<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557</id><updated>2011-11-14T20:50:59.908-05:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='Playgroup'/><category term='list'/><category term='Food Storage Room'/><category term='Hobbies'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Holly'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='garden'/><category term='gift'/><category term='art'/><category term='winter'/><category term='Water'/><category term='date'/><category term='hair'/><category term='etsy'/><category term='Ma-ga'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Sunday'/><category term='Stacey'/><category term='Mischeif'/><category term='Home'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='the future'/><category term='kids'/><category term='School'/><category term='growing up'/><category term='frugal'/><category term='Don'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='traditions'/><category term='Our home'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Library'/><category term='FHE'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='fall'/><category term='Trumbles'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='basment reno'/><category term='Raising kids'/><category term='trip'/><category term='Outtings'/><category term='tradition'/><category term='Church'/><category term='Love'/><category term='seasons'/><category term='Playing'/><category term='First year'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Visitors'/><category term='kids say'/><category term='Josh'/><title type='text'>Denim and Daisy's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>418</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-4688819889885715845</id><published>2011-11-14T20:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T20:50:59.947-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><title type='text'>So exciting! Our first sales.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--RnMi8hbt7w/TsHFSk-XH_I/AAAAAAAACWc/aAMdJrd75TU/s1600/IMG_0274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675033928417091570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--RnMi8hbt7w/TsHFSk-XH_I/AAAAAAAACWc/aAMdJrd75TU/s320/IMG_0274.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cXEo7K9gmEE/TsHFSeAPC8I/AAAAAAAACWQ/nvIMZ2RY2Ks/s1600/IMG_0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675033926545902530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cXEo7K9gmEE/TsHFSeAPC8I/AAAAAAAACWQ/nvIMZ2RY2Ks/s320/IMG_0265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom and I opened a shop on etsy &lt;a href="http://www.suebandme.etsy.com/"&gt;http://www.suebandme.etsy.com/&lt;/a&gt; . We are trying some different things we started with hair barrettes and burp cloths and are already excitedly planning what other crafty things we would like to sell. We had two sales this weekend and we were way excited yeah! Now we just need to get some more clips posted!.&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/7444725619300968557-4688819889885715845?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4688819889885715845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-exciting-our-first-sales.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4688819889885715845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4688819889885715845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-exciting-our-first-sales.html' title='So exciting! Our first sales.'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--RnMi8hbt7w/TsHFSk-XH_I/AAAAAAAACWc/aAMdJrd75TU/s72-c/IMG_0274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-6222929744799381447</id><published>2011-10-15T17:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T17:54:18.223-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our home'/><title type='text'>Halloween at our House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L5NFDv3cudw/TpoAcgQ9BEI/AAAAAAAACVs/J0Zpqvwmrxs/s1600/IMG_0160%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663839971069199426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L5NFDv3cudw/TpoAcgQ9BEI/AAAAAAAACVs/J0Zpqvwmrxs/s200/IMG_0160%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made this Boo and Headstones out of some plywood we had at our house. I spray painted them and looked up humorous headstones. I was really excited to see them up, I love that Don is into these things too. TRICK OR TREAT.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sU9XFeu4z2U/TpoAS4qrb0I/AAAAAAAACVc/GI2zvBTaaLs/s1600/IMG_0163%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663839805820858178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sU9XFeu4z2U/TpoAS4qrb0I/AAAAAAAACVc/GI2zvBTaaLs/s200/IMG_0163%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbCSdhamr3k/TpoASxUJzlI/AAAAAAAACVQ/C3xQqxIKJiA/s1600/IMG_0161%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663839803847331410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbCSdhamr3k/TpoASxUJzlI/AAAAAAAACVQ/C3xQqxIKJiA/s200/IMG_0161%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I7vQTkCI9Ys/TpoASv7gb9I/AAAAAAAACVI/MuQeEkB2X_A/s1600/IMG_0162%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663839803475521490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I7vQTkCI9Ys/TpoASv7gb9I/AAAAAAAACVI/MuQeEkB2X_A/s200/IMG_0162%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xe1YJPrfC5Y/TpoASsogpbI/AAAAAAAACU8/CxHXg2PO-aE/s1600/IMG_0164%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663839802590537138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xe1YJPrfC5Y/TpoASsogpbI/AAAAAAAACU8/CxHXg2PO-aE/s200/IMG_0164%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pCzP7TFle4w/TpoASXhZrgI/AAAAAAAACUw/a2VgaXKf1ro/s1600/IMG_0165%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663839796923575810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pCzP7TFle4w/TpoASXhZrgI/AAAAAAAACUw/a2VgaXKf1ro/s200/IMG_0165%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-6222929744799381447?