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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-8838368564310785357</id><published>2012-01-15T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T06:26:45.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FFA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electra Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Wichita County&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broilers'/><title type='text'>Grand Champion &amp; Reserve Grand Champion Broiler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dustin has wanted to be in FFA for several years now and this year his dream came true.&amp;nbsp; Dustin is a Freshman @ Electra High School in Electra Texas.&amp;nbsp; He joined FFA and decided to show Chickens.&amp;nbsp; Dustin has always loved animals and even though he has a grandmother who has chickens, he didn't know anything about raising SHOW CHICKENS.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to the Light's he was able to get all the knowledge he needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After many hours of caring for the birds and preparing for his first show, his hard work and determination paid off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dustin brough home both Grand Champion and Reserve Grand Champion for his pen of Broilers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ncxwj7kRKA4/TxLgC4uQ-0I/AAAAAAAAB5M/_r4bmaYqyuE/s1600/GRAND+CHAMPION+2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ncxwj7kRKA4/TxLgC4uQ-0I/AAAAAAAAB5M/_r4bmaYqyuE/s320/GRAND+CHAMPION+2012.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dustin with his cousin Destiny following right behind him (not seen: Josh in front of Dustin) with Dustin's winning Pen of Roosters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_fJ5Z3sT9o/TxLgHywQhqI/AAAAAAAAB5U/90HiXuotta8/s1600/grandchampion+Wichita+CO+01122012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_fJ5Z3sT9o/TxLgHywQhqI/AAAAAAAAB5U/90HiXuotta8/s320/grandchampion+Wichita+CO+01122012.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dustin showing off his Grand Champion Buckle for the Pen of Broiler Roosters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CS0fnfEfEhE/TxLgXLVPEII/AAAAAAAAB5c/6K7Pod4woCQ/s1600/IMG_0184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CS0fnfEfEhE/TxLgXLVPEII/AAAAAAAAB5c/6K7Pod4woCQ/s320/IMG_0184.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Dustin showing off his awards for Reserve Grand Champion of Broiler Hens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-8838368564310785357?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/8838368564310785357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=8838368564310785357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8838368564310785357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-6560842487945676584</id><published>2010-09-08T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T06:02:56.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;INGE&quot;'/><title type='text'>September 8, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/TIeH6gCFIwI/AAAAAAAABqk/MtiCnXgDahU/s1600/103_3474.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/TIeH6gCFIwI/AAAAAAAABqk/MtiCnXgDahU/s320/103_3474.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dustin Jacob Inge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Born:&amp;nbsp; 9 Sept 1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sherman, TX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's hard to believe that tomorrow you will be 14...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seems like just yesterday that I was waiting on you to arrive and see your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seems like just yesterday you took your first step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seems like just yesterday you said your first word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seems like just yesterday you discovered dirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seems like just yesterday that you lost your first tooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Where did the time go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When did you get so smart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When did you stop being scarred of the dark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Where did that little boy go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tomorrow, you celebrate your 14th Birthday and I wish for you the happiest of days, and the happiest of moment's for the rest of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love Mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DUSTIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-6560842487945676584?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/6560842487945676584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=6560842487945676584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6560842487945676584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6560842487945676584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2010/09/september-8-2010.html' title='September 8, 2010'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/TIeH6gCFIwI/AAAAAAAABqk/MtiCnXgDahU/s72-c/103_3474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-8137151657485412711</id><published>2010-07-24T07:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T07:30:34.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BOOT Campaign~Show our Troops you Care</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bootcampaign/4710467557/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1305/4710467557_3e22974905_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bootcampaign/4710467557/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bootcampaign/"&gt;The Boot Campaign&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A group of women have created a campaign to raise money for our men and women who have volunteered their time to protect our freedoms and out country.... this is their mission:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Boot Campaign was created to generate American awareness about the needs of our military men and women coming home from combat.&lt;br /&gt;The money raised from boot sales will go to the Lone Survivor Foundation and the USO to support our returning active duty and combat veterans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our military heroes volunteered to put themselves in dangerous, life-threatening situations to preserve human freedom. The Boot Campaign motto is simple…“When they come back, we give back.” The Boot Girls want every person within reach of our website to tangibly give back to our troops by buying a pair of combat boots and proudly wearing or displaying them. "  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wont you visit their website and help them make a difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go to http://www.bootcampaign.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and "  GET YOUR BOOTS ON"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all our Men and Women who served our country......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THANK YOU!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-8137151657485412711?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/8137151657485412711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=8137151657485412711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8137151657485412711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8137151657485412711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2010/07/boot-campaignshow-our-troops-you-care.html' title='The BOOT Campaign~Show our Troops you Care'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1305/4710467557_3e22974905_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-100562349108777517</id><published>2010-04-19T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:25:43.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Oklahoma City Bombing&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Oklahoma City Memorial&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oklahoma'/><title type='text'>15 Years Ago.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wolfhuntress2002/2463868518/" title="Sorrow by Barbwire&amp;amp;Roses, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sorrow" height="500" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2064/2463868518_6ee3258fdf.jpg" width="356" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;St. Joseph's Old Cathedral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"And Jesus Wept"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;St. Joseph's is one of the oldest mortar and brick churches in the city and was almost destroyed in the blast.&amp;nbsp; Even though this statute is not associated with the memorial, the statute of Jesus Weeping reminds us of the devastation caused on that horriable day that took so many lives from us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On April 19, 1995, Timothy McVeigh entered Oklahoma City at 8:50 am CST.&amp;nbsp; By 9:00, Oklahoma City would be brought to it's knee's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Timothy McVeigh had planted a bomb inside a Ryder Truck which contained 4,800 pounds&amp;nbsp;of ammonium nitrate fertilizer, nitromethane, and diesel fuel mixture.&amp;nbsp; The bomb would be detonated in front of the north side of the nine-story Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building.&lt;br /&gt;Timothy McVeigh was not the only participating party in this.&amp;nbsp; Also involved was Terry Nichols, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry Nichols would actually stand trial twice for his unspeakable crimes.&amp;nbsp; The federal government tried him first in 1997.&amp;nbsp; He was found quilty of "conspiring to build a weapon of mass destruction" and eight counts of "involuntary manslaughter of federal officers".&amp;nbsp; Terry was sentenced to life without the chance of parole on 4 June 1998.&amp;nbsp; Then in 2000, the State of Oklahoma would get it's chance.... they sought the death-penalty on 161 counts of first-degree murder (160 non-federal agents and one fetus).&amp;nbsp; On May 26, 2004 a jury of his peers would find him quilty of all counts, but could not agree on the death-penalty issue.&amp;nbsp; Judge Steven W. Taylor, presiding judge would decide on a sentence of 161 consecutive life terms without the chance for parole. Later in 2005, acting on a tip; FBI Agents would search a crawl space in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On April 24, 1997 Timothy McVeigh would stand trial for his part in this horrible attack he executed on Oklahoma City.&amp;nbsp; When all evidence was heard and closing arguments were silenced, it took the jury 23 hours to come back with a verdict.&amp;nbsp; The gury would find McVeigh quilty on eleven counts of murder and conspiracy.&amp;nbsp; The defense for McVeigh tried to get a reduced sentence of "Life in Prision", but it wasn't going to fly this time.&amp;nbsp; McVeigh would be sentenced to DIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May of 2001, the FBI made it public that they had withheld over 3000 documents from McVeigh's defense team.&amp;nbsp; A stay of execution was ordered until further review of the documents could be made.&amp;nbsp; On June 6, 2001 Judge Richard Paul Matsch ruled that none of the documents could prove McVeigh's innocents and ordered the execution to go forward.&amp;nbsp; Because McVeigh was sentenced to Death in a Federal Court, the President had to approve the execution.&amp;nbsp; Once President George W. Bush approved the execution he was sentenced to die by leathal injection.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June 11, 2001 Timothy McVeighs sentence was carried out at a U.S. penitentiary in Terre Haute, Indiana by leathal injection.&amp;nbsp; The execution was witnessed over closed circuit TV so that the relatives of the victims could witness his execution if they so chose to do so.&amp;nbsp; McVeigh's execution would be the first for the Federal Government in 38 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other accomplices were Michael and Terry Fortier.&amp;nbsp; Michael helped case the Murry Building prior to the bombing and his wife Terry helped laminate the fake ID that would later be used to rent the Ryder Truck that was used in the bombing.&amp;nbsp; In exchange for his testimony against McVeigh and Nichols, Fortier received a reduced sentence and his wife received immunity by the request of her husband for his testimony.&amp;nbsp; Fortiner was released early on good behavior and is now&amp;nbsp;in the Witness Protection Program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the wake of this devastation, Congress has enacted new legislation, new safeguards have been set in place for current&amp;nbsp;Federal Building and new construction guidelines have also been created for new construction.&amp;nbsp;In wake of the attack on Oklahoma City, the new security measures put in place at all Federal Buildings cost in excess of $600 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wolfhuntress2002/2463868872/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Rembering............. by Barbwire&amp;amp;Roses, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rembering............." height="357" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2017/2463868872_2ce1228f06.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oklahoma City Memorial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;outdoor symbolic Memorial was dedicated on April 19, 2000.&amp;nbsp; The Memorial Museum was dedicated on Presidents Day on February 19, 2001.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My first visit to the memorial was in October of 2007 with my mom and cousin who were visiting for the first time from Michigan.&amp;nbsp; I was not really sure what to expect when I arrived.&amp;nbsp; The first thing that I came to was the chain link fence that leads up to the large walls that seperate the outside world from the inside where the reflection pool is located and the chairs that represent each of the 168 victims who lost their life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first that I remember seeing was this mass ocean of flowers, teddy bears and the one thing that stood out the most was a "Fireman's Jacket".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S80qzWKCeGI/AAAAAAAABQ4/geaIuhm__lw/s1600/img762.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S80qzWKCeGI/AAAAAAAABQ4/geaIuhm__lw/s320/img762.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;photo taken by:&amp;nbsp; Rene Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S80t70S_BLI/AAAAAAAABRA/FHOSYMQTVpY/s1600/img765.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S80t70S_BLI/AAAAAAAABRA/FHOSYMQTVpY/s320/img765.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;photo taken by: Rene Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The photos above were taken in October of 2007 and the amount of offerings to remember victims by is overwhelming.&amp;nbsp; A friend who worked the OK City Bombing told me that the stuff is frequently collected after a time and placed in storage.&amp;nbsp; At that time, no one knew exactly what to do with all the stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After you get past the fence and all the gifts you come to a large wall with an opening in it.&amp;nbsp; At the top of the wall it reads:&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;We come here to remember those who were killed, those who survived and those changed forever. May all who leave here know the impact of violence. May this memorial offer comfort, strength, peace, hope and serenity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I entered the "Gates of Time" it was as if time stood still!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once inside the reflection pool area it was as if the whole world had stopped.&amp;nbsp; I don't remember hearing the outside traffic noise.&amp;nbsp; One forgets your in the heart of downtown Oklahoma City.&amp;nbsp; My heart stopped and by breath was taken away by the tranquility of the moment and what I was experiencing.&amp;nbsp; I reflected back to the day this event had taken place and remembered where I was when I saw what had happened.&amp;nbsp; I remember seeing all the devastation on TV.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe that something like this had hit so close to home.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But as I stood in side, I began to realize the magnitude of the events that had taken place on April 15, 1995.&amp;nbsp; While I knew no one who had been killed, I could not help control the amount of emotions that began flooding my being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As you enter the gates you are asked to remain silent in rememberance of those lives lost here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S80uCB8KWCI/AAAAAAAABRI/lod6RvMFgN4/s1600/img769.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S80uCB8KWCI/AAAAAAAABRI/lod6RvMFgN4/s320/img769.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;photo by:&amp;nbsp; Rene Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As you enter the door through the "&lt;a href="http://host.newspin360.net/okcnationalmemorial2/"&gt;Gates of Time&lt;/a&gt;"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;you see another wall and in between them is a winding stair area for visitors to work their way through.&amp;nbsp; On the other side of the wall you first see the reflection pool in front of you and to your right the chairs that represent those who lost their lives.&amp;nbsp;At night the chairs light&amp;nbsp;up so that visitors my see them in the reflection pool.&amp;nbsp; If one will look closely, they will notice&amp;nbsp;there are two different size chairs.&amp;nbsp; The smaller of the two represent the children who lost their lives in the blast.&amp;nbsp; On the birthday's of the victims, the light in the chair is changed to a different color so.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The wall at the end of the reflection pool reads 9:01 am (the time just before the bomb exploded) and the wall you pass through as you enter into the reflection pool reads 9:03 am (the time that everything stopped).&amp;nbsp; The bomb exploded at 9:02.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To the left is a walk way that leads to the Museum.&amp;nbsp; As you approach the front you will see a wall which was made from tiles created by school children across the USA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S800lt8_ciI/AAAAAAAABRQ/UNNIw1BcTDo/s1600/img766.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S800lt8_ciI/AAAAAAAABRQ/UNNIw1BcTDo/s320/img766.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;photo by: Rene Corwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S8000-DvdMI/AAAAAAAABRY/Af5gCCAjLp4/s1600/img763.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S8000-DvdMI/AAAAAAAABRY/Af5gCCAjLp4/s320/img763.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;photo by: Rene Corwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a photo of one of the many individual tiles that create the wall in front of the Museum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In front of the wall is a large "CHALK BOARD" area for children to write messages to the victims and their families.&amp;nbsp; Because it is hard for children to remain quiet, this is a place for them to express their feelings and emotions without silence....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The folowing photos were taken by Rene Corwin during our visit to the Memorial.&amp;nbsp; My youngest son Dustin and her grandson Gabe both left messages for the victims and their familes.&amp;nbsp; While Gabe was really to young to realize what was going on, my youngest son was not.&amp;nbsp; His message touched my heart and made me stop and realize just how this event touched everyone; even those to young to know.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S8037etiuJI/AAAAAAAABRg/V7uhnzMqd64/s1600/img768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S8037etiuJI/AAAAAAAABRg/V7uhnzMqd64/s320/img768.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah and her son Gabe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S804IE1x0KI/AAAAAAAABRo/l4X461gsu5E/s1600/img767.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S804IE1x0KI/AAAAAAAABRo/l4X461gsu5E/s320/img767.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My youngest son Dustin and his message....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We come here to remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;those who were killed, those who survived&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and those changed forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May all who leave here know the impact of violence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May this memorial offer comfort, strength,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;peace, hope and serenity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-100562349108777517?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/100562349108777517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=100562349108777517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/100562349108777517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/100562349108777517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2010/04/15-years-ago.html' title='15 Years Ago.....'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2064/2463868518_6ee3258fdf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-3231654746900061907</id><published>2010-04-04T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T14:00:22.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Iowa Park&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Pine Tree&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S7jSpfj7DmI/AAAAAAAABQo/WqwzO9MOvTk/s1600/Wagon+Ride+03302010+073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S7jSpfj7DmI/AAAAAAAABQo/WqwzO9MOvTk/s320/Wagon+Ride+03302010+073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken by:&amp;nbsp; Robin Inge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Gordon Lake"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;March 30, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well First, I would like to wish everyone a very "Happy Easter".&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Earlier in the week, my mother told me about an email she had gotten regarding "Pine Tree's" and Easter.&amp;nbsp; The email said that when Spring arrives, the pine tree's begin their new growth and can be seen by the new sprouts at the top of the tree.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She then said the email went on to say that on Easter Sunday, the spouts open and form a cross.&amp;nbsp; I don't know how true it is, but I have take the photo above to show what the tree looked like earlier in the week.&amp;nbsp; I will update this a little later with another photo to see if the story is true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Happy Easter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"UPDATE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S7j9NPbkh4I/AAAAAAAABQw/Y-XnWd-NM_A/s1600/04042010+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S7j9NPbkh4I/AAAAAAAABQw/Y-XnWd-NM_A/s320/04042010+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Photo taken by:&amp;nbsp; Robin Inge&lt;br /&gt;"Easter Sunday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they don't look like I expected.&amp;nbsp; However, with the way the weather has been lately I wonder if the warm and cold temperature changes have something to do with it.&amp;nbsp; Judge for yourself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-3231654746900061907?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/3231654746900061907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=3231654746900061907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3231654746900061907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3231654746900061907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S7jSpfj7DmI/AAAAAAAABQo/WqwzO9MOvTk/s72-c/Wagon+Ride+03302010+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-1085375537739712431</id><published>2010-03-22T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T19:55:28.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Print24&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Apple iPad&quot;'/><title type='text'>How I would use an Apple iPad</title><content type='html'>So, recently I happened across a new company called &lt;a href="http://print24.com/us-en/"&gt;PRINT 24&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000497957850#!/print24.us?ref=ts"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I noticed they were giving away an Apple iPad and thought it would come in handy so decided to enter the contest.&amp;nbsp; Here is what you have to do.... Write an article and post it to your blog about how you would use the iPad and then link it back to &lt;a href="http://print24.com/blog/2010/03/win-a-brand-new-apple-ipad/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Simple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a single mom who works a full time job and a full time student, I have a pretty busy schedule.&amp;nbsp; My youngest son is involved in Boy Scouts and they do weekly meetings, community projects, work days and various activities; along with monthly campouts every month of the year regardless of the weather conditions.&amp;nbsp; Since we live in Texas that seems to be a big order here lately, never know minute to minute what that is going to be here lately.&amp;nbsp; Just this weekend, I went hicking on one day with tempretures in the 70's and sunny and that evening as we got off the mountain it turned to rain and by night fall it was sleeting and we work to 2 inches of snow.