<?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-3362007962869338478</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:17:11.637-08:00</updated><category term='just4fun'/><category term='company'/><category term='Bro.J'/><category term='zoo'/><category term='candy christmas tree'/><category term='scrap booking'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='cheese'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='flying squirrels'/><category term='fiesta'/><category term='fall'/><category term='stories'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='writing'/><category term='the 5 Browns'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Crazy Daisy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-3863594258936025988</id><published>2008-07-25T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:39.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapbooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SIqnKW8JrNI/AAAAAAAAAWA/2CLhDlaZi2A/s1600-h/pics+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SIqnKW8JrNI/AAAAAAAAAWA/2CLhDlaZi2A/s320/pics+127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227174113915284690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of pages I did a while back. I have yet to get the journaling done on them though.(ugh!:) The journaling part isn't my  favorite. The pics were taken last year when, as part of my birthday present, Lauren invited me to her house for a very special time. Everything was so much fun...  from spa night, shopping, a tea party her mom surprised us with, to the very special surprise... a night at the orchestra.  She wanted to do my hair in a curly bun, which is what the first page is about. The second is when we went swimming in her grandmother's apartments at night when we where the only ones in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see the picture up close click on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more crafts go to &lt;a href="http://charitree.blogspot.com/2008/07/finished-object-friday.html"&gt;Chari's blog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362007962869338478-3863594258936025988?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/3863594258936025988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=3863594258936025988' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/3863594258936025988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/3863594258936025988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2008/07/scrapbooking.html' title='Scrapbooking'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SIqnKW8JrNI/AAAAAAAAAWA/2CLhDlaZi2A/s72-c/pics+127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-2568873125868432266</id><published>2008-06-07T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:40.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blueberry Picking</title><content type='html'>Well, today we went blueberry picking! Dad, Mom, Chari Regina, the girls, and me. It was really fun although it can get pretty hot, even in the middle of the morning. Gracie enjoyed finding the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"humongous"&lt;/span&gt; one's:)&lt;br /&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/_sZXSknLnZI0/SEshgvJCuiI/AAAAAAAAAUo/33cnckAdzZI/s1600-h/pics+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SEshgvJCuiI/AAAAAAAAAUo/33cnckAdzZI/s320/pics+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209294240278034978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Gracie and Me with one of our humongous one's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SEsiJwDemZI/AAAAAAAAAUw/35LP-8qqh2E/s1600-h/pics+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SEsiJwDemZI/AAAAAAAAAUw/35LP-8qqh2E/s320/pics+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209294944897767826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fathie enjoyed eating the blueberries while  we did all the picking. Being a princess is such hard work :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SEsjmJeD1uI/AAAAAAAAAU4/xMo0w4R6Lig/s1600-h/pics+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SEsjmJeD1uI/AAAAAAAAAU4/xMo0w4R6Lig/s320/pics+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209296532268111586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gracie picking blueberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SEsjnc9k40I/AAAAAAAAAVA/BIeRRfo7qpc/s1600-h/pics+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SEsjnc9k40I/AAAAAAAAAVA/BIeRRfo7qpc/s320/pics+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209296554680443714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and Regina helping Gracie find one's that she can reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SEsn76B2mKI/AAAAAAAAAVg/pmv9Cw3HR_M/s1600-h/pics+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SEsn76B2mKI/AAAAAAAAAVg/pmv9Cw3HR_M/s320/pics+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209301304126904482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chari taught Fathie how to find the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; berries:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SEsn7Pz5gNI/AAAAAAAAAVY/zrV0mB2IiqM/s1600-h/pics+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SEsn7Pz5gNI/AAAAAAAAAVY/zrV0mB2IiqM/s320/pics+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209301292794085586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watch out Gracie's behind the wheel!!!&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/3362007962869338478-2568873125868432266?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/2568873125868432266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=2568873125868432266' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/2568873125868432266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/2568873125868432266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2008/06/blueberry-picking.html' title='Blueberry Picking'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SEshgvJCuiI/AAAAAAAAAUo/33cnckAdzZI/s72-c/pics+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-5761907953194912708</id><published>2008-05-17T10:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:41.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recital</title><content type='html'>Well, I had my recital last night, and I'm so glad it's over! Recitals can really stress me out, but I've been doing better the past few years as far as the stress goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recital was at a beautiful recital hall. I had my recital there last year and it is really a neat place to perform.  Chari will have a video clip of my song. I think I did pretty well. The song is called Georgiana, and is from the Pride and Prejudice movie.  I really like the new one they put out with Keira Knightley in it. We would get it from the library, but last night my family gave it to me! I was really excited about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SC8gpRZCN3I/AAAAAAAAAUg/aL7xmdtQ998/s1600-h/pics+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SC8gpRZCN3I/AAAAAAAAAUg/aL7xmdtQ998/s320/pics+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201411988051343218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am at the nine foot Steinway grand piano.  It  has a really good touch, and is fun to play when I'm not so nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SC8fqRZCN1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/YB6ss-jDSxs/s1600-h/pics+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SC8fqRZCN1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/YB6ss-jDSxs/s320/pics+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201410905719584594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mary came and gave me these really cute daisies. I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SC8frBZCN2I/AAAAAAAAAUY/U9n2hFKGrOs/s1600-h/pics+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SC8frBZCN2I/AAAAAAAAAUY/U9n2hFKGrOs/s320/pics+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201410918604486498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is me, Ashlynn, and Kaelin.  You can see the piano and stage pretty well in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SC8evxZCN0I/AAAAAAAAAUI/9y25fUY5UwY/s1600-h/pics+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SC8evxZCN0I/AAAAAAAAAUI/9y25fUY5UwY/s320/pics+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201409900697237314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my teacher and her happy little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E.T.A. Chari's video clip won't work for her blog because it's too big. Sorry!&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/3362007962869338478-5761907953194912708?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/5761907953194912708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=5761907953194912708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/5761907953194912708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/5761907953194912708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2008/05/recital.html' title='Recital'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SC8gpRZCN3I/AAAAAAAAAUg/aL7xmdtQ998/s72-c/pics+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-3643949713309731406</id><published>2008-05-16T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:50:00.