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6222929744799381447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-at-our-house.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6222929744799381447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6222929744799381447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-at-our-house.html' title='Halloween at our House'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L5NFDv3cudw/TpoAcgQ9BEI/AAAAAAAACVs/J0Zpqvwmrxs/s72-c/IMG_0160%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-2136289197021524734</id><published>2011-09-11T21:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:28:45.825-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Metcalf Bottoms- an addition to summer places</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-24zdeZ1FdD8/Tm1edfmXMdI/AAAAAAAACUo/vJuy_ChWfUo/s1600/IMG_0456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651276968211460562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-24zdeZ1FdD8/Tm1edfmXMdI/AAAAAAAACUo/vJuy_ChWfUo/s200/IMG_0456.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our friend Lori, introduced us to this fun place of Metcalf Bottoms. I can't wait until next summer we are definetly going back. It's about an hour away and a perfect all day place. The kids could raft down or play in the water, or look for tad poles, and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HYIfS6gNWT8/Tm1ec9U8C-I/AAAAAAAACUg/7ilIWg0ubCY/s1600/IMG_0435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651276959011572706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HYIfS6gNWT8/Tm1ec9U8C-I/AAAAAAAACUg/7ilIWg0ubCY/s200/IMG_0435.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jy3dzKDRlSI/Tm1ecmONiOI/AAAAAAAACUY/6PXJFwmeSsA/s1600/IMG_0454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651276952809343202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jy3dzKDRlSI/Tm1ecmONiOI/AAAAAAAACUY/6PXJFwmeSsA/s200/IMG_0454.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u5vlXCvQd-o/Tm1eb2Gw5bI/AAAAAAAACUQ/Sz-G_HkiXds/s1600/IMG_0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651276939893204402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u5vlXCvQd-o/Tm1eb2Gw5bI/AAAAAAAACUQ/Sz-G_HkiXds/s200/IMG_0467.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is that cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gJirhX-jIlY/Tm1ebi66laI/AAAAAAAACUI/RCsWLR1Mmr4/s1600/IMG_0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651276934743233954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gJirhX-jIlY/Tm1ebi66laI/AAAAAAAACUI/RCsWLR1Mmr4/s200/IMG_0470.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-2136289197021524734?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2136289197021524734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/09/metcalf-bottoms-addition-to-summer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2136289197021524734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2136289197021524734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/09/metcalf-bottoms-addition-to-summer.html' title='Metcalf Bottoms- an addition to summer places'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-24zdeZ1FdD8/Tm1edfmXMdI/AAAAAAAACUo/vJuy_ChWfUo/s72-c/IMG_0456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-5176243136587324159</id><published>2011-09-11T20:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:04:38.628-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Holly's Birthday surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F7E4J7f-Yrs/Tm1YScq3oLI/AAAAAAAACTY/xxa1MRPDSMY/s1600/IMG_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651270181376729266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F7E4J7f-Yrs/Tm1YScq3oLI/AAAAAAAACTY/xxa1MRPDSMY/s200/IMG_0023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I asked Holly what she wanted for her birthday she said she wanted a barn. A barn? I don't even know where to get a barn!, was my reply. She simply said, "You just go to Home Depot." I asked her, "You mean a real barn. Why do you want a real barn?" Matter of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;factly&lt;/span&gt;, "So, I can put a horse in it." So for Holly's birthday I set up with a friend in our ward to go over and see her horse. I didn't tell Holly what we were going to do, just that it was a surprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651270172197358866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdsZkcTl4g8/Tm1YR6eVjRI/AAAAAAAACTQ/72r7e479UT0/s200/IMG_0034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651270164607066210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ydye_5niWFE/Tm1YReMq4GI/AAAAAAAACTI/refJcl2NLKo/s200/IMG_0027.jpg" /&gt;She was so excited. I brought carrots and apples to feed Cole, the horse. At first she tried to call Cole like a dog, "Come her Cole, Come her boy.", patting her thighs. She got to lead him and brush him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WmcR3UTeKA/Tm1YQzTtnjI/AAAAAAAACTA/aNbREyZthSk/s1600/IMG_0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651270153093881394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WmcR3UTeKA/Tm1YQzTtnjI/AAAAAAAACTA/aNbREyZthSk/s200/IMG_0039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even