&amp;nbsp; My boyfriend works the Oil and Gas Refinery business as a Safty Man and sometimes a piper; therefore he travels about 80-90% of the year.&amp;nbsp; We get his daughter every other weekend and various holidays and are constantly running and planning activities when they are home.&amp;nbsp; So my life is constantly going in a hundred different directions.&amp;nbsp; Then when you throw in my school schedule and My hobbies of photography and volunteering with the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation you can only imagine what kind of calendar I keep.&amp;nbsp; I have one for each project.&amp;nbsp; Plus, my calendar at work on my computer and two on my computer at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently my son transferred scout troops and I was elected to be in charge of scheduling the campouts for the troop.&amp;nbsp; So I have to keep up with where they have been, where they are going, deposits, who is going where and who has what.&amp;nbsp; With Ronnie, I have to keep up with his travel dates for work, mileage and all his what nots that he throws my way.&amp;nbsp; Dustin has all his merit badges that I keep up with and what date he is doing what training and where he needs to be for volunteer work.&amp;nbsp; I have homework assignements, test, projects for school and recently I started doing photography and genealogy research for a side business and I need a personal assistant.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was to win the iPad I could keep everyone's schedule at my finger tips and wold be able to stay on task without having a hundred different calendars for each and every job I do.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong, I can find anything they need at the drop of a hat, but only when I get to where my calendars are.&amp;nbsp; This way if they call me, I would have it right there and be able to answer any question they had regarding their schedule.&amp;nbsp; The best part is if I had the iPad, I could give them the paper version of my schedule and they could look themselves.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; (Just a thought)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing it would help me do is have a more flexiable way of scheduling events and task for the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"COWGIRL UP"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-1085375537739712431?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/1085375537739712431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=1085375537739712431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/1085375537739712431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/1085375537739712431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-i-would-use-apple-ipad.html' title='How I would use an Apple iPad'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-6225008578533407053</id><published>2010-03-17T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T18:52:03.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Get A Life&quot;'/><title type='text'>Seriously.....</title><content type='html'>OK! To the stalker I've had watching me wanting to see what I'm doing.... I have tried my hardest to tell you I know who you are. But I guess your not that smart and obviously cant read because your still there. So here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I COULD CARE LESS WHETHER YOUR WATCHING OR NOT. (I am truly flattered you dont have anything better to do that spend your time with me).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. COWGIRL UP! Put your BIG GIRL panties on and DEAL WITH LIFE! ( In english: GET OVER IT)... time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; If you can't understand Rule 1 or 2 see rule 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. GET A FREAKING LIFE OF YOUR OWN! Any future issues just email me. BE A BIG GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those of you who may see this, and just stoppin by to say hi or see what life is doing in Wichita Falls, please continue to stop by. We just happen to have one RAT in the wood pile who seems that life has nothing better than to follow me and see what dirt she might be able to find. She seems consumed with something she has no control over and instead of moving on and accepting life wants to make life for other Miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;However, what she don't realize is she is the miseable one and needs to grow up. After all these years and still comsumed with bitterness. She ought to count her blessing and be thankful that the ones in her life are there instead of trying to push them away. Instead of thinking about herself, she might ought to think about those that are more important... But since she is so consumed with bitterness and revenage I guess she is to busy to see what is truly important.&amp;nbsp; I find it quiet sad that she can't enjoy the beautiful day we have outside enjoying life.&amp;nbsp; We are.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to&amp;nbsp;spend the day having fun with kids and family.... Hope all are having a wonderful Spring Break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-6225008578533407053?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/6225008578533407053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=6225008578533407053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6225008578533407053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6225008578533407053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2010/03/seriously.html' title='Seriously.....'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-7278447974810605035</id><published>2010-03-17T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T10:42:52.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;St. Patrick&apos;s Day&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ireland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;St. Patrick&quot;'/><title type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S6ENWChvZYI/AAAAAAAABOw/iwHXrrJR0mY/s1600-h/websmall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S6EQTB5vrcI/AAAAAAAABO4/2jmMJLdWNZM/s1600-h/250px-Saint_Patrick_(window).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S6EQTB5vrcI/AAAAAAAABO4/2jmMJLdWNZM/s320/250px-Saint_Patrick_(window).jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Patrick"&gt;St. Patrick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Latin:&lt;/strong&gt; Sanctus Patricius, &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Irish:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Naomh Pádraig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Born&lt;/strong&gt; c. AD 387 Banna Venta Berniae, Britain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(suggested to be near Birdoswald, Cumbria, England)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Died&lt;/strong&gt; 17 March, 461&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Venerated in Roman Catholic Church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eastern Orthodoxy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anglican Communion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lutheran Church &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feast&lt;/strong&gt; 17 March (&lt;em&gt;Saint Patrick's Day&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;St. Patricks Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Lá Fhéile Pádraig)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May love and laughter light your days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and warm your heart and home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May good and faithful friends be yours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wherever you may roam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May peace and plenty bless your world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with joy that long endures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May all life's passing seasons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bring the best to you and yours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Patrick%27s_Day"&gt;History:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;St. Patricks day is always celebrated on the 17th day of March unless if falls on a day during "Holy Week" (Last week of Lent and the week before Easter).&amp;nbsp; This even has happened in 1940 and 2008.&amp;nbsp; The next St. Patricks day will not fall during &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holy_Week"&gt;"Holy Week"&lt;/a&gt; unti the year 2160.&amp;nbsp; The holiday was named after St. Patrick; one of the most recognized patron Saints of Ireland.&amp;nbsp; St. Patricks Day began as a pure Catholic Holiday and had turned into an official fest day by the early 1600's.&amp;nbsp; The color green was not the color recognized orginally by the Patron St. Patrick, but instead the color was &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Patrick%27s_blue"&gt;blue&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; In the early 17th Century, green ribbons and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shamrock"&gt;shamrocks&lt;/a&gt; were worn in celebration of the holiday, thus changing the color to green.&amp;nbsp; It is said that St. Patrick used the 3-leaf plant to explain the "Holy Trinity" to pre-christian Irish.&amp;nbsp; It is also said that Ireland has celebrated St. Patrick's Day since the early 1600's.&amp;nbsp; In 1903 St. Patricks Day became an official holiday in Ireland; thanks to the Bank Holiday (Ireland) Act 1903, an Act of the United Kingdom Parliament introduced by the Irish MP James O'Mara..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-7278447974810605035?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/7278447974810605035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=7278447974810605035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7278447974810605035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7278447974810605035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/S6EQTB5vrcI/AAAAAAAABO4/2jmMJLdWNZM/s72-c/250px-Saint_Patrick_(window).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-7157404907564973336</id><published>2010-01-04T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:41:53.702-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Well, today was my first day back to work and let me say it was a mess.&amp;nbsp; Next week is registration for Spring 2010 at the college so everyone that I didn't see and even some of those that I already saw before Christmas came in or called or both today.&amp;nbsp; When I arrived this morning at 7:30 am they were already in line to see me and the phone was ringing off the hook.&amp;nbsp; Not to mention some 80+ voicemails that I had.&amp;nbsp; Hello, my voicemail message stated:&amp;nbsp; "&lt;strong&gt;DO NOT LEAVE A MESSAGE&lt;/strong&gt;"&amp;nbsp; we will not monitor or return our calls and will be OUT till Jan 4.&amp;nbsp; Do people not listen?&amp;nbsp; I spent 90% of my day repeating my self because people dont listen.&amp;nbsp; How do they expect to pass classes if they dont listen?&amp;nbsp; Oh, and the majority of them are not kids just out of highschool, they are ADULTS!&amp;nbsp; You heard me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that everyone had a wonderful Christmas and an enjoyable and safe New Year.&amp;nbsp; Did you get what you wanted from Santa.&amp;nbsp; I did!&amp;nbsp; Ronnie was able to be at home with us through the New Year before he had to return to work.&amp;nbsp; He called to let me know he arrived safely.&amp;nbsp; I hate when he is gone, but in the economy we have right now, I am glad he has a job.&amp;nbsp; We got to spend New Years with our friends and family and had a blast playing the WII and laughing our butts off at everyone making a fool of themselves.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had wished for "A White Christmas" also, and got it and then some.&amp;nbsp; I have lived in Texas all my life and have never seen that much snow in one place other than on the TV or picures.&amp;nbsp; WOW!&amp;nbsp; Let me tell you, non of us here were prepared for it.&amp;nbsp; I stayed my happy little butt in the house.&amp;nbsp; NOT because Ronnie said so either... but I did take it into consideration.&amp;nbsp; Figured the pain on not getting out was way less than that of hearing him grip at me.&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; On top of that, it was a lot worse than I thought it was.&amp;nbsp; I could not believe the amount of cars stranded in the snow on Christmas Morning as we drove from Wichita Falls, to Electra TX.&amp;nbsp; WOW!&amp;nbsp; I did enjoy the snow though... it was absolutely beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to all of you who pass through.... please have a wonderful, safe, loving and eventful 2010!&amp;nbsp; Stop by and say hi once in a while....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years Resolution:&amp;nbsp; To Enjoy this year to the fullest and make each moment a memory!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-7157404907564973336?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/7157404907564973336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=7157404907564973336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7157404907564973336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7157404907564973336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-2883392177480188919</id><published>2009-12-17T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T13:08:25.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memoris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Almost Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SyqbVN8beLI/AAAAAAAAAwY/56Q-saK_-h4/s1600-h/ce152e66-732e-44a5-8d98-086309d09a8d-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SyqbVN8beLI/AAAAAAAAAwY/56Q-saK_-h4/s320/ce152e66-732e-44a5-8d98-086309d09a8d-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas 1974&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sherman TX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;" notice the little puppy in the floor"&amp;nbsp; My favorite toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SyqbTwbDswI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/yGjW0bmSdac/s1600-h/ba234fe8-937e-4357-b42d-912c32a1a5b4-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SyqbTwbDswI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/yGjW0bmSdac/s320/ba234fe8-937e-4357-b42d-912c32a1a5b4-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My first Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas 1974&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well, it is almost Christmas and everyone is rushing around putting up the last string of lights, getting the cards in the mail (does anyone do that anymore), and getting those last&amp;nbsp;minute gifts bought.&amp;nbsp; Now, we have to get the time to wrap all the little buggers.&amp;nbsp; Family making plans to be at grandma's house.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite memories are from Christmas' Past when my grandmother and great-grandmother would rush us off to bed and tuck us in and tell us to hurry off to sleep so Santa would be on his way.&amp;nbsp; My dad would pop in once in a while and tell us that he heard Santa was stuck up in the mountains because of the snow and my sister and I would worry if he was going to make it.&amp;nbsp; I would sneak a peek to see if it had started snowing or listen for the sounds of hooves on the roof top.&amp;nbsp; While waiting to grab a glimpse of Santa, we would drift off to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Morning would come arrive and Kris and I would pop out of bed, before anyone was awake (so we thought).&amp;nbsp; As we ran into the living room to see what Santa brought, we would find my grandmothers already hard at work on Christmas Dinner.&amp;nbsp; I still remember the smells of my Great-Grandmother's house as if she were here now.&amp;nbsp; My Aunt, Grandpa, Dad and both my grandmother's would all be present and away we would go to open the presents.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am all grown up and have children of my own, it is still those memories that I remember and what I so very much want for my children.&amp;nbsp; Now that I look back, I realize it wasn't what was in the boxes that was so important, but the memories that stayed from those Christmas gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To each and everyone who stops by Just Another Day.... please take a moment this Christmas Season and remember those special moments.&amp;nbsp; We often forget the little things that mean so much.&amp;nbsp; It is not what is inside that box that you will remember in the years ahead, but the love that was placed in picking that gift, and the special care and love that was given when picking out the paper and tieing that last bow.&amp;nbsp; To you and your family, I wish each and everyone a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SyqbVN8beLI/AAAAAAAAAwY/56Q-saK_-h4/s1600-h/ce152e66-732e-44a5-8d98-086309d09a8d-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SyqbVN8beLI/AAAAAAAAAwY/56Q-saK_-h4/s320/ce152e66-732e-44a5-8d98-086309d09a8d-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3968251883464926065-2883392177480188919?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/2883392177480188919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=2883392177480188919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2883392177480188919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2883392177480188919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/12/almost-christmas.html' title='Almost Christmas'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SyqbVN8beLI/AAAAAAAAAwY/56Q-saK_-h4/s72-c/ce152e66-732e-44a5-8d98-086309d09a8d-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-6418585309570272410</id><published>2009-12-04T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T04:20:11.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Burnt Toast&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Breath of Life&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>BURNT TOAST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sxj9wgUABpI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Bo0CgDo3sXY/s1600-h/securedownload.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sxj9wgUABpI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Bo0CgDo3sXY/s320/securedownload.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was a little boy, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage, and extremely burned toast in front of my dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yet, all my dad did was reach for his toast, smile at my mom, and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that toast and eat every bite! I got up from the table, and I heard my mom apologize to my dad for burning the toast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll never forget what he said. 'Baby, I love burned toast.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night, and asked if he really liked his toast burned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He wrapped me in his arms and said, 'Little Buddy, Momma had a hard day at work today and she's real tired. Besides, a little burnt toast never hurt anyone! Life is full of imperfect things, and imperfect people. Personnaly, I'm not the best at some things either.' I've learned over the years that learning to accept each other's faults, and choosing to celebrate each other's differences, is one of the most important steps to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship. This could be extended to any relationship because understanding is the base on which any relationship is built, be it husband-wife, parent-child, or in friendship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket but into your own. No one else can MAKE you happy, your happiness is a choice you make. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People will always forget what you do, they will forget what you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;say, but will never, ever forget the way you make them feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/3968251883464926065-6418585309570272410?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/6418585309570272410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=6418585309570272410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6418585309570272410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6418585309570272410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-i-was-little-boy-my-mom-liked-to.html' title='BURNT TOAST'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sxj9wgUABpI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Bo0CgDo3sXY/s72-c/securedownload.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-7381149212377495152</id><published>2009-10-26T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:20:58.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wolfhuntress2002/4045307036/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2458/4045307036_35a26c8e31_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wolfhuntress2002/4045307036/"&gt;The Moon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/wolfhuntress2002/"&gt;wolfhuntress2002&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My youngest son got to visit Three Rivers Astonomy Camp this weekend with his Astonomy Club that he joined at school this year. This was the photo that he captured of the moon.  He took the photo with his camera looking through the telescope.  Not bad for 13 I dont think.  They didn't get to see as much as they wanted since we had cloud cover begin to form late in the afternoon here in West Texas.  However, they cooked out and got to have a great trip anyway.  They were able to get a few pics though....&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-7381149212377495152?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/7381149212377495152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=7381149212377495152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7381149212377495152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7381149212377495152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/10/moon.html' title='The Moon'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2458/4045307036_35a26c8e31_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-4474748939180351963</id><published>2009-10-06T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T19:31:40.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Where the Wild Things Are&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Maurice Sendak&quot;'/><title type='text'>"Where the Wild Things Are"... by Maurice Sendak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Ssv9DQJ-2VI/AAAAAAAAAq8/0S3d3ugAyAo/s1600-h/WHERE+THE+WILD+THINGS+ARE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Ssv9DQJ-2VI/AAAAAAAAAq8/0S3d3ugAyAo/s320/WHERE+THE+WILD+THINGS+ARE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In Theaters:&amp;nbsp; OCTOBER 16, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am so excited about this movie.... This was a childhood favorite of mine and most of my children when they were young.&amp;nbsp; This will be a definite on the christmas list this year....&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/3968251883464926065-4474748939180351963?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/4474748939180351963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=4474748939180351963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/4474748939180351963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/4474748939180351963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-wild-things-are-by-maurice-sendak.html' title='&quot;Where the Wild Things Are&quot;... by Maurice Sendak'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Ssv9DQJ-2VI/AAAAAAAAAq8/0S3d3ugAyAo/s72-c/WHERE+THE+WILD+THINGS+ARE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-621078317590356996</id><published>2009-10-01T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T07:42:01.689-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patients'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Two Horses&quot;'/><title type='text'>TWO HORSES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SsS-Isp3aRI/AAAAAAAAApo/zGxK1oX9Njw/s1600-h/securedownload.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SsS-Isp3aRI/AAAAAAAAApo/zGxK1oX9Njw/s320/securedownload.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a field, with two horses in it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From a distance, each horse looks like any other horse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if you stop your car, or are walking by, you will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;notice something quite amazing. Looking into the eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of one horse will disclose that he is blind. His owner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;has chosen not to have him put down, but has made a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;good home for him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This alone is amazing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you stand nearby and listen, you will hear the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sound of a bell. Looking around for the source of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the sound, you will see that it comes from the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;smaller horse in the field.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Attached to the horse's halter is a small bell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It lets the blind friend know where the other&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;horse is, so he can follow...