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just4fun'/><title type='text'>Twosies</title><content type='html'>Well, I did it again, I haven't written in over a month! Where does the time go! Oh well, better late than never I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://charitree.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chari&lt;/a&gt; nominated me for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Two's&lt;br /&gt;Two names I go by:&lt;br /&gt;1.Angie&lt;br /&gt;2.Angela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things I Am Wearing Right Now:&lt;br /&gt;1.My London England shirt&lt;br /&gt;2.a jean skirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my favorite things to do:&lt;br /&gt;1.Hang out with friends&lt;br /&gt;2.Go shopping:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things I want very badly at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;1.To be done with school for the summer&lt;br /&gt;2.To have an easier way of seeing friends and family that I don't see very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two pets I have/had:&lt;br /&gt;1.Scamp-dog&lt;br /&gt;2.Turpy-turtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two people you would like to fill this out: (if you want to)&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;a href="http://texasgirl4ever.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mellisa P.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;a href="http://awesometisticlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenae&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things I did last night:&lt;br /&gt;1.Played in my recital&lt;br /&gt;2.ate ice cream afterwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things I have eaten today:&lt;br /&gt;1.Cap'n Crunch&lt;br /&gt;2.Part of a Pop Tart (aren't I healthy today?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two people I last talked to:&lt;br /&gt;1. Mom&lt;br /&gt;2.Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things I am doing tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;1.Going to church&lt;br /&gt;2.Singing in church with our trio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was my longest car ride:&lt;br /&gt;1.East Texas to Idaho via California Coast (I was only 10 months at the time so I don't remember it too well:)&lt;br /&gt;2. East Texas to Seattle, WA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two favorite holidays:&lt;br /&gt;1.Christmas&lt;br /&gt;2.My b-day( wait a minute thats not a holiday is it;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two favorite beverages:&lt;br /&gt;1.Does starbucks frappucino count?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.limeades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things I have done today:&lt;br /&gt;1.Got up(now there's an accomplishment:)&lt;br /&gt;2.blogged&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362007962869338478-3643949713309731406?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/3643949713309731406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=3643949713309731406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/3643949713309731406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/3643949713309731406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2008/05/twosies.html' title='Twosies'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-8952238190774547685</id><published>2008-04-15T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:42.783-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>Iv'e been tagged!!!</title><content type='html'>Wouldn't you know it somebody actually wants me to write on my blog.  hmmm...  now isn't that strange;)  Yep I'm still alive! Actually things have been pretty busy around here, and I'm just too lazy to write a new post:) Well I got tagged by Chari so here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What I was doing ten years ago:&lt;br /&gt;Well I would have been 6 years old at the time and can't remember a whole lot of what I was doing, so I'll talk about my case of the chicken pox. We found out I had them when we went to Branson for a vacation. On the way there I started feeling sick, and needless to say I really didn't see much of Branson outside of our hotel room. Chari, Mom, and Dad would take shifts taking care of me, and would bring me back something special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Things on my  to-do  list today:&lt;br /&gt;Well, since to day is half over I'll tell you some of the things I've already done. I went to church this morning,  and came home and had a really yummy dinner. I'm blogging right now,  and I'll be going to church tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;turtle chex mix&lt;br /&gt;ice cream&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If I were a billionaire I'd...&lt;br /&gt;Give money to the church&lt;br /&gt;go on a mission trip&lt;br /&gt;give to the orphanage our church supports&lt;br /&gt;travel&lt;br /&gt;save&lt;br /&gt;GO SHOPPING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)My 3 worst habits are...&lt;br /&gt;procrastination&lt;br /&gt;not drinking enough water&lt;br /&gt;not saving my money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Places I have lived:&lt;br /&gt;TEXAS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Jobs I have held:&lt;br /&gt;bread maker&lt;br /&gt;babysitting&lt;br /&gt;cleaning lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) People I would like to tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jdroxmysox.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brittany&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://awesometisticlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenae&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So getting caught up on the current events. I've added a playlist to my blog, I like all kinds of music, but one kind I really enjoy is Celtic music. Are my Irish roots showing or what? I also like Josh Groban and Michelle Tumes,who are both on there. BTW Orinoco Flow is done by Celtic Woman not Enya like the pic says, and the ones that are listed under bluestnow are also Celtic Woman. Anyway, I'm really excited about the playlist. Well, since Chari has blogged about most of the things that have been happening lately, I'll show pics from when I went to the zoo. I haven't been there for years, so it was fun going back. Lauren,Dustin,and a friend got to come down, so I got to be with them. Now are you ready to tour the zoo? I'll be your tour guide for this trip, and there will be so much info that you will probably go from my blog with your head spinning. So read carefully and slowly to make sure you get it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SBFRcNVb7vI/AAAAAAAAATc/o3jJih3wDmQ/s1600-h/April+2008+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SBFRcNVb7vI/AAAAAAAAATc/o3jJih3wDmQ/s320/April+2008+139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193021390392651506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our first animal, I think this is a white tiger. It is really big kind of like a big house cat, but I wouldn't suggest petting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_sZXSknLnZI0/SBFRc9Vb7wI/AAAAAAAAATk/s8cm7w9e2iE/s1600-h/April+2008+205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SBFRc9Vb7wI/AAAAAAAAATk/s8cm7w9e2iE/s320/April+2008+205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193021403277553410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next,I have no idea what these birds are, but they have really long, flat bills and are pink. Are you able to keep up? If not start with the big house cat and review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_sZXSknLnZI0/SBFRb9Vb7uI/AAAAAAAAATU/7PWFSXUdEPo/s1600-h/April+2008+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SBFRb9Vb7uI/AAAAAAAAATU/7PWFSXUdEPo/s320/April+2008+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193021386097684194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and here is another type of kitty cat I wouldn't suggest petting, I think they call it a lion.It has a big mane and pretty much likes to soak up the sun, although it generally doesn't prefer the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SBTiQ9Vb7yI/AAAAAAAAAT0/uiFIea-F7D4/s1600-h/April+2008+267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SBTiQ9Vb7yI/AAAAAAAAAT0/uiFIea-F7D4/s320/April+2008+267.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194025051235282722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is called an elephant. It tried and tried to think of a way to stuff the whole bale of hay in his mouth at once, but he finally had to give up. I think his eyes were a little bigger than his mouth!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SBTtH9Vb7zI/AAAAAAAAAT8/py92s4INwZ8/s1600-h/April+2008+372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SBTtH9Vb7zI/AAAAAAAAAT8/py92s4INwZ8/s320/April+2008+372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194036991244365618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and finally we come to the monkey exhibit, just kidding(I think:) me, Lauren, Dustin, and Dan is the friend that came down with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed the tour, and if you have any questions leave a comment:) Thank you and please come again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362007962869338478-8952238190774547685?