rode him bare back. I couldn't believe that she wasn't scared at all. Later on she feed him which was a little scary, horses have big mouths and Holly has little hands. This horse was so mellow and I am VERY thankful to Kelly for making my little girls day. (Josh's too, he went for a ride and the kids also rode together) Holly still would like her own horse, but wasn't excited to hear that she have to clean up the poop everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nFI8N9vU3r4/Tm1YQU9dFaI/AAAAAAAACS4/PUfBSjh4FRU/s1600/IMG_0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651270144947459490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nFI8N9vU3r4/Tm1YQU9dFaI/AAAAAAAACS4/PUfBSjh4FRU/s200/IMG_0053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By the way the horse is eating an apple her, not Holly's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-5176243136587324159?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5176243136587324159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/09/hollys-birthday-surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5176243136587324159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5176243136587324159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/09/hollys-birthday-surprise.html' title='Holly&apos;s Birthday surprise'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F7E4J7f-Yrs/Tm1YScq3oLI/AAAAAAAACTY/xxa1MRPDSMY/s72-c/IMG_0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-2149432897861114084</id><published>2011-09-11T20:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T20:50:16.260-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>A birthday Tradition</title><content type='html'>One of the things that I do on my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; birthdays is sing Happy Birthday to them for every meal. Who wants just one wish when you could have 3! They also get to choose what they want to eat. Breakfast: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Yogurt&lt;/span&gt; and berries. Lunch: Ham and cheese roll up. I also made her a tomato flower.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5YhM1rFSMDE/Tm1WK9VYfiI/AAAAAAAACSw/NAye47drX20/s1600/IMG_0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651267853682769442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5YhM1rFSMDE/Tm1WK9VYfiI/AAAAAAAACSw/NAye47drX20/s200/IMG_0068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wjaKOWWPW4I/Tm1WKpgB3_I/AAAAAAAACSo/aYYNTWMAKiU/s1600/IMG_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651267848358715378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wjaKOWWPW4I/Tm1WKpgB3_I/AAAAAAAACSo/aYYNTWMAKiU/s200/IMG_0079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner was tacos and for her cake she wanted a strawberry cake with strawberries on it and a horse on top! I got a little carried away on size. Let's just saw that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; treat and treat of the week will be Holly's birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pHNMkwznPQ/Tm1WJ84ok4I/AAAAAAAACSY/K0LjRn9imvg/s1600/IMG_0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651267836382319490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pHNMkwznPQ/Tm1WJ84ok4I/AAAAAAAACSY/K0LjRn9imvg/s200/IMG_0084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xE091hGNc_0/Tm1WKIYQQII/AAAAAAAACSg/ejzFZXxMLUI/s1600/IMG_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651267839467733122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xE091hGNc_0/Tm1WKIYQQII/AAAAAAAACSg/ejzFZXxMLUI/s200/IMG_0085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7444725619300968557-2149432897861114084?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2149432897861114084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/09/birthday-tradition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2149432897861114084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2149432897861114084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/09/birthday-tradition.html' title='A birthday Tradition'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5YhM1rFSMDE/Tm1WK9VYfiI/AAAAAAAACSw/NAye47drX20/s72-c/IMG_0068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-1526457627236729836</id><published>2011-06-17T07:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T07:33:00.612-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>P.E Art Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yy-Pjnk2m1I/TfVORK_xMGI/AAAAAAAACPw/sb5fDt2CEFY/s1600/115_7893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617482167131123810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yy-Pjnk2m1I/TfVORK_xMGI/AAAAAAAACPw/sb5fDt2CEFY/s200/115_7893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep, my son is so talented that he didn't have 1 not 2 but 3 pieces in the P.E. Art show. Okay so everyone had something in the art show. The first huge guy he did with 3 other boys the next piece he calls 'Super J' and the last piece is a fish and sponge bob is standing on its back. Not bad for a six year old. Our budding artist, okay so he may not be budding, but he is ours (and cute).