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As you stand and watch these two horses, you'll see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that the horse with the bell is always checking on the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blind horse, and that the blind horse will listen for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the bell and then slowly walk to where the other&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;horse is, trusting that he will not be led astray.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the horse with the bell returns to the shelter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of the barn each evening, it stops occasionally and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;looks back, making sure that the blind friend isn't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;too far behind to hear the bell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like the owners of these two horses, God does not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;throw us away just because we are not perfect or&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because we have problems or challenges.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He watches over us and even brings others into our&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ives to help us when we are in need.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes we are the blind horse being guided by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the little ringing bell of those who God places in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our lives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Other times we are the guide horse, helping others&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to find their way....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good friends are like that... you may not always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;see them, but you know they are always there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please listen for my bell and I'll listen for yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And remember...be kinder than necessary - everyone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you meet is fighting some kind of battle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Live simply,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Love generously,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Care deeply,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Speak kindly.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Leave the rest to God... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3968251883464926065-621078317590356996?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/621078317590356996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=621078317590356996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/621078317590356996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/621078317590356996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-horses.html' title='TWO HORSES'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SsS-Isp3aRI/AAAAAAAAApo/zGxK1oX9Njw/s72-c/securedownload.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-8263534348768659722</id><published>2009-09-29T21:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:07:06.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pippi Longstocking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ichabodhides/2140312963/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2166/2140312963_2092a560b0_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ichabodhides/2140312963/"&gt;Pippi Longstocking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ichabodhides/"&gt;ichabodhides&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is what I am gonna be for HALLOWEEN!  I can't wait... I have not seen Pippi since the night my sister went into labor with my niece Christian.  She called at about 2 am and told me she was in labor.  I didn't believe her.  I had played some nasty tricks on her while she was pregnant and I though she was just playing around.  While talking to her, I was watching the TV and noticed that Pippi was on HBO... so I sat there for a spelll and watched TV.  She called me about 4 wanting to know where I was and told her walking out the door... !  The deal was she was being induced that morning... so I thought what's the hurry!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-8263534348768659722?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/8263534348768659722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=8263534348768659722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8263534348768659722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8263534348768659722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/09/pippi-longstocking.html' title='Pippi Longstocking'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2166/2140312963_2092a560b0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-4592422753435113375</id><published>2009-09-26T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T07:56:31.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beagle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best friend'/><title type='text'>Meet Copper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sr4rMsksfHI/AAAAAAAAAn0/FvuZ-bhcj_0/s1600-h/SDC11989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385789701505186930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sr4rMsksfHI/AAAAAAAAAn0/FvuZ-bhcj_0/s320/SDC11989.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo taken by:  Robin Inge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is Dustin's new BEST FRIEND Copper. He got him for his birthday and this is the first weekend that they have been apart. Let me tell you, I'm not sure how Dustin is holding up, as he is on a Canoe trip with the Scout Troop 15 down on the Brazo's River this weekend, but it is hard on Copper.... and I both. He didn't want to sleep last night, so for the first time since moving to a new home, he actually slept outside. I couldn't get any sleep... he wanted to play and make noise all night. He made 1000 trips back and forth to Dustin's room. He'd sit in front of the door and watch and hope the door would open and Dustin would let him in.  He don't know what's going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-4592422753435113375?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/4592422753435113375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=4592422753435113375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/4592422753435113375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/4592422753435113375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/09/meet-copper.html' title='Meet Copper'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sr4rMsksfHI/AAAAAAAAAn0/FvuZ-bhcj_0/s72-c/SDC11989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-7198383197743746535</id><published>2009-09-16T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:16:25.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Electra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TX&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walkers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Well, this was originally posted last year!  But I have such a wonderful family I wanted to share it again.  My family gives above and beyond and I want them to know that I love them very much!  This video is dedicated to Ronnie, Rosalee, Wenona, Michael, Dustin, Christian, Raegan and Madi.  I love each of you very much and hope that you all know how very much you are loved and appreciated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="FLVPlayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=" width="408" height="382" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=5306842b9798f1d1c649db&amp;amp;skin_id=1703&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 15px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px/20px verdana,arial,sans-serif; WIDTH: 408px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=5306842b9798f1d1c649db&amp;amp;skin_id=1703&amp;amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/5306842b9798f1d1c649db/1703.gif" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt4" target="_blank"&gt;Make an on-line slideshow at &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's been a few months since I stopped in and wanted to say hi to all my friends. If you take the time to watch this video, you will see life has been pretty busy around our house. Thanksgiving this year, really was special to me and wanted to share a little of why with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began working on this video as a Christmas Present for Rosalee... as I worked on it, I realized just how much I had to be thankful for and just how lucky I was. This past year has been filled with ups and downs... but life has had a way of seeing me through. Recently I found a wonderful job that I truly love and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through in a wonderful family and what else could a person need. Raegan tells, everyone she is not reach, but she is wealthy. You know, she is right... she is! We all are! Most of us measure our wealth in $$$$.... well we are much richer when we stop and take account our familes and the small things we have. I have been blessed with wonderful children, nieces and nephews, my father and grandmother and now with a whole new family. I am very Thankful for what I have and couldn't ask for anything more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the world around us falls apart we should stop and thing about what we truly have and give thanks for what God has given us. Most of us spend our time worring about what we dont have and what everyone else around us has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People spend there life making others around them miserable instead of taking the time to just appreciate what they have. Life would be so much better if we would just slow down and be thankful and appreciate what we have......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the number of moments that take our breath away."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-7198383197743746535?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/7198383197743746535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=7198383197743746535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7198383197743746535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7198383197743746535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-2673147927565621204</id><published>2009-09-14T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:52:57.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Breath of Life&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Cystic Fibrosis&quot;'/><title type='text'>MONDAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, class was full of information.  My brain is in overload and have to study for my test tomorrow night.  Work was uneventful today, which by the way is nice for a change.  This is probably the first slow day I have had since Fall Registration.  However, soon enough it will speed back up and kick into gear for Spring Registration.  Can you believe it, 2010 is just around the corner.  Where did the time go?  Our annual &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.walkersforlife.blogspot.com"&gt;Breath of Life Gala for Cystic Fibrosis &lt;/a&gt;is rapidly approaching as well.  I sure hope that it is a successful one since our donations have not reached the goal yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to send a special " I LOVE YOU"!  out to Ronnie to let him know that I love him very much and miss him even more.  I hope that you will be home soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-2673147927565621204?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/2673147927565621204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=2673147927565621204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2673147927565621204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2673147927565621204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/09/monday.html' title='MONDAY!!!!'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-8040746894854374951</id><published>2009-09-11T06:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T06:33:32.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destruction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9/11'/><title type='text'>September 11, 2001:  Remembering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;That morning as I drove to school, I had just pulled onto campus and was driving pass the tennis courts when they announced over the radio that a plane had crashed into one of the Twin Towers in New York City. I really didn't know the devastation at that time. I walked into Fred Romanski's Research Class and mentioned in and no one yet knew what was going on. We just thought there had been a plane crash. As we went down to the library to start our assignments, we happened to pass Mr. Owen's history class. They were watching the events unfold on the local news. About the time, I stopped in the door way to see what was happing, the second plane crashed into the towers. At that moment I knew this was not just another plane crash. After class, I drove to McKinney for work at Chili's. I can say the silence inside the restaurant was chiling. I don't think I have seen that sort of emotion ever. Every table I had prayed, spoke to other strangers and asked if you were ok. My grandmother called me at work to make sure I was ok and to see if I knew what was going on. I remember feeling empty that day and not truly understanding the magnatude of the day's events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The following photos are pictures taken from other photographers that were there on that horrible day in America's history. Please take a moment to remember those who lost their lives and the families of those lost. Let's also not forget those who survived that dreaded day and those who risked their lives to help those in need....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musarium.com/stories/magnum911/05.html"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380198439631519698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqpN-a9Y_9I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/AeAku9WPjhs/s320/05mccurry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;photo taken by: &lt;strong&gt;Steve McCurry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The atmosphere was so heavy. Everybody knew the weight of the situation. I was just trying to translate into film what I was actually feeling — horror and loss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was a whole other level of evil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musarium.com/stories/magnum911/07.html"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380198432179811842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqpN9_Mw9gI/AAAAAAAAAnI/R3p5xwVJyLE/s320/07reed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;photo taken by: &lt;strong&gt;Eli Reed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seemed so incongruous, an emergency worker with a small hammer, laboring in this vast destruction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380198423958559154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqpN9gkqmbI/AAAAAAAAAnA/TLLmyq5hxyI/s320/04mccurry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;photo taken by: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steve McCurry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The destruction was total. It hadn't stopped at the last thirty floors, or the last ten. There was only this shell. You couldn't believe your eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"life is not measured by the number of breath's we take, but instead by the number of moments that take our breath away"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of those moments are not always happy ones. We must never forget the events and lives touch or lossed on this dreadful day in America's history.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-8040746894854374951?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.musarium.com/stories/magnum911/index.html' title='September 11, 2001:  Remembering'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/8040746894854374951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=8040746894854374951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8040746894854374951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8040746894854374951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-11-2001-remembering.html' title='September 11, 2001:  Remembering'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqpN-a9Y_9I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/AeAku9WPjhs/s72-c/05mccurry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-5027745556604542650</id><published>2009-09-08T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:58:48.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEPTEMBER'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1996'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DUSTIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU FINALLY DID IT!  YOU MADE IT TO BE A TEENAGER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379307777708381522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sqcj7EvN1VI/AAAAAAAAAmo/gvRw94nxCdQ/s320/09-10-96+(3).jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PHOTO TAKEN BY:  Aunt Kristi shortly after birth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Look at all that Hair"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dustin was born on Sept. 9, 1996 at 8:55am at Wilson N Jones Hospital in Sherman TX.  He weighted a whopping 8lbs 13.2 oz and 21 inches long.  After his first week of life he started to show signs of something wrong, but no one could put there finger on it.  The second week was spent in the hospital and at the end of that week still nothing.  Beginning of week three he was sent to Children's Medical Center with a disorder called "Pyloricstenosis".  It affected a muscle at the opening of the lining to his stomach which caused him not to be able to digest his formula.  Buy this time Dustin barely weighted 6lbs.  At the age of 2, he had his first Serious Asthma Attach which landed him in the hospital again on top of the many number of visits we had spent already.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379307781716963442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sqcj7Tq78HI/AAAAAAAAAmw/3sJSGEG88ZQ/s320/img588.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dustin and his Aunt Vicki at Des' 1st Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;photo taken by:  Chris Franko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, the hospital visits didn't stop Dustin, he loved to play outdoors and love his Aunt Vickie and his Granny Cissy and Nana.  He loved being outside and playing in the dirt like any other boy would.  He was a handful.   &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379307789325849538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sqcj7wBCU8I/AAAAAAAAAm4/y0H_R0jC3kQ/s320/103_3474.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo taken by:  Robin R. Inge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dustin Summer 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dustin has grown into a fine young boy who loves to hunt, fish, build stuff, explore and just have fun.  And still, he is a handful.  Tomorrow he will be 13... the sign of the start of manhood, teen-hood, maturity!  Dustin is a hardworker and usually trys his best at everything he does.  Sometimes he has to have a little nudge here and there, but dont we all.  Tomorrow is a little sad for me ...because my baby of 4 will be 13.  WOW!  That mean's I'm the mother of 4 teens too.  UGG!  Well, I guess that is what God planned!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dustin, I want you to know that I love you very much.  You and I have been through a lot together and we have come a long way.  You have worked so hard this summer and I want you to know how very proud of you I am.  I hope that you will always have that curiosity and drive that you have now.  Don't ever let anyone tell you that you can't do something, because this weekend, building your fishpond, you proved that your very smart and when you set your mind to it you can do anything you want to.  I love you with all my heart!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-5027745556604542650?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/5027745556604542650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=5027745556604542650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5027745556604542650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5027745556604542650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-dustin.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY DUSTIN'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sqcj7EvN1VI/AAAAAAAAAmo/gvRw94nxCdQ/s72-c/09-10-96+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-9093980168895120357</id><published>2009-09-07T07:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T08:17:32.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Fish Ponds&quot;'/><title type='text'>Dustin's Imagination</title><content type='html'>A  few weekends ago, we went and spent the day with Rosalee and watched the Hotter 'N Hell 100. After it was over, everyone went and helped Papa clean out the fish pond in their backyard. While dumping the old water from the pump, we discovered that baby catfish had been hatched. So, Rosalee and Dustin began scoppin them up and putting them into a clean tub of water. Dustin being the inquisitive one wanted to know if they would grow in his fish tank. So he came home with 4. Rosalee told him when they got to big for his tank to bring them back and they would release them. That state triggered a weekend project for Dustin and a life time or worry for the rest of us, because when he gets a project in his mind, non of us are going to get any sleep till it is complete.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, while I was in my office working on homework and the boys were watching tv or doing what boys do, I could hear Dustin outside working and getting into something. I went to check and he was rock hunting back in the woods behind our house. So I left him alone.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning I woke early and went outside to see what the day was looking like and saw something strange in my yard....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378739299209764114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqUe5RTU3RI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Eyei3AI7uMY/s320/102_1524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(all of the stuff was either found at the house or in the woods)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378739316867171682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqUe6TFLhWI/AAAAAAAAAmA/BKATw-7Goyc/s320/102_1526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITEMS TO CREATE YOUR OWN BACKYARD POND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.  GREEN PLASTIC THING:  once home to our guinea pigs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2.  BLUE PLASTIC THING:  part of a child slide found out in woods (FREE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3.  ROCKS:  all found out in the woods. Note:  large center rock is actually piece of concrete once used to anchor pole in ground that was split in half&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4.  CINDER BLOCKS:  found in woods (new probably $5.00 each)  total he has 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5.  WOODEN PALLET:  PART of my dang porch.....to keep things off ground and getting wet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6.  WHITE PLASTIC BUCKET:  ronnie brought home with dirty laundry in it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7.  METAL BUCKET:  HAD a plant in it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8.  T-POST:  Found in woods:  I think $5.00 each&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9.  FISH TANK CLEANING HOSE:  use to make water flow:  DUSTIN'S, $9.99 @ petco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10.  STICKS:  found in woods:  Dustin says to make look more natural...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11.  WATER HOSE:  LEFT ON ALL NIGHT:  Have not gotten water bill yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 153px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378739308891422114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqUe51XnPaI/AAAAAAAAAl4/VkziBMMeTSo/s320/102_1525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My SONS Imagination:  Priceless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378739325315050738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqUe6yjT7PI/AAAAAAAAAmI/RNHRvB2q4g4/s320/102_1527.JPG" /&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/3968251883464926065-9093980168895120357?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/9093980168895120357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=9093980168895120357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/9093980168895120357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/9093980168895120357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/09/dustins-imagination.html' title='Dustin&apos;s Imagination'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqUe5RTU3RI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Eyei3AI7uMY/s72-c/102_1524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-155278432031188463</id><published>2009-09-07T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T07:32:09.