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8952238190774547685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=8952238190774547685' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/8952238190774547685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/8952238190774547685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-been-tagged.html' title='Iv&apos;e been tagged!!!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/SBFRcNVb7vI/AAAAAAAAATc/o3jJih3wDmQ/s72-c/April+2008+139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-4717458511396571348</id><published>2008-03-09T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:43.564-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flying squirrels'/><title type='text'>East Texas Squirrel Revival</title><content type='html'>Wow! This morning Chari was teaching Sunday School when she looked up to the door and gave a startled gasp. There was something crawling under the door. Then  it started running to our part of the room! It was a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Southern_flying_squirrel"&gt;flying squirrel&lt;/a&gt;! We're used to these little creatures in our back yard, and have spent some fun times seeing them come to eat out of our squirrel feeder, but I have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; seen one in the church!!! Needless to say things got pretty exciting around there! He seemed to like the dark keyboard cover, but he kept on wanting to escape through the door which was now blocked. I just started laughing because I could just see this in a scene in a book. Chari thought it was pretty funny too. Poor thing he was so scared! He was running all over the room trying to get  find a way out and away from the two laughing  giants. We finally got him cornered and into a coffee can, and outside were he belonged!&lt;br /&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/_sZXSknLnZI0/R9Ri2F8HxFI/AAAAAAAAASg/zSmnT01ZsLs/s1600-h/Copy+of+flying+squarel+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R9Ri2F8HxFI/AAAAAAAAASg/zSmnT01ZsLs/s320/Copy+of+flying+squarel+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175870553202345042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here he is posing for the photo shoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R9RoFV8HxII/AAAAAAAAAS4/XiVG_0rnQd4/s1600-h/Copy+of+flying+squarel+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R9RoFV8HxII/AAAAAAAAAS4/XiVG_0rnQd4/s320/Copy+of+flying+squarel+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175876312753489026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where's  the squirrel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R9RjFl8HxGI/AAAAAAAAASo/avcxErQ3B1k/s1600-h/Copy+of+flying+squirrel+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R9RjFl8HxGI/AAAAAAAAASo/avcxErQ3B1k/s320/Copy+of+flying+squirrel+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175870819490317410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's one of the ones that would come to our feeder. They are only about 4 in. or so from the head to the bottom of the tail, and are nocturnal.  They will make these high pitched noises  and we didn't know what it was till about a year ago. They have this flap of skin between each leg they spread out when they "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"( you can see it in the picture), and they'll glide from limb to limb which gives them the name &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flying&lt;/span&gt; squirrel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R9RpMl8HxJI/AAAAAAAAATA/ZrQlTiSSaQo/s1600-h/Flying+Squirrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R9RpMl8HxJI/AAAAAAAAATA/ZrQlTiSSaQo/s320/Flying+Squirrel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175877536819168402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  they are really cute!&lt;br /&gt;(this isn't my picture I got it off a google search)&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/3362007962869338478-4717458511396571348?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4717458511396571348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=4717458511396571348' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/4717458511396571348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/4717458511396571348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2008/03/east-texas-squirrel-revival.html' title='East Texas Squirrel Revival'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R9Ri2F8HxFI/AAAAAAAAASg/zSmnT01ZsLs/s72-c/Copy+of+flying+squarel+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-2231694607538853811</id><published>2008-02-12T16:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T19:53:00.383-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>Train of Courage Part II</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I posted &lt;a href="http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2007/12/writing.html"&gt;part 1&lt;/a&gt; of the short story I wrote for my writing class. I am finally getting around to posting the rest of it. Hope y'all like it!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;Emma turned sharply, and stormed down the path to the cottage. By the time she reached the cottage, she was worried and angry.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;“Grandmother! Please fix me a bottle of warm milk. Slade’s been shooting on our property again. He killed the doe and I couldn’t see her fawn anywhere around. I’m afraid the shot scared her and she ran off without knowing where she was headed,” Emma said, frantically putting supplies into a basket. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;“I don’t much like the outlook for tonight. It’s getting mighty windy and cold out there. I’m not sure I like the idea of you going out there tonight… looks like it could snow,” speculated Emma’s grandmother.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;“I have to go,” Emma said with determination. “The fawn could be caught, and the wolves will be out anytime now, with it getting dark.” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;“Well then, get your cloak on and here is a thermos of hot tea, and be careful,” her grandmother warned. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;“I will. I’ll be back before you know it.” Emma tried sounding cheerful, but she had reservations about going out on such a stormy night.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;The wind started pounding Emma as soon as she was out the door. Grandmother was right - it was snowing and hard. The howl of the wind was deafening, as Emma pulled the hood of her cloak over her head as far as it would go. The snow seemed to be a million little daggers all directed at her. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;Finally she saw a clump of brown through the snow, Emma forced herself to move faster. There was the fawn, a mass of fur barely moving. She heard a whistle of a train coming around the side of the hill. Emma froze. The fawn was on the track.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everything inside Emma started screaming&lt;i&gt; Go back now!&lt;/i&gt; Memories started flashing through her mind. She could hear the screams, and feel the pain.&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“Mommy, I’m scared,” the little girl clung to Elizabeth Carter’s hand. With the other she clutched a small rag doll. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“It’s all right, Emma. I’ve ridden on a train before, and it’s the fastest way to Grandfather and Grandmother’s for Christmas. Oh, Here comes Papa with the tickets.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“What’s wrong with my little girl?” Jonathan Carter picked up Emma and twirled her around in front of the train depot. Usually when he did, she would giggle and beg for to him to do it again, but not this time. Instead, a troubled expression started to form on the four year old’s face. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“I don’t want to go, and I don’t want you and mommy to go either.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           “Why not?” Jonathan’s eyebrows raised in concern.  