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oklahoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beagle'/><title type='text'>Dustin's New Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, let me tell you about the events of this last week and how this all came down to start with... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Wednesday's we get a paper in the mail sorta like the news paper but not as big, not really a shopper either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I get an email from Dustin stating he found a Beagle for $50 or $60 dollars and he has $27 or $25. Wants to know if he can earn more? I told him that we would talk about it when I got home because I was busy at work. So in the mean time he picks up the phone and calls the owner of the dogs and finds out all the information he knows I'm gonna want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I get home he starts asking me a million questions. I told him we would have to wait and talk to Ronnie and see what he thought because I didnt know if it would be a good thing or not. While waiting to talk to Ronnie since he is at work in Nebraska, he sends his Granny Cissy an email.... this is part of the conversation....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dustin:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Granny I need to earn $30 dollars please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Granny:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So Do I!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dustin:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; What? I found a Beagle and he is 50.00 I only got $27 or $25.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Granny:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm at school talk later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dustin:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not trying to be Greedy or rude, but you know I can't get Pepe or Star back. And I need a new best friend. I will do whatever you need me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE:&lt;/strong&gt; Granny and Papa's car had just been put in the shop during this conversation. By the end of the last message, Granny told Papa he was gonna have to find a friend to ride with or walk. Wouldn't hurt him it was close. LMAO! She told me, by this time she was ready to go sell the house so he could have his dog. When I got home he already had everything lined out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqUNsJa9nrI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/AsK6KF1UDYg/s1600-h/SDC11613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378720382058340018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqUNsJa9nrI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/AsK6KF1UDYg/s320/SDC11613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told him that we didn't have a fence.... I came home to this.....! So there blows that excuse. He had went in the small wooded area behind our housing addition and acquired some thrown away fencing. TWO ROLLS! Please remember, this child is only 12. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;............................................. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So again I tell him I am waiting to talk to Ronnie when he isn't so tired at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He then proceeds the next day to call the owner of the puppies and ask him if he can hold them till Friday so he can see if he can earn enough money. The man tell's him yes! He then picks up the phone and calls my LANDLORD and works out a deal to pay out the pet deposit. (He's really serious isn't he). When I get home he has a not for me that states everything he did. Because I have school at night and by time I get home he is in bed. Again, I have not talked to Ronnie.... that evening I talked to Ronnie. He being the level head of the bunch says to me.... We dont' have a PROPER fence and he's not home to help put it up. He also says that Dustin should wait till Dustin can be at home during the day to work with him, because as a baby dont need to be shut up all day while we are at school and work. I AGREE! Needless to say when I relayed all the information to Dustin, it didn't go over very well. However, he didn't say another word about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday comes along and Rosalee and Raegan come over for Dustin's B-day Party. Plans fell apart because all the pools in the area are closed. We foudn one in Burkburnette that was opened and we pile everyone in the cars and head that way. Told them between 2 and 3. We arrive at 2:30 and it is all locked up. UGG! So home we head......&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqUQVZy5P8I/AAAAAAAAAlY/73euJTN-OK0/s1600-h/SDC11614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378723289851576258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqUQVZy5P8I/AAAAAAAAAlY/73euJTN-OK0/s320/SDC11614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids decided they like playing outside..... (whole other story.. will post in a bit). So Rosalee and I sit outside with the kids while they play talking. Our conversation truns to the puppy and Dustin. While talking Dustin comes and says this neighbor guy wants to give him a dog kennel. So we tell him to go check. By this time the guy decides he can sell for $60.00. ...........&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rosalee and the kids go off to check on it and she comes back and her and my mom and I all start making plans. I call to check if they still have pups and they do. So we load the kids up and away we all head to Oklahoma to look at the pups..... I'm sure you can guess what happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqURI4h1lNI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ZXqRMic2VUo/s1600-h/SDC11531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378724174274860242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqURI4h1lNI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ZXqRMic2VUo/s320/SDC11531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We examine the puppies and talk to the man who has the pups and at the end of our time there, we all agree on taking one home. Dustin ask the man how much and he replies by saying: "How much do you have? I hear you have worked very hard, so that you could have one?" Dustin then replies: "Yes Sir!". The man say's "I am gonna make you a deal", and disappears into his barn. When he returns he has a puppy shot in his hand and informs us that this would make his second shot. We all say thank you! As we get ready to leave the man hands Dustin $20.00 of the money he just paied for the dog back and tells him to use it for dog food and the remaning two parvo shots he needs. Dustin smiles and shakes his hand and says thank you and away we head. Since coming hom&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqUVr-7E5dI/AAAAAAAAAlo/yH8urJXBhgA/s1600-h/SDC11612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378729175333266898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqUVr-7E5dI/AAAAAAAAAlo/yH8urJXBhgA/s320/SDC11612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e, I dont think that the puppy has been able to walk on his own, because Dustin and Raegan and my nieces and nephew have done nothing but carry him. This is the shot I took this morning while everyone was asleep. Please keep in mind that his grandmothers have given him a dog cage for him to sleep in, a big dog pillow which he loves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;NOTE:  The pillow that the puppy is laying on is actually the dog pillow that BELONGS in the FLOOR!  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqUVr-7E5dI/AAAAAAAAAlo/yH8urJXBhgA/s1600-h/SDC11612.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqUNsJa9nrI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/AsK6KF1UDYg/s1600-h/SDC11613.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/3968251883464926065-155278432031188463?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/155278432031188463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=155278432031188463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/155278432031188463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/155278432031188463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/09/dustins-new-best-friend.html' title='Dustin&apos;s New Best Friend'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SqUNsJa9nrI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/AsK6KF1UDYg/s72-c/SDC11613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-5082795116655172301</id><published>2009-09-03T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T07:52:11.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandmother'/><title type='text'>MY BEST FRIEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sp_Ltr23lmI/AAAAAAAAAlI/7pHAxDlJIWc/s1600-h/103_3474.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY BEST FRIEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;written by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DUSTIN JACOB INGE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sept., 2, 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this story was written by my son yesterday in English class.  I have not changed or added anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from the original story.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My best friend is My grandma/Rosale.  she would Do eny thing for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I was in the hospital She would Be their Before eny on, mayBe even Before my mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My grandma isnot on to sit on the sofa or her chair &amp;amp; watch tv, she goes outside &amp;amp; plays with all of the kids.  when it is not way to hot to go out side playing instead of watching tv or playing on computers or video games.  When my mom, brother, or me needs help with eny thing she will help.  She will help when U need to talk about somthing or on homework, But no mater what is is she is alway's there to ask for help.  she is the funest most Bestist Friend i have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my Best friend/grandma is the only grandma i know that will Do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; the thing I Love about her her sun Ronnie is Dating my mom &amp;amp; she still calls me her grand babby.  she Do't treat eny of her grand Babby's Different she treats us all the same &amp;amp; that is why i count her as my BEST FRIEND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-5082795116655172301?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/5082795116655172301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=5082795116655172301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5082795116655172301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5082795116655172301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-best-friend.html' title='MY BEST FRIEND'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-5726085037078102799</id><published>2009-08-30T05:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T05:44:34.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Wichita County&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEPHEW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDREW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sppz_hJ5zzI/AAAAAAAAAlA/ZS5v0Vyx9E8/s1600-h/SDC15126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375736640288968498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sppz_hJ5zzI/AAAAAAAAAlA/ZS5v0Vyx9E8/s320/SDC15126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sppz_encwJI/AAAAAAAAAk4/bJA78_3iSNM/s1600-h/SDC15125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375736639607586962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sppz_encwJI/AAAAAAAAAk4/bJA78_3iSNM/s320/SDC15125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/3968251883464926065-5726085037078102799?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/5726085037078102799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=5726085037078102799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5726085037078102799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5726085037078102799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-andrew.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDREW'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sppz_hJ5zzI/AAAAAAAAAlA/ZS5v0Vyx9E8/s72-c/SDC15126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-4525215441200291545</id><published>2009-08-29T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:37:58.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Wichita County&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Hotter &quot;N Hell 100&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Bike Race&quot;'/><title type='text'>HOTTER 'N HELL 100</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Spjnnol8E0I/AAAAAAAAAko/jhsOBOM4iDo/s1600-h/headerImage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375300823364145986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Spjnnol8E0I/AAAAAAAAAko/jhsOBOM4iDo/s320/headerImage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, in a few hours, hundereds of bike riders will hit the streets in Wichita County for the HHH 100.  My sister, nephew and niece are all in town to celebrate Andrew's 6th birthday and we are going to go to Electra, to have coffee with my wonderful mother -in -law and watch the race.  This afternoon we will be having Andrew's birthday party.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe I am up at 3:30 in the morning writing this, but since my sister works nights, she seems to want to be up right now and her annoying voice..... woke me up so now I can't go back to sleep.  LOL!  All the kids are sleeping like babies. Have a great day everyone and if your around Wichita Falls or the surrounding towns watch out for bike riders.  I will post pictures later today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-4525215441200291545?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.hh100.org/' title='HOTTER &apos;N HELL 100'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/4525215441200291545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=4525215441200291545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/4525215441200291545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/4525215441200291545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/08/hotter-n-hell-100.html' title='HOTTER &apos;N HELL 100'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Spjnnol8E0I/AAAAAAAAAko/jhsOBOM4iDo/s72-c/headerImage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-8983750105212803908</id><published>2009-08-25T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T04:56:30.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO SCHOOL</title><content type='html'>Well, it's that time again!  The sound of little feet stomping across the floor, coffee brewing at 5am, Mom yelling get out of bed and the school bus stopping in front of the house.  School has official started here in Wichita Falls and some of the other surrounding areas and the kids are fussy.  I dont like getting up earlier, but I do like the fact they are back in school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both boys came home yesterday gripping because there were mistakes on there schedules and wanted it fixed ASAP and couldn't understand there were hundred's of other students with the same issue.  Funny part is, I had spent there better part of 8 hours at work listening to college students grip and complain because they didnt have the right class or had scheduled themselves into a class on the wrong campus.  Which by the way happens to be 45 min away from Wichita Falls.  So, it was just another day in Paradise.  LMAO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I however, also started back to school last night.  First class of the week is Criminal Behavior and I love the class.  It will be a lot of work, but interesting.  The basic concept of the class is Criminal Profiling.  First thing we did is watch "Eye for an Eye", with Keifer Sutherland.  This will be my Final Exam.  Assignment is to profile the criminal in this case.  YUCK!  I love Keifer, but I hate him in this movie.  He plays a bad guy who rapes and kills a teenage girl and I just hate it.  Anyway,  off to work for another day of late registration and another new class tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE A GREAT DAY EVERYONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-8983750105212803908?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/8983750105212803908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=8983750105212803908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8983750105212803908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8983750105212803908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-school.html' title='BACK TO SCHOOL'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-2480188381680477931</id><published>2009-08-15T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T07:19:55.843-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lookups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WorldVitalRecords.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genealogy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Free Acess&quot;'/><title type='text'>World Vital Records FREE Access until August 18th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://clickserve.cc-dt.com/link/tplclick?lid=41000000027721554&amp;amp;pubid=21000000000159474" target="_blank"&gt;WorldVitalRecords Free Site Access Today!&lt;/a&gt; World Vital Records announced today that it is extending its FREE ACCESS to the site until August 18th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, genealogists now have 4 more days to explore World Vital Records and find ancestors for &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-2480188381680477931?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://olivetreegenealogy.blogspot.com/2009/08/world-vital-records-free-access-until.html' title='World Vital Records FREE Access until August 18th!'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.worldvitalrecords.com/Default.aspx?utm_source=gan&amp;utm_medium=gan&amp;utm_content=k159474&amp;utm_campaign=gan' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/2480188381680477931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=2480188381680477931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2480188381680477931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2480188381680477931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/08/world-vital-records-free-access-until.html' title='World Vital Records FREE Access until August 18th!'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-6217676767584282681</id><published>2009-08-14T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T06:07:12.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>BACK TO REALITY</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been fun while it lasted, but today is the last Friday I have off till next summer rolls around.  Regular work hours go back into affect on Monday and no more Friday's off.  Now, while it sounds really bad, it's not!  However, enjoyed that Friday off and having a three day weekend.  Summer hours at the college were 7:45 am till 5:15 pm and Friday off.  Now we will work 8-5 and on Friday 8-Noon.  So in reality... life is not all that bad.  The good part about half day Friday's other than working only half a day is that the kids will be in school.  My Friday's off have been shared with "rugrats" and no quiet time other than I get up 4 hours before they do.  All in all, it's been great.  Will spend the rest of my weekend working on several projects and trying to complete at least one of them....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-6217676767584282681?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/6217676767584282681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=6217676767584282681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6217676767584282681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6217676767584282681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-reality.html' title='BACK TO REALITY'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-6715684478624251497</id><published>2009-08-10T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T05:33:44.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SoATX5zSlwI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Kf14vDWMv5k/s1600-h/kim-winberry-cowboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368312057199499010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SoATX5zSlwI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Kf14vDWMv5k/s320/kim-winberry-cowboys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I'll take a work day in the saddle, over a day at the office any day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Back to work everyone...&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/3968251883464926065-6715684478624251497?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/6715684478624251497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=6715684478624251497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6715684478624251497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6715684478624251497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-take-work-day-in-saddle-over-day-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SoATX5zSlwI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Kf14vDWMv5k/s72-c/kim-winberry-cowboys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-6185781796938295817</id><published>2009-08-08T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T09:20:54.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vernon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><title type='text'>Saturday Plans...</title><content type='html'>Well, today is gonna be busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna rearrange my living room and then Dustin and I out on a photo shoot expedition together.  Later this evening will be heading to &lt;a href="http://www.vernontexas.org/"&gt;Vernon&lt;/a&gt; to see the Annual Car show tonight.  Will post pictures tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Great Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-6185781796938295817?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/6185781796938295817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=6185781796938295817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6185781796938295817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6185781796938295817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday-plans.html' title='Saturday Plans...'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-1735595588688630288</id><published>2009-08-05T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:34:50.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOJITOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIVEAWAY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;MOONFLOWERS&quot;'/><title type='text'>MOONFLOWERS MOJITOS AND ME:  GIVEAWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SnpcODbIBvI/AAAAAAAAAkI/y8gUxYP0uyE/s1600-h/martini_napkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366703302472369906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SnpcODbIBvI/AAAAAAAAAkI/y8gUxYP0uyE/s320/martini_napkin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Everyone!  Since school is out, I have been spending time reading everyone's blog and I happened across a very wonderful blog called:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cftransplantmiracle.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"  My CF Journey with GOD"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I happend to stop by tonight to see what was going on with my blog friends and she had posted this cute little contest over at :  &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;a href="http://moonflowersmojitosandme.blogspot.com/"&gt;MOONFLOWERS MOJITOS AND ME"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://moonflowersmojitosandme.blogspot.com/"&gt;.  &lt;/a&gt;  The photo to the left is some cute little cooktail napkins that are being given away along with several other cute little items.  Stop by and tell her Wolfhuntress2002 aka (Robin Inge) sent you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEADLINE:  FRIDAY, AUGUST 7, 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-1735595588688630288?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://moonflowersmojitosandme.blogspot.com' title='MOONFLOWERS MOJITOS AND ME:  GIVEAWAY'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/1735595588688630288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=1735595588688630288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/1735595588688630288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/1735595588688630288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/08/moonflowers-mojitos-and-me-giveaway.html' title='MOONFLOWERS MOJITOS AND ME:  GIVEAWAY'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SnpcODbIBvI/AAAAAAAAAkI/y8gUxYP0uyE/s72-c/martini_napkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-8624592089736521211</id><published>2009-08-04T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:53:55.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>FINALS ARE OVER!</title><content type='html'>Well, I finally completed my last final last night!  I spent the evening tonight just recouping and resting.  Hoping to get some projects done the next two weeks before I start Fall class on the 24th.  Hoping to keep up with posting a little more now that I have more time for classes.  I have learned that I wont be taking any more classes during the summer.  Those 4 week classes are killer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-8624592089736521211?