Emma usually wasn’t so adamant about things. Oh, she would sometimes have a stubborn streak or two, but she was normally an easygoing child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“Because I’m afraid something bad will happen if we go.” As she was saying the words, they could hear the train’s brakes squeal as the engine roared up and halted in front of the depot. The next few minutes were a flurry of action. Everything seemed to fly past Emma, as she was hurried into the mouth of the black beast. She walked down the aisle of the train, and climbed up into the seat, without saying a word. Both parents exchanged worried glances. Emma would normally drive them crazy with all sorts of questions about such an adventure, but she didn’t this time. The train started out and finally got up to speed. Both parents tried to ease the little girl’s fear, as well as their own uneasiness. Suddenly the train started tipping. Screams erupted throughout the train as metal clashed against metal. Emma looked up and saw the panicked faces of her parents. She felt something slice her leg. Everything started spinning round and round. Then blackness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Emma shook herself to the present. She could now see the train coming around the corner, barreling toward her and the helpless animal. She raced as fast as she could, in the driving snow, to reach the fawn. Pooling her strength, she grabbed the trembling fawn and dashed to the edge of the woods, just as the train sped by. Collapsing by a tree stump, Emma tried to comfort the forlorn creature. She realized they both didn’t have parents to take care of them, but the fawn had her and she had her grandmother. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“Don’t worry, I’ve got you now.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Emma cooed to the fawn. “I know what it’s like to be afraid, but it’s all right, I’ll take care of you.” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Emma smiled to herself…she had faced her worst fear, and conquered.&lt;span style=""&gt;             &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362007962869338478-2231694607538853811?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/2231694607538853811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=2231694607538853811' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/2231694607538853811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/2231694607538853811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2008/02/train-of-courage-part-ii.html' title='Train of Courage Part II'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-5457158472907230906</id><published>2008-01-30T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:44.382-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Potato Soup Anyone?</title><content type='html'>I have a really good recipe I thought I'd share with y'all. It's fast, easy, hot, and very good! (If you think you can top that I'd like to have the recipe:) This is one of my favorite soups, and I love to have it for an easy lunch on a cold afternoon. (It's also good if you have just had braces put on:) Here's the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheesy Potato Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pouch of Betty Crocker four cheese instant potato flakes&lt;br /&gt;1 cup of coffee creamer&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup of bacon bits&lt;br /&gt;1Tablespoon of parsley flakes&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon dried minced onions&lt;br /&gt;1/8 teaspoon cayenne pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before you rush off to the kitchen to make it make sure you use &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Betty Crocker&lt;/span&gt; Four Cheese Mashed Potatoes! We usually  get this at  Wall-mart. It &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;does not &lt;/span&gt;work as well with the Greater Value  four cheese potato flakes TRUST ME! I also use &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;less&lt;/span&gt; cayenne pepper than it calls for, probably about half, it just depends on how hot you like things. What is cool is you can make it up and store it till you need it. I also prefer the Betty Crocker bacon bits, but its not as big of a deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now for the rest of the directions: Boil 3 cups of water, and right after it starts boiling add the mix and stir with a whisk. turn down the heat to where it isn't boiling,(I turn ours to about low) add about 2/3 cup of milk and let it sit for 3 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R6Fes6njImI/AAAAAAAAARM/e0qI3PSfBgA/s1600-h/soup+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R6Fes6njImI/AAAAAAAAARM/e0qI3PSfBgA/s320/soup+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161510773685690978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here's all the supplies I used for the mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R6FetanjInI/AAAAAAAAARU/rWkBcZ2Qfw4/s1600-h/soup+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R6FetanjInI/AAAAAAAAARU/rWkBcZ2Qfw4/s320/soup+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161510782275625586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here is the mix before I added it to the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R6FetqnjIoI/AAAAAAAAARc/il9yplxlQrg/s1600-h/soup+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R6FetqnjIoI/AAAAAAAAARc/il9yplxlQrg/s320/soup+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161510786570592898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Right after you get the soup in your bowl put grated cheese on top so it melts, and I like to add more bacon bits for more of a crunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362007962869338478-5457158472907230906?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/5457158472907230906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=5457158472907230906' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/5457158472907230906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/5457158472907230906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2008/01/potato-soup-anyone.html' title='Potato Soup Anyone?'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R6Fes6njImI/AAAAAAAAARM/e0qI3PSfBgA/s72-c/soup+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-5444700652006245509</id><published>2008-01-18T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:44.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Braces</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I got braces on. Ugh! They are very sore right now, and I can't eat anything but very soft food. But, hey, I don't have to do school right now so that's a plus:)  It's kinda weird though because they didn't start hurting until a few hours after I got them on. Oh well, I guess I'll survive;) Here's a picture of me after I got them on yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R5EcO6VCESI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/6LvFkNagblc/s1600-h/Copy+of+braces+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R5EcO6VCESI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/6LvFkNagblc/s320/Copy+of+braces+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156934090817147170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362007962869338478-5444700652006245509?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/5444700652006245509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=5444700652006245509' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/5444700652006245509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/5444700652006245509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2008/01/braces.html' title='Braces'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R5EcO6VCESI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/6LvFkNagblc/s72-c/Copy+of+braces+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-9061344012893915192</id><published>2008-01-16T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:45.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrap booking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 5 Browns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Exciting Weekend</title><content type='html'>I  have  had a very fun weekend! My friend Lauren came down for a visit as part of my Christmas to her. The first night we stayed awake till about 4:30. The next day we went shopping, and went to a scrapbook workshop. When we finished with that, we went to Mark and Chari's for a dual birthday party. That night was Ryan's(Mark and Lauren's brother) birthday, and Mark's birthday was Sunday. We had a lunch/party for him after church. Sunday night, Lauren and I stayed up till about 4:00 o'clock Sunday night(or Monday morning) Scrap booking. We got up Monday morning and dad went and got us donuts.  Then Chari took us to Hobby Lobby to get scrap booking paper. Then for the highlight of the week we went to see &lt;a href="http://www.the5browns.com/"&gt;The 5 Browns&lt;/a&gt;. They are totally &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing!&lt;/span&gt; They are 5 brothers and sisters that play five Steinway grands at the same  time. There are some solos, duets, etc... they are incredible pianists ranging from age 20 to 27. We got to get their autographs  and talk to them,  which was a real  highlight for me!  We  went out for  ice cream afterward. Then we stayed up till after 6:00a.m.! (:yes we are crazy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R46UBqVCEOI/AAAAAAAAAQY/k1cCoOLrc-0/s1600-h/visit+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R46UBqVCEOI/AAAAAAAAAQY/k1cCoOLrc-0/s320/visit+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156221379649081570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's  me and Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R46SVqVCEMI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Is2Hc3HlKXI/s1600-h/The+5+Browns+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R46SVqVCEMI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Is2Hc3HlKXI/s320/The+5+Browns+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156219524223209666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me, Lauren, and our friend Mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R46SVaVCELI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Gc_lNFzFQVo/s1600-h/Copy+of+visit+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R46SVaVCELI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Gc_lNFzFQVo/s320/Copy+of+visit+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156219519928242354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the signed  program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R46UBaVCENI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/koKfphkJMcM/s1600-h/visit+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R46UBaVCENI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/koKfphkJMcM/s320/visit+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156221375354114258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Lauren and me  at an antique shop(we like to get funny hats and try them on at the stores)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R46UTqVCEPI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Ehb7nTsu4JY/s1600-h/Copy+of+visit+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R46UTqVCEPI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Ehb7nTsu4JY/s320/Copy+of+visit+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156221688886726898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh yeah, and I taught Lauren a simple crochet stitch on the way to drop her off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a video from you- tube of the Browns - we weren't supposed to take pictures during the concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wkQ55EJ1zPs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wkQ55EJ1zPs&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362007962869338478-9061344012893915192?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/9061344012893915192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=9061344012893915192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/9061344012893915192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/9061344012893915192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2008/01/exciting-weekend.html' title='Exciting Weekend'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R46UBqVCEOI/AAAAAAAAAQY/k1cCoOLrc-0/s72-c/visit+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-6184775303577946987</id><published>2007-12-25T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T16:10:40.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone is having a great Christmas! I got this video off of You-Tube; it really makes you think about the true meaning of Christmas. I'll post some pics of Christmas later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MafI0h8P4tw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MafI0h8P4tw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362007962869338478-6184775303577946987?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/6184775303577946987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=6184775303577946987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/6184775303577946987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/6184775303577946987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-1649831073066665562</id><published>2007-12-22T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:45.823-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy christmas tree'/><title type='text'>Hard  Candy Christmas</title><content type='html'>Here is a fun idea. Mom and I just finished this tree and, it's really fun to do.&lt;br /&gt;What you need:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a foam cone from a craft shop(ours is about 9 in. tall)&lt;br /&gt;a bag of peppermints( ours is a 16 oz. bag)&lt;br /&gt;plenty of T- pins&lt;br /&gt;a bow for the top&lt;br /&gt;a mom or friend (not a must but, a lot more fun:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R22nX6VCECI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Jz1rwGH3BfU/s1600-h/Candy+Tree+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R22nX6VCECI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Jz1rwGH3BfU/s320/Candy+Tree+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146953978390646818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You start out on the bottom of the cone and work your way up, layering as you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R22ndKVCEDI/AAAAAAAAAOk/PCGuaw0PoEw/s1600-h/Candy+Tree+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R22ndKVCEDI/AAAAAAAAAOk/PCGuaw0PoEw/s320/Candy+Tree+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146954068584960050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then when you're finished top it off with a fun bow! To get the candy just pick one and pull down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362007962869338478-1649831073066665562?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1649831073066665562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=1649831073066665562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/1649831073066665562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/1649831073066665562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2007/12/hard-candy-christmas.html' title='Hard  Candy Christmas'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R22nX6VCECI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Jz1rwGH3BfU/s72-c/Candy+Tree+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-774531986177949144</id><published>2007-12-19T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:46.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up (Sort Of)</title><content type='html'>Well, between nasty colds, Crohns flare up, being lazy, and Christmastime in general, you can see I haven't exactly had this at the top of my to-do list.  Last Saturday we had our church Christmas dinner. Thats a lot of fun. This year was our second year to do a white elephant gift exchange.&lt;br /&gt;here's the pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R2zDnqVCD-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EDvAZu3r2Iw/s1600-h/Church+dinner+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R2zDnqVCD-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EDvAZu3r2Iw/s320/Church+dinner+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146703560322453474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonette opening her gift( with Ashlynns help:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R2zDu6VCD_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/h_GR4vv2dPA/s1600-h/Church+dinner+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R2zDu6VCD_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/h_GR4vv2dPA/s320/Church+dinner+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146703684876505074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kaelin managed to get in to Grandpa's gift (ya gotta love that grin:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R2zD2aVCEAI/AAAAAAAAAOM/UpfuZywVmCg/s1600-h/Church+dinner+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R2zD2aVCEAI/AAAAAAAAAOM/UpfuZywVmCg/s320/Church+dinner+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146703813725523970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, I opened the most wanted gift there, just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R2zEL6VCEBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/saZCsQXL4C8/s1600-h/Church+dinner+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R2zEL6VCEBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/saZCsQXL4C8/s320/Church+dinner+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146704183092711442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we also gave the pastor and wife their Christmas gift $&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,it's getting late and,the computer has frozen up more times than my liking. So I might post some more later. Just thought I would let y'all know I'm still around. Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362007962869338478-774531986177949144?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/774531986177949144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=774531986177949144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/774531986177949144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/774531986177949144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2007/12/catching-up-sort-of.html' title='Catching Up (Sort Of)'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R2zDnqVCD-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/EDvAZu3r2Iw/s72-c/Church+dinner+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-6930171870391902198</id><published>2007-12-05T21:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:46.