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/8624592089736521211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=8624592089736521211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8624592089736521211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8624592089736521211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/08/finals-are-over.html' title='FINALS ARE OVER!'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-3310836033123298583</id><published>2009-07-16T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T07:44:31.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Checking In</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I have not been here in a while.  I started back to school in June and classes are kicking my butt.  Each of my summer sessions have been 4 1/2 weeks long and one of the classes in each one have required some sort of research paper.  This session, my Terrorism Class is requiring a 20-25 page paper on a terrorist group or a trend in terrorism. YUCK!  While I like writing, I would prefer to do something I like.  This topic is not as easy as it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer has gone so fast.  Seems like we just started and it's almost time for School to start.  Went to the grocery store yesterday to get stuff for dinner tonight.  Making dinner for Raegan's last night here in Texas before she returns home and I saw Christmas stuff and Thanksgiving stuff and School Supplies starting to go up on the shelves at the stores I went to.  WHAT?  It's 100+ degree's outside, I can't even begin to think about CHRISTMAS TREE'S!  It's gotta be cold to do that.  Slow down World.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer has been action packed with 4th of July and Cowboy Camp for the kids and lots of other fun family activities.    Gotta run, have lots to do today.  I'm on Vacation till Monday and I'm spending it at the library.  FUN!  Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-3310836033123298583?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/3310836033123298583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=3310836033123298583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3310836033123298583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3310836033123298583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/07/checking-in.html' title='Checking In'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-669896353110961744</id><published>2009-06-14T06:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T06:16:44.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogwood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorado'/><title type='text'>DOGWOOD LEGEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16489083@N05/3553726734/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3589/3553726734_ce15e795c6_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16489083@N05/3553726734/"&gt;DOGWOOD LEGEND&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/16489083@N05/"&gt;maorlando&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A friend on Flikr, posted this lovely photo of a Dogwood tree and I had to share as it brough back wonderful childhood memories. I lived across the street from the Parsons: James, Janice, Rhonda and Macky. Growing up, Rhonda and I were bestfriends. Each year during the summer they would take a family vacation to Colorado and they would invite me. Often times, my father would say no, but I would find ways of changing his mind, like going to my grandmother or great-grandmother and getting them to persuade him otherwise. LOL! As a parent now, I see issues with that, but it was still fun. On our trips to Colorado or anywhere for that reason Janis would have to stop and take mine and Rhonda's photo in front of each and every dogwood tree that we passed. Oh, would Rhonda and I grip. One particular day we had been hanging our heads out the window and our hair was horrid. Janis got that shot too. I wanted to post this in honor of my bestfriend Rhonda and her family as we have drifted apart over the years. But the memories of all the fun times we shared still exsist. Love you guys where ever you are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I wanted to share the ledgend of the Dogwood as I have never heard it before and thought it was truly beautiful. Thanks Maorlando for taking such a wonderful shot and sharing with us.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-669896353110961744?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.flickr.com/photos/16489083@N05/3553726734/' title='DOGWOOD LEGEND'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/669896353110961744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=669896353110961744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/669896353110961744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/669896353110961744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/06/dogwood-legend.html' title='DOGWOOD LEGEND'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3589/3553726734_ce15e795c6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-2456389459269445003</id><published>2009-06-03T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T10:51:59.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>VACATION! VACATION! VACATION!</title><content type='html'>Just a note:  4 more hours and VACATION here I come!  Excited because I get my niece and nephew tomorrow and will have all the kids for the weekend and gonna have fun.  I'm so excited!  Have a great weekend all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-2456389459269445003?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/2456389459269445003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=2456389459269445003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2456389459269445003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2456389459269445003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/06/vacation-vacation-vacation.html' title='VACATION! VACATION! VACATION!'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-6188446246796643365</id><published>2009-06-02T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:20:51.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swampped!</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday was my first day of classes and already swamped with homework.  Major research paper due in 4 weeks along with several other assignments and not even 24 hours into classes.  Have I lost my mind?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-6188446246796643365?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/6188446246796643365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=6188446246796643365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6188446246796643365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6188446246796643365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/06/swampped.html' title='Swampped!'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-2704735532561643725</id><published>2009-05-25T08:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T08:24:15.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom, I want to play too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wolfhuntress2002/3563357454/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3655/3563357454_ce2cba1aeb_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wolfhuntress2002/3563357454/"&gt;Mom, I want to play too!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/wolfhuntress2002/"&gt;wolfhuntress2002&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Spent the day on the Red River in a very special spot, that most people can get to.  However, our family had a blast... right down to the four legged members.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-2704735532561643725?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/2704735532561643725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=2704735532561643725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2704735532561643725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2704735532561643725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/05/mom-i-want-to-play-too.html' title='Mom, I want to play too!'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3655/3563357454_ce2cba1aeb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-7463276098836162114</id><published>2009-05-10T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:54:42.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before I was a Mom, I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby. I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous. I never thought about immunizations. Before I was a Mom, I had never been puked on. Pooped on. Chewed on. Peed on. I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts. I slept all night. Before I was a Mom, I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests. Or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep. Before I was a Mom, I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put her down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt. I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom. Before I was a Mom, I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.. I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby. I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child. I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy. Before I was a Mom, I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom. I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-7463276098836162114?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/7463276098836162114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=7463276098836162114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7463276098836162114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7463276098836162114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='HAPPY MOTHER&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-5201585783667792942</id><published>2009-05-04T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T07:18:19.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wichita Mountains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oklahoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Baby Goose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sf7zc2zsHNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Wyi6x_vU4h0/s1600-h/Mama+Goose+and+baby+04-25-2009+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331966685927447762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sf7zc2zsHNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Wyi6x_vU4h0/s320/Mama+Goose+and+baby+04-25-2009+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Standing Guard"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weekend of my birthday Ronnie took us all camping and we sent the weekend in the &lt;a href="http://http//en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wichita_Mountains_Wildlife_Refuge"&gt;Wichita Mountains&lt;/a&gt;. On Saturday we went up to &lt;a href="http://www.medicinepark.com/"&gt;Medicine Park &lt;/a&gt;and spent several hours walking around while the kids played in the river. Rosalee and I stopped off at the Riverside Cafe and enjoyed the music from the Tavern next door and while enjoying the day noticed a &lt;a href="http://http//en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geese"&gt;Goose&lt;/a&gt; on the rocks across the water from us. We also saw that he was standing guard over his "Lady" and new "Baby".&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331965525008263618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sf7yZSC_KcI/AAAAAAAAAgM/_jS5Y2x8540/s320/Mama+goose+and+baby+042509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mama and Baby"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So this weekend the boys went to their Aunts and our drop off and pick up point was Medicine Park. Yesterday while waiting for everyone to arrive, I went over to see if I could see our new mama and her baby and with hopes that maybe another egg had hatched.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331968240704193170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sf703WzWgpI/AAAAAAAAAgk/s5V2Gf2yNpM/s320/Misc+Family+Pics+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, I found our little family, but they had only had the one little baby Goose. He was so adorable waddling around and exploring his new world. We got to feed him and his parents but we were unable to hand feed like the other geese. They wouldn't let us too close without "Hissing" at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331968245897269010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sf703qJejxI/AAAAAAAAAgs/PZKRMRqfRao/s320/Misc+Family+Pics+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Exploring new Territory"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-5201585783667792942?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/5201585783667792942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=5201585783667792942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5201585783667792942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5201585783667792942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-goose.html' title='Baby Goose'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sf7zc2zsHNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Wyi6x_vU4h0/s72-c/Mama+Goose+and+baby+04-25-2009+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-43317424752232271</id><published>2009-04-29T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T05:06:42.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electra Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Newest Family Member</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know life just amazes me. I have been blessed and been able to witness the birth of two of my nieces. I have also been able to see puppies, kitty cats and even calf's be brought into this world. And no matter how many times I witness it, it brings me to my knee's and makes me realize just how amazing life is. On April 27, 2009 this little fellow came into the world and brought lots of joy to his owner and family and friends. Epecially me since it was my birthday and I had been telling them all along that's when he would grace our presents. And he did!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330081811276394706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SfhBKtjmcNI/AAAAAAAAAgE/m7Iz945P36o/s320/Misc+Family+Pics+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Only 24 hours old &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330081804815358002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SfhBKVfK2DI/AAAAAAAAAf8/t9UKdHKj3BY/s320/Misc+Family+Pics+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Keeping Close to mom and never missing a step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330081800777823778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SfhBKGci9iI/AAAAAAAAAf0/5nihecJ4FGg/s320/Misc+Family+Pics+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skittles is keeping close watch over her new colt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330081797144057810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SfhBJ46MF9I/AAAAAAAAAfs/qQCfnAhbBPw/s320/Misc+Family+Pics+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Life is not measured by the number of breath's that we take, but by the number of moments that take our breath away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3968251883464926065-43317424752232271?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/43317424752232271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=43317424752232271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/43317424752232271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/43317424752232271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/04/newest-family-member.html' title='Newest Family Member'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SfhBKtjmcNI/AAAAAAAAAgE/m7Iz945P36o/s72-c/Misc+Family+Pics+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-7741417493908137477</id><published>2009-04-26T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:26:26.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>My 40th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-bd.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752350004669&amp;amp;site=widget-bd.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752350004669&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-bd.slide.com/p1/576460752350004669/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752350004669&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-bd.slide.com/p2/576460752350004669/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752350004669&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-bd.slide.com/p4/576460752350004669/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was a wonderful weekend.  Ronnie and his mom and sister and the kids and I got to go camping up in the Wichita Mountains for the weekend.  Only thing missing was Raegan.  She was suppose to be here for the weekend, but she was really sick.  (MISSED YOU RAEGAN)!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, we spent the weekend camping out and playing in the mountains.  Where our campsite was, the beach was about 10 yards in front of us.  The pics of the birthday message in the sand was for Wenona and I from Dustin, Michael and Madi.  Such a wonderful birthday card.  I LOVED IT!  That evening we got to cook out and watch the amazing sunset over the mountains.  It was a pefect weekend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-7741417493908137477?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/7741417493908137477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=7741417493908137477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7741417493908137477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7741417493908137477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-40th-birthday.html' title='My 40th Birthday'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-7949800068706183104</id><published>2009-04-20T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:31:59.735-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revenage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitterness'/><title type='text'>Third Request</title><content type='html'>OK! To the stalker I've had watching me wanting to see what I'm doing.... I have tried my hardest to tell you I know who you are. But I guess your not that smart and obviously cant read because your still there. So here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I COULD CARE LESS WHETHER YOUR WATCHING OR NOT. (I am truly flattered you dont have anything better to do that spend your time with me).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. COWGIRL UP! Put your BIG GIRL panties on and DEAL WITH LIFE! ( In english: GET OVER IT)... time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you can't understand Rule 1 or 2 see rule 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. GET A FREAKING LIFE OF YOUR OWN! Any future issues just email me. BE A BIG GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those of you who may see this, and just stoppin by to say hi or see what life is doing in Wichita Falls, please continue to stop by. We just happen to have one RAT in the wood pile who seems that life has nothing better than to follow me and see what dirt she might be able to find. She seems consumed with something she has no control over and instead of moving on and accepting life wants to make life for other Miserable. However what she dont realize is she is the miseable one and needs to grow up. After all these years and still comsumed with bitterness. She ought to count her blessing and be thankful that the ones in her life are there instead of trying to push them away. Instead of thinking about herself, she might ought to think about those that are more important... But since she is so consumed with bitterness and revenage I guess she is to busy to see what is truly important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Electra to spend the day having fun with kids and family.... Hope all are having a wonderful Spring Break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-7949800068706183104?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/7949800068706183104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=7949800068706183104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7949800068706183104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7949800068706183104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/03/third-request.html' title='Third Request'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-8673186190706242221</id><published>2009-04-16T20:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:39:37.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electra Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wildfires'/><title type='text'>WEST TEXAS WILD FIRES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sef5Y-gZOXI/AAAAAAAAAfM/C74FjU3rdlE/s1600-h/Misc+Family+Pics+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325499291879946610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sef5Y-gZOXI/AAAAAAAAAfM/C74FjU3rdlE/s320/Misc+Family+Pics+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Across the street From Agriboard Industries in Electra, TX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sef5YxSKQBI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ezU-PZAHQm8/s1600-h/Misc+Family+Pics+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325499288330584082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sef5YxSKQBI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ezU-PZAHQm8/s320/Misc+Family+Pics+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking down the HWY in front of the Grocery store towards Agriboard on Friday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sef5YgFubII/AAAAAAAAAe8/hKVF4hl6taI/s1600-h/Misc+Family+Pics+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325499283715026050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sef5YgFubII/AAAAAAAAAe8/hKVF4hl6taI/s320/Misc+Family+Pics+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Across the street from Agriboard and the TopHat in Electra, TX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sef5YZIEO0I/AAAAAAAAAe0/BMdYenqpxQg/s1600-h/Misc+Family+Pics+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325499281845795650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sef5YZIEO0I/AAAAAAAAAe0/BMdYenqpxQg/s320/Misc+Family+Pics+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Agriboard Industries on Friday afternoon, Electra TX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week Wichita, Archer and Montague Counties just to name a few in the area had their fair share of Wild Fires. Lack of Rain in the area has cause very favorable conditions for Wild Fires. Around 2pm on Thursday, I noticed that it was beginning to look quite hazy outside and someone mentioned fire. These photos were taken on Friday after the major damage had been done. While taking the photos Agriboard was still burning and fireman and other work crews were working round the clock to control the fire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3968251883464926065-8673186190706242221?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/8673186190706242221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=8673186190706242221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8673186190706242221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8673186190706242221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/04/west-texas-wild-fires.html' title='WEST TEXAS WILD FIRES'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sef5Y-gZOXI/AAAAAAAAAfM/C74FjU3rdlE/s72-c/Misc+Family+Pics+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-1373707852536774183</id><published>2009-04-06T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T05:27:00.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cowboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cowboy 10 Commandments'/><title type='text'>Some People</title><content type='html'>Ok!  So I wake up and find a comment to moderate this morning.  Someone didn't take to kindly to the COWBOY 10 Commandments.  They wanted to give me some long drawn out speach about our creator and abunch of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude!  Pay attention... In case you dont understand "COWBOY", aka TEXAS talk, these are our Creators Commandments.  They just happened to be posted the way people use to talk 100 yrs ago in the wild open west.  So chill!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-1373707852536774183?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/1373707852536774183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=1373707852536774183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/1373707852536774183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/1373707852536774183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-people.html' title='Some People'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-2155465554656698567</id><published>2009-03-30T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T16:06:26.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cowboy 10 Commandments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cross Trails Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fairie TEXAS'/><title type='text'>COWBOY 10 COMMANDMENTS</title><content type='html'>Have you ever read the COWBOY 10 Commandments?  Well, I did and I think if we would replace our constitution with the following laws and lived by them (HONESTLY) we might have a pretty civilized world and everybody might get along......  How much more simple can it get?  Why does things have to be so darn complicated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cowboy's Ten Commandments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; posted on the wall&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cross Trails Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fairlie , Texas&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just one GOD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honor yer Ma &amp;amp; Pa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No telling tales or gossipin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Git yourself to Sunday meeting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Put nothin' before God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No foolin' around with another fellow's gal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No killin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watch yer mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't take what ain't yers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't be hankerin' for yer buddy's stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that's kinda plain an' simple don'tcha think?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-2155465554656698567?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/2155465554656698567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=2155465554656698567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2155465554656698567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2155465554656698567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/03/cowboy-10-commandments.html' title='COWBOY 10 COMMANDMENTS'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-7523582779537407393</id><published>2009-03-18T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:30:48.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electra Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farm'/><title type='text'>Life on the Farm</title><content type='html'>Spring Break has been such a wonderful time here.  We had family come in from Austin and Oklahoma and spent time with the horses and kids just hanging out.  Took family on a wagon ride around the town, played out on the land, cooked out, girls sat in the hot tube, ate Burnt Toast...(LOL inside joke) and just enjoyed life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/ScEgJH5Pp9I/AAAAAAAAAdU/WvFxDRSl5h8/s1600-h/Misc+Family+Pics+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314564376383956946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/ScEgJH5Pp9I/AAAAAAAAAdU/WvFxDRSl5h8/s320/Misc+Family+Pics+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ..this is Dustin and Rudy after the wagon ride.  Dustin is walking Rudy and letting her eat the new green grass for a treat for doing such a wonderful job today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/ScEgH8TjjTI/AAAAAAAAAdM/zvRQ4wAP6xA/s1600-h/Misc+Family+Pics+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314564356093218098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/ScEgH8TjjTI/AAAAAAAAAdM/zvRQ4wAP6xA/s320/Misc+Family+Pics+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...this is Raegan also walking Rudy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/ScEgDZrDs9I/AAAAAAAAAdE/8C7UD_0MHWk/s1600-h/Misc+Family+Pics+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314564278077076434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/ScEgDZrDs9I/AAAAAAAAAdE/8C7UD_0MHWk/s320/Misc+Family+Pics+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newest member of the Family.... "Pistol Pete" (the spotted Donkey), the smaller of the two is "Cowboy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/ScEgCSpz0SI/AAAAAAAAAc8/HG4ZDJOC8Fc/s1600-h/Misc+Family+Pics+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314564259012923682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/ScEgCSpz0SI/AAAAAAAAAc8/HG4ZDJOC8Fc/s320/Misc+Family+Pics+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Cowboy" is watching the kids play with "Rudy" and "Whiskey" while being unharnessed from the wagon ride and wants attention.  He is actually crawling up the fence and talking to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314564384169464786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/ScEgJk5dE9I/AAAAAAAAAdc/4gweCtbZ-2Q/s320/Misc+Family+Pics+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;SUNSET OVER ELECTRA, TEXAS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"what a wonderful end to a wonderful day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;taken by: "DooDoo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday, March 14, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-7523582779537407393?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/7523582779537407393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=7523582779537407393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7523582779537407393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7523582779537407393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-on-farm.html' title='Life on the Farm'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/ScEgJH5Pp9I/AAAAAAAAAdU/WvFxDRSl5h8/s72-c/Misc+Family+Pics+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-2640650027019613671</id><published>2009-03-16T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:45:07.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FIREPROOF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>FIREPROOF</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="591" width="492"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.fireproofthemovie.com/_widget/widget.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.fireproofthemovie.com/_widget/widget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="492" height="591"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!  What a AWESOME movie!  I just spent the last 1 1/2 hours watching this movie with my son and was really touched.  I'm not one of those crazy religious people.... but I do believe in GOD!  This was a movie well worth watching.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I highly recommend watching this movie with your family and especially with your significant other.  Towards the end they movie is based on the love book..... I so think we should all get a copy.  Anyway, I hope you watch the movie and enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And to my better half... I love you more today than yesterday but not near as much as tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-2640650027019613671?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.fireproofthemovie.com/' title='FIREPROOF'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/2640650027019613671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=2640650027019613671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2640650027019613671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2640650027019613671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/03/fireproof.html' title='FIREPROOF'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-7551448165857788420</id><published>2009-03-10T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:10:30.778-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MSU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bachelors'/><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>Well, I have been thinking about going back to school for sometime now and decided about 4 months ago that it was time for me to take the path that had been set before me and complete what I had started in 2001. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I sent off my application for admissions to MSU... Midwestern State University, located here in Wichita Falls.  Over the weekend I received my acceptance letter.  So, now I'm just waiting for the instruction papers on what I do next.  WOW!  In about a month I will be 40 and I'm going back to school, have I lost my mind?  Probably so!  Anyway, I start classes June 2009 so wish me luck and say a prayer for me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-7551448165857788420?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/7551448165857788420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=7551448165857788420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7551448165857788420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7551448165857788420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-7437418909670832299</id><published>2009-03-02T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:01:06.966-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kreative Blogger Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>KREATIVE BLOGGER AWARD FOR WHERE I COME FROM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SazGXji_lQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/kDdw5zwUHMk/s1600-h/Kreativ_Blogger_Award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308836168744277250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SazGXji_lQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/kDdw5zwUHMk/s320/Kreativ_Blogger_Award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so excited!  I was given a KREATIV BLOGGER AWARD by Judith over at &lt;a href="http://tennesseememories.blogspot.com/"&gt;TENNESSEE MEMORIES.&lt;/a&gt;  I was so very honored by this award.  I hve been working on my Family History for quiet some time now and have really enjoyed the research.  I have located several cousins that I didn't know exsisted and made some wonderful new friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be passing the torch here at Just Another Day, but have to really think on who I want to pass it to.  So check back later this week to see who the winners are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-7437418909670832299?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/7437418909670832299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=7437418909670832299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7437418909670832299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7437418909670832299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/03/kreative-blogger-award-for-where-i-come.html' title='KREATIVE BLOGGER AWARD FOR WHERE I COME FROM'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SazGXji_lQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/kDdw5zwUHMk/s72-c/Kreativ_Blogger_Award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-6152179885493520556</id><published>2009-02-28T09:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T09:55:34.783-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coyotoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electra Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys'/><title type='text'>Just a boy......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sal5VCYEgbI/AAAAAAAAAa4/jru25fjm5xg/s1600-h/Dustin%27s+First+Kill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307907038154883506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sal5VCYEgbI/AAAAAAAAAa4/jru25fjm5xg/s320/Dustin%27s+First+Kill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;FIRST HUNT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dustin Inge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;February 22, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Electra, TX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-6152179885493520556?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/6152179885493520556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=6152179885493520556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6152179885493520556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6152179885493520556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-boy.html' title='Just a boy......'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/Sal5VCYEgbI/AAAAAAAAAa4/jru25fjm5xg/s72-c/Dustin%27s+First+Kill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-633847890743840339</id><published>2009-02-23T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:01:02.305-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><title type='text'>OMG!  Look at the time</title><content type='html'>Well, I had been sitting here working on my new blog.... &lt;a href="http://www.wereicomefrom2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Where I come From&lt;/a&gt; and realized it's 12:53 am on Tuesday morning.  UGG!  I've got to be up in about 5 hrs.  So thought while I was here, I'd stop and share the weekend with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie took Dustin hunting for the first time this weekend.  They had a big Coyote hunt yesterday and so Dustin says he enjoyed it and ready to go again.  While the guys hunted, Rosalee and Beverlene and I went riding "The Barnes over outside of Electra.  It was so beautiful.  You never actually realize just what God has blessed us with till you actually see it, sittin' top of a 1500 lb animal, walkin long side the canon and the only thing keepin you from fallin' in to the river is your horse.  WOW!  What a view.  During our ride yesterday we saw a few rabbits taking chase to who knows what, about 5 Armadillo's that had no clue we were even watching them, 4 very large wild hogs, and about 12 Deer.  The best thing about the ride.... Everyone came out without a scratch and no one was hurt.  Which is always a good thing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my first Antler yesterday.  Its a game we play while riding out at the Barnes.  If you dont find one on the ride, you WALK home.  Not really, but it makes for a fun day.  I spot it about 200 yd's out and called it and about that time Beverlene's Brother took chase and I went after it.  Not even thinking about what I was doing dismounted Newt mid run and scooped down for the kill.  No one thinking about the fact, I just came off my horse while he was MOVING!  I have now officially been called... "A Bulldogger"  YEAH!  Anyway, Goodnight and hope all is well on your side of the world....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-633847890743840339?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/633847890743840339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=633847890743840339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/633847890743840339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/633847890743840339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/02/omg-look-at-time.html' title='OMG!  Look at the time'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-1506486748831376194</id><published>2009-02-19T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T08:28:06.806-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughters'/><title type='text'>The Old Yellow Shirt</title><content type='html'>...&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just received this though email today and had to share.  You may have received it already, but thought it was worth sharing and reading again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baggy yellow shirt had long sleeves, four extra-large pockets trimmed in black thread, and snaps up the front. It was faded from years of wear, but still in decent shape. I found it in 1963 when I was home from college on Christmas break, rummaging through bags of clothes Mom intended to give away.&lt;br /&gt;You're not taking that old thing, are you?" Mom said when she saw me packing the yellow shirt. "I wore that when I was pregnant with your brother in 1954!" "It's just the thing to wear over my clothes during art class, Mom. Thanks!" I slipped it into my suitcase before she could object. The yellow shirt became a part of my college wardrobe. I loved it. After graduation, I wore the shirt the day I moved into my new apartment and on Saturday mornings when I cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;The next year, I married. When I became pregnant, I wore the yellow shirt during big-belly days. I missed Mom and the rest of my family, since we were in Colorado and they were in Illinois. But that shirt helped. I smiled, remembering that Mother had worn it when she was pregnant, 15 years earlier.&lt;br /&gt;That Christmas, mindful of the warm feelings the shirt had given me, I patched one elbow, wrapped it in holiday paper and sent it to Mom. When Mom wrote to thank me for her "real" gifts, she said the yellow shirt was lovely. She never mentioned it again.&lt;br /&gt;The next year, my husband, daughter, and I stopped at Mom and Dad's to pick up some furniture. Days later, when we uncrated the kitchen table, I noticed something yellow taped to its bottom. The shirt!&lt;br /&gt;And so the pattern was set. On our next visit home, I secretly placed the shirt under Mom and Dad's mattress. I don't know how long it took for her to find it, but almost two years passed before I discovered it under the base of our living-room floor lamp. The yellow shirt was just what I needed now while refinishing furniture. The walnut stains added character.&lt;br /&gt;In 1975, my husband and I divorced. With my three children, I prepared to move back to Illinois. As I packed, a deep depression overtook me. I wondered if I could make it on my own. I wondered if I would find a job. Unpacking in our new home, I knew I had to get the shirt back to Mother. The next time I visited her, I tucked it in her bottom dresser drawer.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I found a good job at a radio station. A year later, I discovered the yellow shirt hidden in a rag bag in my cleaning closet. Something new had been added. Embroidered in bright green across the breast pocket were the works "I BELONG TO PAT." Not to be outdone, I got out my own embroidery materials and added an apostrophe and seven more letters. Now the shirt proudly proclaimed, "I BELONG TO PAT'S MOTHER."&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't stop there. I zigzagged all the frayed seams, then had a friend mail the shirt in a fancy box to Mom from Arlington, VA. We enclosed an official-looking letter from "The Institute for the Destitute," announcing that she was the recipient of an award for good deeds. I would have given anything to see Mom's face when she opened the box.&lt;br /&gt;But, of course, she never mentioned it. Two years later, in 1978, I remarried. The day of our wedding, Harold and I put our car in a friend's garage to avoid practical jokers. After the wedding, while my husband drove us to our honeymoon suite, I reached for a pillow in the car to rest my head. It felt lumpy. I unzipped the case and found, wrapped in wedding paper, the yellow shirt. The shirt was Mother's final gift. She had known for three months that she had terminal Lou Gehrig's disease. Mother died the following year at age 57.&lt;br /&gt;I was tempted to send the yellow shirt with her to her grave, but I'm glad I didn't because it is a vivid reminder of the love-filled game she and I played for 16 years. Besides, my older daughter is in college now, majoring in art. And every art student needs a baggy yellow shirt with big pockets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-1506486748831376194?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/1506486748831376194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=1506486748831376194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/1506486748831376194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/1506486748831376194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/02/old-yellow-shirt.html' title='The Old Yellow Shirt'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-3245591805451739656</id><published>2009-02-09T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:37:25.522-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patients'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Secret to Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While visiting &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rockinrena.typepad.com/"&gt;ROCKIN' R Retreat Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I happened onto a cute little store and had to share....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years. They had shared everything. They had talked about everything. They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little old woman had a shoe box in the top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: inline" href="http://rockinrena.typepad.com/.a/6a010535cf1a62970b0105370fb07e970b-pi"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300914436203108434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZChmCKgWFI/AAAAAAAAAWk/YTLAZKztC_0/s320/6a010535cf1a62970b0105370fb07e970b-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but one day the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would not recover. In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down the shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside. She agreed that it was time that he should know what was in the box. When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls and a stack of money totaling $95,000. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He asked her about the contents. 'When we were to be married,' she said, ' my grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll.' The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two precious dolls were in the box. She had only been angry with him two times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with happiness. 'Honey,' he said, 'that explains the doll, but what about all of this money? Where did it come from?'&lt;br /&gt;'Oh,' she said, 'that's the money I made from selling the dolls.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: inline" href="http://rockinrena.typepad.com/.a/6a010535cf1a62970b01116849ed8d970c-pi"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300914613812569314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZChwXz5pOI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ljU0c4MYSWg/s320/6a010535cf1a62970b01116849ed8d970c-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Prayer.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear Lord, I pray for Wisdom to understand my man;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Love to forgive him;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Patience for his moods; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because Lord, if I pray for Strength,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll beat him to death, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because I don't know how to crochet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-3245591805451739656?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://rockinrena.typepad.com' title='Secret to Marriage'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/3245591805451739656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=3245591805451739656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3245591805451739656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3245591805451739656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/02/secret-to-marriage.html' title='Secret to Marriage'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZChmCKgWFI/AAAAAAAAAWk/YTLAZKztC_0/s72-c/6a010535cf1a62970b0105370fb07e970b-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-5101819790256872461</id><published>2009-02-08T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T07:17:27.380-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cystic Fibrosis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>CROP OUT CYSTIC FIBROSIS CROP</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you by now know that my boyfriends little girl Raegan has &lt;a href="http://www.cf.org/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cystic Fibrosis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Last year her Aunt and I created &lt;a href="http://www.cff.org/great_strides/robininge"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REAGAN'S WALKERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and our Team participated in several fundraisers and events with Cystic Fibrosis such as the &lt;a href="http://www.cff.org/great_strides"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREAT STRIDES WALK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and the BREATH of LIFE GALA in Nov 2008 in Oklahoma City. This year our team will be hosting a &lt;a href="http://http//walkersforlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Crop&lt;/a&gt; so we can help raise money for the 2009 &lt;strong&gt;GREAT STRIDES WALK. &lt;/strong&gt;The crop will be held in Wichita Falls, Tx at Scrapbook-n-Such. Go to &lt;a href="http://http//walkersforlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;RAEGANS WALKERS BLOG&lt;/a&gt; for more information on the crop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need help finding a cure! Please go to &lt;a href="http://www.cff.org/great_strides/robininge"&gt;RAEGANS WALKERS &lt;/a&gt;page and make a donation no matter how small. Even if you donate a dollar and then send the link to 5 people and they send to 5 people.... you get the idea... we could make a difference. When you go to our team donation site, the money will go directly to the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation. Without our help, the Foundation can not get the treatments and drug therapies they currently have in the pipeline funded and hopefully in the hands of our loved ones who need them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need any further information please contact me or Call Cecil or Caryn at the Sooner Chapter in Oklahoma City and tell them Robin with Raegan's Walker's sent you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember: "Where there is HOPE, there is LIFE"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-5101819790256872461?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cff.org/great_stride/robininge' title='CROP OUT CYSTIC FIBROSIS CROP'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/5101819790256872461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=5101819790256872461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5101819790256872461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5101819790256872461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/02/crop-out-cystic-fibrosis-crop.html' title='CROP OUT CYSTIC FIBROSIS CROP'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-3107116899178184158</id><published>2009-01-22T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:49:39.745-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>WOODY STOCK  April 11, 2009 Wichita Falls, Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SXlLTT4a2GI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vuMFkD4e6Ns/s1600-h/woodylogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294345632077240418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SXlLTT4a2GI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vuMFkD4e6Ns/s320/woodylogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, Woody Stock is coming back to Texoma.....  