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing</title><content type='html'>I had writing classes this semester, and I finished last week. It was with other home school kids and I really enjoyed it. By the end of the semester we all had to have a short story written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are most of the kids from the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1dB_OQL-xI/AAAAAAAAANI/itmM9A1ly4k/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1dB_OQL-xI/AAAAAAAAANI/itmM9A1ly4k/s320/Thanksgiving+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140650054080264978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me, Rae-Anne, Brianna, Hannah, Mrs. G(our teacher) Katherine, Julia, Dakota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here is the first part of my story. I'm going to do this in different increments .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train of Courage &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;“Don’t you ever trespass on Carter property again!” Emma screamed at the top of her lungs, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her eyes flashed warning signs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;Slade Porter was a backwoodsman who trapped and hunted for a living. Nobody cared much for him. He had a scraggly beard and always chewed tobacco. It was even rumored that he had a still hidden in the hills, but that could never be proven.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;Emma raced to the now motionless body of the doe. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;“She’s dead!” Emma glared at Slade. The stench of whisky on him seemed to overpower the fresh smell of the woods.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;“ ‘Course she’s dead,” his words slurred together. “I killed her.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;“But she has a fawn,” cried Emma through clenched teeth.&lt;/p&gt;  “Ain’t nuthin to me. This’n’s gonna feed me for a while, then I’m gonna sell ‘er hide with the rest of my furs,” he said while picking up the lifeless doe. “Like I told ya, ain’t nuthin to me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to keep checking my blog to read the rest of the story:)&lt;br /&gt;Scroll down to see my other post for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362007962869338478-6930171870391902198?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/6930171870391902198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=6930171870391902198' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/6930171870391902198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/6930171870391902198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2007/12/writing.html' title='Writing'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1dB_OQL-xI/AAAAAAAAANI/itmM9A1ly4k/s72-c/Thanksgiving+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-9131464234536548970</id><published>2007-12-05T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:48.004-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Say Cheese</title><content type='html'>Well, Mom got inspired to make some cheese from homestead. She bought some stuff there to help her make it. So this morning she up and says she wants to make cheese, and of course I was there taking pictures all along:)&lt;br /&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/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1c9SeQL-nI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iDMogjA0l4E/s1600-h/cheese+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1c9SeQL-nI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iDMogjA0l4E/s320/cheese+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140644887234607730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here she's warming the milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1c9eeQL-oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/yOHoWmsOM6Q/s1600-h/cheese+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1c9eeQL-oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/yOHoWmsOM6Q/s320/cheese+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140645093393037954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she added the tablet that helped it to separate in to curds and whey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1c9s-QL-pI/AAAAAAAAAMI/KKLU8csefnM/s1600-h/cheese+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1c9s-QL-pI/AAAAAAAAAMI/KKLU8csefnM/s320/cheese+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140645342501141138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then strain it to separate the curds from the whey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1c-buQL-rI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ioNx_TtEnKo/s1600-h/cheese+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1c-buQL-rI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ioNx_TtEnKo/s320/cheese+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140646145660025522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and make a ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1dAluQL-tI/AAAAAAAAAMo/g-u0aWsL290/s1600-h/cheese+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1dAluQL-tI/AAAAAAAAAMo/g-u0aWsL290/s320/cheese+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140648516481972946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stretch it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1dA2eQL-uI/AAAAAAAAAMw/D7DVSaCDDdA/s1600-h/cheese+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1dA2eQL-uI/AAAAAAAAAMw/D7DVSaCDDdA/s320/cheese+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140648804244781794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and stretch it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1dBUuQL-vI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1d2uroiOzqY/s1600-h/cheese+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1dBUuQL-vI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1d2uroiOzqY/s320/cheese+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140649323935824626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kneading salt into it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1dBiuQL-wI/AAAAAAAAANA/H0pTsNGJRhQ/s1600-h/cheese+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1dBiuQL-wI/AAAAAAAAANA/H0pTsNGJRhQ/s320/cheese+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140649564453993218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;finally we have mozzarella balls&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/3362007962869338478-9131464234536548970?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/9131464234536548970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=9131464234536548970' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/9131464234536548970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/9131464234536548970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2007/12/say-cheese.html' title='Say Cheese'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R1c9SeQL-nI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iDMogjA0l4E/s72-c/cheese+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-6460621656053741283</id><published>2007-11-28T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:50.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Well it's been busy around here, and blogging hasn't exactly been on top of my list as y'all can tell.Anyway, we had a great Thanksgiving! My uncle, aunt, and cousins all came down; I had a blast!&lt;br /&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/_sZXSknLnZI0/R03ypir4axI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wnd2NLmHVII/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R03ypir4axI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wnd2NLmHVII/s320/Thanksgiving+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138029545399020306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here's is the turkey! I think almost all the turkey leftovers gone:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R03zaSr4ayI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wBahGuCvHF8/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R03zaSr4ayI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wBahGuCvHF8/s320/Thanksgiving+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138030382917643042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jared, Nathan, Me, Brent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R034iyr4a_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Nitfh4OlJz8/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R034iyr4a_I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Nitfh4OlJz8/s320/Thanksgiving+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138036026504670194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Todd and Aunt Rhonda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after Thanksgiving it's become a tradition to go to Homestead Heritage in Waco. It's a lot of fun. It's a community that believes a lot like we do. They make quality items from furniture to food. They have a blacksmith shop, a gristmill, and a working homestead. It's over the Thanksgiving weekend, and they've had up to 5,000 people a day coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R03z0Cr4azI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/drLw0NKVg7Q/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R03z0Cr4azI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/drLw0NKVg7Q/s320/Thanksgiving+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138030825299274546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and