and just in time to celebrate 40!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To see more about the event click on the link attached to the title.  The event is April 11 and these are some of the acts....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kevin Fowler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Johnny Cooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Under the Influence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                   Brazo's Stone and more.  So come on and join us to celebrate!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-3107116899178184158?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.livefromthebottom.com/page/page/6370464.htm' title='WOODY STOCK  April 11, 2009 Wichita Falls, Texas'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/3107116899178184158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=3107116899178184158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3107116899178184158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3107116899178184158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/01/woody-stock-april-11-2009-wichita-falls.html' title='WOODY STOCK  April 11, 2009 Wichita Falls, Texas'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SXlLTT4a2GI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vuMFkD4e6Ns/s72-c/woodylogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-7732946174493685523</id><published>2009-01-18T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T05:59:01.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend of Foe</title><content type='html'>You know, stupid people really bother me.  Last year, I had a person basically "STALKING" me as (she/he) watched every move I made through this site.  I know who the person is and made a post stating such.  I politely asked them to be a (Man/Woman) and if they had something to say just say it.  They knew how to contact me.  This person moved and is once again repeating their actions.  And once again, I am going to let them know I know.  However, if they have nothing better to do than to watch me I am still very flattered.  I do know however they have much better things to do and suggest that they do them.  Life is to short to let it just fly by becasue we are so bitter with past experiences that it consumes our daily lives and we can't enjoy it and those around us.  But, in the end you will do what you want, but I think you should grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"COWGIRL UP" and put your big panties on and deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love Robin"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-7732946174493685523?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/7732946174493685523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=7732946174493685523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7732946174493685523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7732946174493685523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/01/friend-of-foe.html' title='Friend of Foe'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-2628342990526247157</id><published>2009-01-18T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T05:53:17.588-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>'PATH INTO YOUR SOUL"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SXMzSRF1aSI/AAAAAAAAAUI/NujkS61ipWE/s1600-h/Magic-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292630376009001250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SXMzSRF1aSI/AAAAAAAAAUI/NujkS61ipWE/s320/Magic-edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi to all my friends and "Foes" that visits everyday.  I know you all have seen this photo before as it is a very special picture to our family.  Last year it was chosen as the July 2008 Best Photographers Award" and published in the book by Photo Laureates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now they are having another contest and have chosen my photo for this contest.  I would appreciate it if eveyone would click on the title of the photo and vote for my photograph.  When you click on the title it will automatically take you to the photo and the voting ballet and all you have to do is vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Robin I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the number of moments that take our breath away"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-2628342990526247157?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.photolaureates.org/rank_photo/index.php?pID=160171' title='&apos;PATH INTO YOUR SOUL&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/2628342990526247157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=2628342990526247157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2628342990526247157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2628342990526247157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2009/01/path-into-your-soul.html' title='&apos;PATH INTO YOUR SOUL&quot;'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SXMzSRF1aSI/AAAAAAAAAUI/NujkS61ipWE/s72-c/Magic-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-4945911140609204346</id><published>2008-12-02T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T19:36:02.548-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cystic Fibrosis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oklahoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>CROP OUT CF EVENT</title><content type='html'>Well, I wanted to let eveyone know that we have a crop planned for Texas at the end of March and one in Oklahoma City in April. I dont have all the specifics yet, but stay tuned for more information. If you want to join us, email me and send me your information and I will send you the specifics as soon as I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100% of the proceeds from the two crops will be donated to the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation in Oklahoma City to help find a cure for CF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information: Visit......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cff.org/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;http://www.cff.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raegans Walkers Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cff.org/great_strides/robininge"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.cff.org/great_strides/robininge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-4945911140609204346?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/4945911140609204346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=4945911140609204346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/4945911140609204346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/4945911140609204346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/12/crop-out-cf-event.html' title='CROP OUT CF EVENT'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-8485282067674391302</id><published>2008-10-10T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T07:57:47.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='longhorns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><title type='text'>HOOK 'EM HORNS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/longhorns" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="texas longhorns Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m157/lopez73099/Longhorns-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's that time again........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-8485282067674391302?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/8485282067674391302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=8485282067674391302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8485282067674391302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8485282067674391302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/10/hook-em-horns.html' title='HOOK &apos;EM HORNS'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-8014436583007621090</id><published>2008-10-09T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:21:59.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boyscouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraiser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='troop15'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popcorn'/><title type='text'>BOYSCOUT POPCORN</title><content type='html'>It's that time a year again.  BOYSCOUT POPCORN for SALE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dustin is selling popcorn for BoyScout Troop 15, Nowrthwest Texas Council&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, something new added...... Popcorn for our Troops.  For a $25.00 Donation, BSA will be sending popcorn to our troops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Available:&lt;br /&gt;Caramel Corn (9.50z) can...............  $10&lt;br /&gt;15-Pack Butter Light .....................    15 &lt;br /&gt;15-Pack Unbelievable Butter...............15&lt;br /&gt;Caramel Corn LIGHT (18oz) can..........15&lt;br /&gt;Chocolatey Caramel Crunch (24oz) can.......15&lt;br /&gt;Trails End Mix..........(20oz) can..................20  Please note, this has Peanuts, Cranberries, Raisins, M&amp;amp;M's, Almonds and Cashews&lt;br /&gt;Cheese Tin (21oz)......................................30&lt;br /&gt;30-Pack Microwave....................................35&lt;br /&gt;3-Way Tin (Chocolate, Caramel and cheese (50oz) can.........................50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to turn the orders and payments in by Monday, October 20th for Dustin to get credit for sales.  Please let me know if you would like to place an order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions to order online.... Choice Northwest Texas Council&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dustin is in Troop 15&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-8014436583007621090?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.orderpopcorn.com/Store/Catalog/Default.aspx' title='BOYSCOUT POPCORN'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/8014436583007621090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=8014436583007621090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8014436583007621090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/8014436583007621090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/10/boyscout-popcorn.html' title='BOYSCOUT POPCORN'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-4680200607220252231</id><published>2008-10-07T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:41:15.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>God Is God</title><content type='html'>Well, as of yesterday I have accepted a job offer at a new postition with another company.  I am really excited.  I will start my new postion on the 27th of October.  WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be moving in to my new house on the 24th and new job on the 27th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only give thanks to God becasue without his help, non of this would have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAHOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-4680200607220252231?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/4680200607220252231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=4680200607220252231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/4680200607220252231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/4680200607220252231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/10/god-is-god.html' title='God Is God'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-914119572517676918</id><published>2008-10-02T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T18:13:21.702-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>NEW HOME</title><content type='html'>I GOT IT!  I am so excited!  No more apartment living, no more loud music at 3 am in the morning.  I just got word today that the house I have recently applied for has now become mine.  I am so excited!  I don't know what to do, SCREAM, PASS OUT, JUMP FOR JOY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I can I will get pics loaded on here to share will all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-914119572517676918?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/914119572517676918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=914119572517676918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/914119572517676918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/914119572517676918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-home.html' title='NEW HOME'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-190987606865147463</id><published>2008-09-30T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:25:29.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LESSONS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Tuesday Sept 30, 2008</title><content type='html'>Where has this year gone.  I looked up and we are almost to the Holidays.  Imagine my shock when I picked up a clients insurance policy to process the renewal and DECEMBER 2008 popped up.  WOW!  Didn't we just celebrate Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remeber someone once telling me that time flies as you get older.  I never believed them till now.  One minute my kids or toddlers and the next they are TEENS!  Now their LOUD MOUTH, KNOW IT ALLS instead of loving, funny, exploring little boys.  WOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some good news today... I may have the house that I applied for.  I should know tomorrow.  I can't wait.  Both the boys will have their own rooms finally and no more renting, Apartments or LOUD MUSIC at 2-3 am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got news yesterday that my GOD DAUGHTER is getting Married in March.  SHOCK!  I was a Senior in High School when she was born.... April 27th.  We share the same birthday.  It just seems life has slipped by and all of a sudden I don't know where it went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I use to wish I was 21!  You know, the LEGAL age.  It's not all it was cracked up to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember:  Live, Laugh and Love.  Never go to sleep made and always tell your loved ones you love them, because you never know when tomorrow wont get here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-190987606865147463?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/190987606865147463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=190987606865147463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/190987606865147463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/190987606865147463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/09/tuesday-sept-30-2008.html' title='Tuesday Sept 30, 2008'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-6238341612112847976</id><published>2008-09-29T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:18:03.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outdoors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='campfire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Making Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-f5.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752337989621&amp;amp;site=widget-f5.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752337989621&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f5.slide.com/p1/576460752337989621/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752337989621&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f5.slide.com/p2/576460752337989621/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752337989621&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f5.slide.com/p4/576460752337989621/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have not been around lately as I have been working my tail off.  However, I took some time this past weekend to spend with the kids and my family and just have a little good old fashion country fun.  We all got together and went out to the land and let the kids play and explore the land.  That evening we had friends over and we roasted weiners and marshmellows campfire style.  While the kids played, the adults brewed campfire coffee and listened to old cowboy stories.  Sometimes, I think the way our grandparents lived was a whole lot better.  While they might have worked hard life was a lot more simpler and people enjoyed and appreciated life and their family.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This weekend made me realized just how lucky I am and how thankful I am to be who I am.    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight, Dustin was recognized at the Scout Honor Court and received his advancement to Tenderfoot.  Next level is 2nd Class.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-6238341612112847976?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/6238341612112847976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=6238341612112847976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6238341612112847976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6238341612112847976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/09/making-memories.html' title='Making Memories'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-5996906830912583647</id><published>2008-09-27T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T09:43:17.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LESSONS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COWGIRLS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cowboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Learning to Bow Hunt</title><content type='html'>While out on the farm, Chris (WENONA's ) Hubby showed she and I how to shoot a bow.  Talking about HARD.  Well, lets start by saying this is his bow.  What you can see is he has some IRON packed in those arms and it is way to much bow for she or I.  However, what an awesome looking teacher don't you think.  LOL&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SN5gUiVHKBI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/IpSqY4FiKRM/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250740121489582098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SN5gUiVHKBI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/IpSqY4FiKRM/s320/Picture+029.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, while this looks painful and really awful, it was just part of having fun.  It was a very hard lesson in HOW NOT to hold the bow.  And trust me I learned.  Do not Try this at HOME, we are Professional IDIOTS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SN5gUwDIShI/AAAAAAAAAPY/kCyVeTBuWiM/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250740125172255250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SN5gUwDIShI/AAAAAAAAAPY/kCyVeTBuWiM/s320/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And after all that, at least I hit the target, not were I aimed, but being it was my first time ever.....(I DIDNT HAVE TO GO HUNTING FOR THE BOW).  Had it been a deer...... well, that is for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SN5gVADCnmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/-eby4umrC8E/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250740129466850914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SN5gVADCnmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/-eby4umrC8E/s320/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moral of this story:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Compond Bow: $500-600 (guessing here)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Private Lesson:  A few Bumps and Brusies (but great instructor)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spending time with Family:  PRICELESS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We actually had a blast doing this.  We got to spend time with the family while the kids played out on the land and had fun in the dirt and mud.  Ronnie and the kids put up tents while we got a bow lesson.  Then we went down to the pond to see all the animal tracks that we have out there and then to the Medicine Show Play downtown that Gandma was in.  We had a wonderful night.  Didn't cost a thing and everyone had a blast.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-5996906830912583647?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/5996906830912583647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=5996906830912583647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5996906830912583647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5996906830912583647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/09/learning-to-bow-hunt.html' title='Learning to Bow Hunt'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SN5gUiVHKBI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/IpSqY4FiKRM/s72-c/Picture+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-2433269068918870328</id><published>2008-09-27T08:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:25:29.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growup'/><title type='text'>To My Stalker</title><content type='html'>I just wanted the person who was watching me to know that I know your watching.  Your not very smart.  I know you have been watching me for quiet some time and I think it is really sad that you have nothing better to do that watch me.  However, I am quiet flattered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were any kinda of woman you would just email me or contact me.  I know you have all the information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy your reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and to all my wonderful friends and family out there.  LOVE YA!  Have an AWESOME WEEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Robin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"COWGIRL UP" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition:  Put your big girl panties on and deal with it......!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-2433269068918870328?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/2433269068918870328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=2433269068918870328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2433269068918870328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/2433269068918870328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-my-stalker.html' title='To My Stalker'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-5385400830723898254</id><published>2008-09-27T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T07:46:00.171-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Auction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Fund Raiser&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Cystic Fibrosis&quot;'/><title type='text'>"Breath of Life Gala"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SN5DJNqVC1I/AAAAAAAAAPI/RECXlZs9NEs/s1600-h/breathoflifegala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250708041125661522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SN5DJNqVC1I/AAAAAAAAAPI/RECXlZs9NEs/s320/breathoflifegala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 14, 2008 · National Cowboy &amp;amp; Western Heritage Museum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1700 NE 63rd St., Oklahoma City, OK 73111&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Everyone,  As you know I have become very active with the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation.  I would love for everyone to come out for the evening and enjoy dinner and entertainment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will have a photograph on display at the Auction and I am very excited.  If you would like more information on the Dinner and Auction and would like to attend, please contact Wenona or I or Call the Sooner Chapter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Where there is HOPE, there is LIFE"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-5385400830723898254?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cff.org/Chapters/okc/index.cfm?ID=8041&amp;blnShowBack=False&amp;idContentType=1593&amp;Event=8041' title='&quot;Breath of Life Gala&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/5385400830723898254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=5385400830723898254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5385400830723898254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5385400830723898254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/09/breath-of-life-gala.html' title='&quot;Breath of Life Gala&quot;'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SN5DJNqVC1I/AAAAAAAAAPI/RECXlZs9NEs/s72-c/breathoflifegala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-9209535538854730141</id><published>2008-08-21T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T19:33:00.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Calgon Take Me Away</title><content type='html'>Hey All....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it has been so long since i have been able to drop in, but work has been keeping me really busy.  My part-time job has now become a second full-time job.  I only see my self in the mirror as I am leaving in the morning or coming home at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been total melt down week.  I took off on Tuesday Night so I could rest and ended up spending the night in the ER because my oldest son decided not to follow instructions and go outside with out his shoes on and his foot and a piece of glass decided to get into a fight.  