Lauren at the soap booth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R030fCr4a2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/sVoXRGRLY5A/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R030fCr4a2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/sVoXRGRLY5A/s320/Thanksgiving+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138031564033649506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;an example of some furniture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R03z-ir4a0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/HjNvu60_NmA/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R03z-ir4a0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/HjNvu60_NmA/s320/Thanksgiving+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138031005687900994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whitney, me, Lauren, Chari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R033JSr4a5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/AgAD1gBunZE/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R033JSr4a5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/AgAD1gBunZE/s320/Thanksgiving+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138034488906378130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pottery  making&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R036yyr4bAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vrx_Ous6IwA/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R036yyr4bAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/vrx_Ous6IwA/s320/Thanksgiving+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138038500405832706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;soap making&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R034Cir4a9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/PNNFdgQBTuY/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R034Cir4a9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/PNNFdgQBTuY/s320/Thanksgiving+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138035472453888978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and cheese making. Chari helped the lady with the cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning dad wanted to go to the Texas ranger museum. It was pretty interesting.  Texas  Rangers  were noted for their ruthlessness to capture outlaws, and protect the border from raiding Mexicans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R030pyr4a3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/EBp8eZB09B8/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R030pyr4a3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/EBp8eZB09B8/s320/Thanksgiving+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138031748717243250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here a ranger on his horse:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R033gCr4a7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/hNUyf89aXJk/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R033gCr4a7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/hNUyf89aXJk/s320/Thanksgiving+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138034879748402098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm, I've been wanting horseback riding lessons, but this wasn't quite what I was thinking of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R032vyr4a4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/EVi_MjaVaG0/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R032vyr4a4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/EVi_MjaVaG0/s320/Thanksgiving+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138034050819713922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;giddy up, Chari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R033qCr4a8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/cE2ViqDlu_c/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R033qCr4a8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/cE2ViqDlu_c/s320/Thanksgiving+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138035051547093954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ride 'em cowboy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'll post Christmas decorations later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362007962869338478-6460621656053741283?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/6460621656053741283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=6460621656053741283' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/6460621656053741283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/6460621656053741283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R03ypir4axI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wnd2NLmHVII/s72-c/Thanksgiving+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-8343299341013463273</id><published>2007-11-18T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:54.011-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bro.J'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiesta'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Bro. J!</title><content type='html'>Today is Bro. J's birthday! One of the favorite  people in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0ElZyr4alI/AAAAAAAAAEg/iAR0sLb1U0k/s1600-h/fiesta+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0ElZyr4alI/AAAAAAAAAEg/iAR0sLb1U0k/s320/fiesta+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134426175211858514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Bro. J with his pineapple upside-down cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to a fiesta that our Spanish teacher put on for us. We have been having Spanish classes over the past few weeks at the church. Here are some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0ElhSr4amI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VChAjYh_RPg/s1600-h/fiesta+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0ElhSr4amI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VChAjYh_RPg/s320/fiesta+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134426304060877410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chari and Ashlynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of Kaelin's funny faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0Elnyr4anI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vhiBMKTZ2os/s1600-h/fiesta+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0Elnyr4anI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vhiBMKTZ2os/s320/fiesta+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134426415730027122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0EltSr4aoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_2aUYfal6Ck/s1600-h/fiesta+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0EltSr4aoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_2aUYfal6Ck/s320/fiesta+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134426510219307650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0Elzir4apI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Za1Xorsy0F8/s1600-h/fiesta+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0Elzir4apI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Za1Xorsy0F8/s320/fiesta+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134426617593490066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me and Kaelin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  ok, so &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;piñata&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;it is of my opinion that it was purely a tool for embarrassment. It was rigged where Andrew was able to raise and lower it, and on top of that they blindfolded and spun us around. It got very interesting, especially when  Regina attacked the tree and about gave Andrew heart  failure coming after him  like a maniac waving that stick:) (remember she was blindfolded) The kids got off easy though, no blindfold, no spinning, and not a lot of raising and lowering of the piñata. Mom hit it to were the candy started to fall out, and Bro J. knocked it down.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0Eo8yr4awI/AAAAAAAAAF4/w_DyJcR_dls/s1600-h/fiesta+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0Eo8yr4awI/AAAAAAAAAF4/w_DyJcR_dls/s320/fiesta+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134430075042163458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kaelin "hitting" the piñata &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0EmDCr4arI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/53vJz079LpI/s1600-h/fiesta+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0EmDCr4arI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/53vJz079LpI/s320/fiesta+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134426883881462450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ashlynn"hitting" the piñata &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0EmKCr4asI/AAAAAAAAAFY/F8x9NxbD01Q/s1600-h/fiesta+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0EmKCr4asI/AAAAAAAAAFY/F8x9NxbD01Q/s320/fiesta+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134427004140546754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me trying to hit the piñata &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0En8Sr4atI/AAAAAAAAAFg/wHWt08qcMU8/s1600-h/fiesta+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0En8Sr4atI/AAAAAAAAAFg/wHWt08qcMU8/s320/fiesta+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134428966940601042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chari trying to hit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0EoVCr4avI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EbgFBbe0WwQ/s1600-h/fiesta+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0EoVCr4avI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EbgFBbe0WwQ/s320/fiesta+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134429392142363378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaelin playing peek-a-boo with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0EoMyr4auI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0ycBErX4DVM/s1600-h/fiesta+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0EoMyr4auI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0ycBErX4DVM/s320/fiesta+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134429250408442594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashlynn's stuffed pockets&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/3362007962869338478-8343299341013463273?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8343299341013463273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=8343299341013463273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/8343299341013463273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/8343299341013463273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-bro-j.html' title='Happy Birthday Bro. J!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/R0ElZyr4alI/AAAAAAAAAEg/iAR0sLb1U0k/s72-c/fiesta+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-2968945641757543163</id><published>2007-11-15T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:54.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knitting Classes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chari taught her first knitting classes today! It got started when my friend's mom wanted to take knitting lessons from Chari while my friend took piano lessons from mom.I decided I wanted to take them too. I had a harder time casting on, but finally got the hang of it. Now I just need to buy yarn and circular needles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pictures from today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/Rzz2tir4aiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WCZbZ464q_k/s1600-h/knitting+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/Rzz2tir4aiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WCZbZ464q_k/s320/knitting+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133248937560926754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chari teaching Ms. Joy how it's done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/Rzz23yr4ajI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7XQUs2gFT0c/s1600-h/knitting+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/Rzz23yr4ajI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7XQUs2gFT0c/s320/knitting+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133249113654585906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chari showing me how it's done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/Rzz3Cir4akI/AAAAAAAAAEY/w2cr4DfJ-Wc/s1600-h/knitting+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/Rzz3Cir4akI/AAAAAAAAAEY/w2cr4DfJ-Wc/s320/knitting+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133249298338179650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                All of us at our first class:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3362007962869338478-2968945641757543163?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/2968945641757543163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=2968945641757543163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/2968945641757543163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/2968945641757543163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2007/11/knitting-classes.html' title='Knitting Classes!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/Rzz2tir4aiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WCZbZ464q_k/s72-c/knitting+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-535969055542788572</id><published>2007-11-12T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:16:56.231-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='company'/><title type='text'>Busy Weekend</title><content type='html'>It's been a busy weekend. Here are some pics from around the house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/RzjfAaoeVtI/AAAAAAAAACM/C60c_7nrAE0/s1600-h/weekend+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/RzjfAaoeVtI/AAAAAAAAACM/C60c_7nrAE0/s320/weekend+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132096973630756562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                                                            I love these mums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_sZXSknLnZI0/RzjfkaoeVuI/AAAAAAAAACU/IDcQc-5sHWk/s1600-h/weekend+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/RzjfkaoeVuI/AAAAAAAAACU/IDcQc-5sHWk/s320/weekend+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132097592106047202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                           It's literally raining acorns around here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/Rzjgz6oeVvI/AAAAAAAAACc/lRXgOtaYpxE/s1600-h/weekend+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/Rzjgz6oeVvI/AAAAAAAAACc/lRXgOtaYpxE/s320/weekend+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132098957905647346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              This is the prettiest tree in are yard this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had company this weekend. It's a family that's moving to our area in a few weeks.It is really going to be great having more of a youth group in our church. We really had fun playing, Clue, Gestures etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/RzjiZKoeVwI/AAAAAAAAACk/lwb7eD5M7Z0/s1600-h/weekend+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/RzjiZKoeVwI/AAAAAAAAACk/lwb7eD5M7Z0/s320/weekend+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132100697367402242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 Caitlin, Monica, and Jake watching Charmain act her word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/RzjjhKoeVxI/AAAAAAAAACs/Up-V4U0oJ-8/s1600-h/weekend+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/RzjjhKoeVxI/AAAAAAAAACs/Up-V4U0oJ-8/s320/weekend+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132101934317983506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               Scamp got spoiled while they were here! (Like he wasn't already:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/RzjnRaoeVyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1ksFjcdG7cI/s1600-h/weekend+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/RzjnRaoeVyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1ksFjcdG7cI/s320/weekend+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132106061781554978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Here's one of Charmain without her hand in front of her face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I better get going so I can finish science before supper!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362007962869338478-535969055542788572?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/535969055542788572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=535969055542788572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/535969055542788572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/535969055542788572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2007/11/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy Weekend'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/RzjfAaoeVtI/AAAAAAAAACM/C60c_7nrAE0/s72-c/weekend+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362007962869338478.post-2795957844384486169</id><published>2007-11-08T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T15:07:35.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog!</title><content type='html'>Well, I've decided to start a blog! I'm really excited about it. I think it will be a fun way to keep in touch with friends. Thanx to my sister Chari for helping me set it up!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362007962869338478-2795957844384486169?l=pickingadaisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/feeds/2795957844384486169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362007962869338478&amp;postID=2795957844384486169' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/2795957844384486169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362007962869338478/posts/default/2795957844384486169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickingadaisy.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-blog.html' title='New Blog!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216282082589105683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sZXSknLnZI0/TMd_o2DYd-I/AAAAAAAAAic/aS7vJdwdEBg/S220/mwe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