The glass won.  He had to have stitches and it was jut ugly.... did I mention I don't do needles or my childs blood very well.  However, he handled the whole situation very well.  He walked into the house and told me he cut his foot and needed a band aide.  OK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was meet the teacher night at Ben Franklin and I received a phone call from one of the other PTA moms asking me if I could help sell SPIRIT SHIRTS!  Why me you ask... seems I got elected to the PTA Board.  Oh, maybe we ought to take some time and read the papers our children bring home the first day of school instead of just signing duplicate forms.  HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems one of those forms last year was saying I would volunteer for the PTA.  So, at some meeting I WAS NOT present at, I got elected.  Now I hold an office position....!  And I will be helping with parties and field day and who knows what else.  My main responsiblity is the 6th GRADE party.  OH MY!  While at the meet the teacher night, my son informed his teacher while I was down stairs saleing shirts that his mom loved to volunteer and signed me up to help with who knows what.  The teacher told me thanks.  Your Welcome I said! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have a Teacher Luncheon I have to cook for in a few minutes and Sophmore Orientation.  School don't even start until Monday and I am already booked.  How did that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my Scrapbooking buds are in Tahlequah tonight having a blast and I have to be home.  :(  Oh well!  Hope they all have a blast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-9209535538854730141?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/9209535538854730141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=9209535538854730141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/9209535538854730141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/9209535538854730141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/08/calgon-take-me-away.html' title='Calgon Take Me Away'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-5961191363962758773</id><published>2008-08-13T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:10:29.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrapbooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clutter'/><title type='text'>Tahlequah</title><content type='html'>Well, it's about that time again.... Getting ready to head to Tahlequah.  I have been so darn busy and going here and there to crop that my supplies are just scattered.  So I have been spending the night organizing my papers and supplies.  NO ONE TOLD ME IT WAS A MAJOR UNDERTAKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just gonna organize my papers... HOW do we accumalate so much in such a short time?  I started around 6:30 and it is now 11.  Guess early to bed is out of the question tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-5961191363962758773?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/5961191363962758773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=5961191363962758773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5961191363962758773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5961191363962758773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/08/tahlequah.html' title='Tahlequah'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-1748607824926812153</id><published>2008-08-08T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:31:12.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forums'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrapbook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenges'/><title type='text'>TEAM PINK @ Scrap-A-Lympics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g218/pinklemonade_scrapper/flag5-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g218/pinklemonade_scrapper/flag5-1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK!  So I am sitting at my desk and doing my work and Bonni decides to send me an email with a link to a new community..... &lt;a href="http://www.scrapperie.com/"&gt;Srapperie Paper Kit Boutique. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there I am unaware of what is about to happend... and I log in!  DARN HER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, I have signed up for Scrap-O-Lymipcs!  WOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rules:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those of us who signed up to participate where placed on teams today.  I will let you guess what team I am on....!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we got kicked off today with a big bang and there will be team medals as well as individual medals.  So stop by and come see me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-1748607824926812153?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://scrapperie.com' title='TEAM PINK @ Scrap-A-Lympics'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/1748607824926812153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=1748607824926812153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/1748607824926812153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/1748607824926812153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/08/team-pink-scrap-lympics.html' title='TEAM PINK @ Scrap-A-Lympics'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-499665690026803722</id><published>2008-08-03T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:02:49.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>Well, this was a busy weekend.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I took 1/2 day of Vacation so I could attend a crop that I had been invited to by a new group of ladies that I just met this weekend.  I had a blast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I had to go let the carpet cleaners in to do our carpets at work at 8:30am ugggg!  Don't know why I do this... JUST SAY NO!  HA HA, afterwards I ran home and got cleaned up and took Dustin to IHOP for Breakfast (Lunch) it was about 1pm.  He had to have Chocolate Chip Pancakes.  Afterwards we went to the local theater here in Wichita Falls with Rosalee, Raegan and Harold to see "WESTSIDE STORY".  It was really great.  Afterwards we then went to watch some of the Bluegrass Festival that the Wichita Falls Parks and Recreation put on this weekend at the MPEC for FREE!  YES FREE!  That don't happen often and it was worth going to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had to work and then came home to take a nap because I had a headache from the heat.  I spent the rest of the evening cleaning house and now I am about to go to bed.  Hope everyone had a great weekend.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-499665690026803722?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/499665690026803722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=499665690026803722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/499665690026803722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/499665690026803722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-3660580839045641038</id><published>2008-07-26T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:16:57.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrapbook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><title type='text'>My Scrapbook</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-9e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752331807646&amp;amp;site=widget-9e.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752331807646&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9e.slide.com/p1/576460752331807646/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752331807646&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9e.slide.com/p2/576460752331807646/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752331807646&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9e.slide.com/p4/576460752331807646/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought everyone might like to see what I have been doing and some of my new stuff too.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-3660580839045641038?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/3660580839045641038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=3660580839045641038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3660580839045641038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3660580839045641038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-scrapbook.html' title='My Scrapbook'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-6206855289382175528</id><published>2008-07-23T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T22:41:22.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cystic Fibrosis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Where there is HOPE, there is LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 324px; HEIGHT: 270px" name="FLVPlayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=" width="324" height="270" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=5384fd21409b9692a8ea4e&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 15px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: 12px/20px verdana,arial,sans-serif; WIDTH: 408px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=5384fd21409b9692a8ea4e&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/5384fd21409b9692a8ea4e/701.gif" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt3" target="_blank"&gt;Make video montages at &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Even though our Great Strides Walk was a hit and it is over...Our Fight is not. I would love for each of you to stop for a moment and watch this video. After you watch it finish reading this message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you have watched this video ask you self...CAN I DO SOMETHING? The answer is yes! If each and everyone of us spread the word we can EDUCATE or society about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cff.org/"&gt;Cystic Fibrosis.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sooner Chapter of the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation is Hosting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st Annual "KICKBALL for CF" Tournment. The Event is being held on August 16, 2008 in OK City at &lt;a href="http://www.boomtownballyards.com/"&gt;BOOMTOWN BALL YARDS&lt;/a&gt; and I am putting a Team Together to help Raise Money. Each year the foundation depends on people like us to help raise the funds to fund new research for New Drugs and Treatments and Hopefully one day a cure for CF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thank You and Remember: Where there is Hope, there is LIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;With your help we can KICK Cystic Fibrosis OUT of the PARK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-6206855289382175528?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/6206855289382175528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=6206855289382175528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6206855289382175528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6206855289382175528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-there-is-hope-there-is-life.html' title='Where there is HOPE, there is LIFE'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-3336098172357931563</id><published>2008-07-16T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:50:36.324-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cystic Fibrosis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Thank You from RAEGAN'S WALKER'S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SH5VwfkGWWI/AAAAAAAAANo/rJ1T3WMd4k0/s1600-h/Thank+You+Card+CF+and+Great+Strides.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223706909391346018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SH5VwfkGWWI/AAAAAAAAANo/rJ1T3WMd4k0/s320/Thank+You+Card+CF+and+Great+Strides.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of our team would like to say Thanks you to all of you who helped make our first "CYSTIC FIBROSIS" Great Strides Walk such a success.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See you in 2009!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Team Raegan's Walkers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Artwork Created by:  Wenona Barnes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-3336098172357931563?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/3336098172357931563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=3336098172357931563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3336098172357931563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3336098172357931563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/07/thank-you-from-raegans-walkers.html' title='Thank You from RAEGAN&apos;S WALKER&apos;S'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SH5VwfkGWWI/AAAAAAAAANo/rJ1T3WMd4k0/s72-c/Thank+You+Card+CF+and+Great+Strides.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-3344656192667622685</id><published>2008-07-15T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:50:36.516-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bobbin for Apples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of July'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pigs'/><title type='text'>Bobbin' for Apples.....WHATEVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SH2CLTNzoWI/AAAAAAAAANg/RAkCQ8Rs_Ig/s1600-h/100_4714.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SH2CK3ppk8I/AAAAAAAAANY/uyDdeqpZoWw/s1600-h/100_4713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223474266068587458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="140" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SH2CK3ppk8I/AAAAAAAAANY/uyDdeqpZoWw/s320/100_4713.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can anyone tell me what is wrong with this picture?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well lets explain how it got that way.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th of July at the Patton Ranch and everyone is having a good time and then it comes time for the games.  First Challenge is the Roppin' Contest.  Not bad, never had done it but I participated.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we move on to the Bobbin' For Apple Contest hosted by non other than Ronnie aka "MY BOYFRIEND".  (Lets make if record that anything he is part of when it comes to something like this...well just about anything..."DONT TRUST" he is up to something I promise".  But being the "LOVING, TRUSTING", Girlfriend I am I participated in this competition.  Did I have a clue something was not right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1.  Ronnie in Charge of the Game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2.  All night he told his sister and I we were going to do this competition....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#3.  WE ALL HAD TO GO TO THE BARN and were brought up like animals on NOAH'S ARK.... 2x2....  "HAve you ever had to go away.....200 + yards from where your bobbin for apples and not watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, the dumb trusting loving family and friends we are we do it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It comes time for Beverlyn and I to compete against each other and we go up and about 20 feet away from the apple bin we are blind folded.  In the distance just before Barb blind folds me, I see his SISTER (who I might add DID NOT participate) was shaking here head in the NO!!!! position.  CLUE!  Starting to get really worried....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh forgot, all over the farm there are large FROGS!  So my thought is a FROG was going to jump at me or I was going to have a bucket full of snakes because he knows I am TERRIFIED of them!  I told him, if anything jumped out at me...I WOULD K.I.L.L him.  His brother-in-law was coaxing me....Left, Right almost there..... and I couldn't stand it.  So I would believe there was an apple he put it in my hand.  Oh yeah, never trust Chris when he is working with Ronnie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you see in the bucket in this picture is 2 apples, and a FRESH PIG Foot straight from the butcher at the local grocery store.  CAN YOU SAY YUCK!  I am not quiet sure how to get him back... or when, but I will you can count on that one.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So next time your bobbin' for apples, BE WARE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-3344656192667622685?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/3344656192667622685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=3344656192667622685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3344656192667622685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3344656192667622685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/07/bobbin-for-appleswhatever.html' title='Bobbin&apos; for Apples.....WHATEVER!'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SH2CK3ppk8I/AAAAAAAAANY/uyDdeqpZoWw/s72-c/100_4713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-3118260715102253836</id><published>2008-07-14T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:50:36.691-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Missing You....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SHzJz83XU1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/W4xkI2I6vyU/s1600-h/Ronnie+and+Cowboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223271562191786834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SHzJz83XU1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/W4xkI2I6vyU/s320/Ronnie+and+Cowboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SHvxVxI6FCI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DPL4a7Rzl1s/s1600-h/100_4701.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A year ago Sunday you came into my life and little did I know what was in store the day we first met. The moment I met you you changed my world and have not stopped since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your Smile lights up my world and everything around. You glow when you smile and it makes me smile too. Not to long ago we were all at your land and your mom and I saw you sitting down on the ground watching the kids play and laugh and she said that your smile reminded her of your dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never got a chance to met him, but knowing him through your mom he was one hell of a man. Your mom loved him so much and still does. I hope that someday the love you and I have will be just like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You left yesterday to go back to work in Mississippi and everytime you leave I feel like you take a part of me with you. I love you so much and don't truly know how to tell you. I wish I could find the correct words to explain how I feel. When you walk through the door my whole world spins. It's as if we are meeting for the very first time all over again. Even after a year, I still have that same feeling and it is pretty amazing. I hope it never goes away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never have I truly had a good relationship...until you. I love you Ronnie and no matter how far you go, or where you are my heart will always belong to you. I never want to know a day without you in my life...because having you and the kids are what makes my world go round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for coming into my life and making it so wonderful. I am truly blessed and I now realized just what I have and never want to loose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you with all my heart....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your Girl Forever....&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/3968251883464926065-3118260715102253836?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/3118260715102253836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=3118260715102253836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3118260715102253836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/3118260715102253836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/07/missing-you.html' title='Missing You....'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SHzJz83XU1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/W4xkI2I6vyU/s72-c/Ronnie+and+Cowboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-5322876094759571694</id><published>2008-07-08T23:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:03:54.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Path to his Soul.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wolfhuntress2002/2651365945/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3291/2651365945_b74de29d0c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wolfhuntress2002/2651365945/"&gt;Path to his Soul.....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/wolfhuntress2002/"&gt;wolfhuntress2002&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OMG!  This is the first time I have had something selected to be published and I am so excited.  I just got an email this evening telling me that this photo was selected to be published in "The Best of 2008 Photography.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually took this photo on my way home from Sherman on Christmas evening around 6pm somewhere between Wichita Falls and St. Joe Texas.  I know the spot, but cant tell you the name of the town to save my life.  My boyfriend had let me borrow his Rebel Camera and I had to stop and play on my way home.  "I just couldn't resist."  So this and about 70 other pictures of this and several other horses and about an hour later I am done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to my suprise I captured this amazing image...and trust me when I say it was shear LUCK!  I had gotten so wrapped up into the horses through my lens I had not noticed they had come from out in the pasture up close and personal to me at the fence.  It was almost as if they enjoyed having their picture taken.  I am just tickled pink this is being published.  So that is my 15 seconds of fame.  YEAH!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-5322876094759571694?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/5322876094759571694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=5322876094759571694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5322876094759571694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/5322876094759571694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/07/path-to-his-soul.html' title='Path to his Soul.....'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3291/2651365945_b74de29d0c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-6569059306747398602</id><published>2008-07-08T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T15:49:35.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cowboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>COWBOY CAMP</title><content type='html'>Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was the first day of a week long adventure into the life of a Cowboy for Dustin and Raegan.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays camp consisted of:&lt;br /&gt;*  Cleaning Stalls&lt;br /&gt;*  Feeding and Watering&lt;br /&gt;* Grooming&lt;br /&gt;*Walking&lt;br /&gt;*Learning Anatormy&lt;br /&gt;* Walking behind Horse-Proper ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dustin told me that his horses name is "Lady" and she looks like a "COW"!  LOL  I have not figured out why yet.  He also told me in an email that while cleaning up poop in her stall she chased him... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in talking to him I found out that she had finished eating before he was done and was just falling him around.  He said she eats to much because there was too much poop in her stall.  HA HA!  Hopefully, tomorrow or later this week, I will have pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-6569059306747398602?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/6569059306747398602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=6569059306747398602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6569059306747398602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/6569059306747398602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/07/cowboy-camp.html' title='COWBOY CAMP'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3968251883464926065.post-7762710466738577301</id><published>2008-07-03T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T12:43:32.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><title type='text'>HAPPY 4TH OF JULY</title><content type='html'>Hey All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after being gone for a few months I decided that I was going to bring Life is a Journey back.  So, that said, after the holiday I will be posting so stop by and say hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an AWESOME 4th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin aka Wolfhuntress2002&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3968251883464926065-7762710466738577301?l=wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/feeds/7762710466738577301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3968251883464926065&amp;postID=7762710466738577301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7762710466738577301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3968251883464926065/posts/default/7762710466738577301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfhuntress2002.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='HAPPY 4TH OF JULY'/><author><name>Robin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01023929223545212603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYOG8VDt9NA/SZOHDKLQ5kI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jeAxLEaljnk/S220/2008-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