&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u4HRgxJTOdI/TfVOQalA2DI/AAAAAAAACPo/dvdTkrooXZk/s1600/115_7894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617482154134001714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u4HRgxJTOdI/TfVOQalA2DI/AAAAAAAACPo/dvdTkrooXZk/s200/115_7894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u7y9bh8JgXc/TfVOQHpuIcI/AAAAAAAACPg/9NM1tMEvuZ0/s1600/115_7897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617482149053473218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u7y9bh8JgXc/TfVOQHpuIcI/AAAAAAAACPg/9NM1tMEvuZ0/s200/115_7897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JPObvaw9uZk/TfVOP8e25AI/AAAAAAAACPY/g9ttdr1bmC8/s1600/115_7898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617482146055119874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JPObvaw9uZk/TfVOP8e25AI/AAAAAAAACPY/g9ttdr1bmC8/s200/115_7898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-1526457627236729836?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1526457627236729836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/pe-art-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1526457627236729836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1526457627236729836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/pe-art-show.html' title='P.E Art Show'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yy-Pjnk2m1I/TfVORK_xMGI/AAAAAAAACPw/sb5fDt2CEFY/s72-c/115_7893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-7599488781350092890</id><published>2011-06-16T07:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T07:51:00.729-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><title type='text'>Ladies and Gentlemen... I give you the preschool class of 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dkZ1hMFDfrk/TfVRo-I_RCI/AAAAAAAACQQ/Pm5N7ZNKQ9k/s1600/115_7916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617485874531877922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dkZ1hMFDfrk/TfVRo-I_RCI/AAAAAAAACQQ/Pm5N7ZNKQ9k/s200/115_7916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Holly's last year in mommy co-op preschool. We get to start &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; this fall. She had a great time with these kids and learned &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left to right we have Mable, Zoe, Holly, Benson, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brylie&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cruze&lt;/span&gt; (P.J had already left).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our end of the year party the kids played we had pizza, cupcakes and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;goodie&lt;/span&gt; bags. We'll miss you class of 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m3yiY0tglkE/TfVRoj8jpCI/AAAAAAAACQI/1ALMSE0MRIs/s1600/115_7915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617485867500413986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m3yiY0tglkE/TfVRoj8jpCI/AAAAAAAACQI/1ALMSE0MRIs/s200/115_7915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7444725619300968557-7599488781350092890?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7599488781350092890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/ladies-and-gentlemen-i-give-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7599488781350092890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7599488781350092890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/ladies-and-gentlemen-i-give-you.html' title='Ladies and Gentlemen... I give you the preschool class of 2011'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dkZ1hMFDfrk/TfVRo-I_RCI/AAAAAAAACQQ/Pm5N7ZNKQ9k/s72-c/115_7916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-7563362143716361174</id><published>2011-06-15T07:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T07:58:00.599-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading Festival</title><content type='html'>The kids and I went to the library reading festival downtown. We had &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_aofIF-5z40/TfVUY3mPnqI/AAAAAAAACQ4/7kX4CPJdoWQ/s1600/115_7924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617488896432512674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_aofIF-5z40/TfVUY3mPnqI/AAAAAAAACQ4/7kX4CPJdoWQ/s200/115_7924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a real good time we got to do a few free crafts, ate some popcorn, split a shaved ice, played in the water, saw some zoo stuff, put pots on our heads, jumped in the bounce house you know the usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the perfect weather and the kids were really well behaved. It was and I quote "The best day ever", you know we get a lot of those around here. We must be doing something right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Holly won 3 free dance classes, yeah! Mommy loves free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATCeCttCfg8/TfVUYnRXgqI/AAAAAAAACQw/iWQcE0TKyJY/s1600/115_7921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617488892049982114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATCeCttCfg8/TfVUYnRXgqI/AAAAAAAACQw/iWQcE0TKyJY/s200/115_7921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZuKkCiep-o/TfVUYSUbUKI/AAAAAAAACQo/PTeWJxQb41M/s1600/115_7922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617488886425669794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZuKkCiep-o/TfVUYSUbUKI/AAAAAAAACQo/PTeWJxQb41M/s200/115_7922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rDe2awyyYO4/TfVUXjB9buI/AAAAAAAACQY/0XLSU0eRQNw/s1600/115_7927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617488873731747554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rDe2awyyYO4/TfVUXjB9buI/AAAAAAAACQY/0XLSU0eRQNw/s200/115_7927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-He9mZamfeRA/TfVUX7cdNqI/AAAAAAAACQg/4JsHcyEMpJs/s1600/115_7923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617488880285333154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-He9mZamfeRA/TfVUX7cdNqI/AAAAAAAACQg/4JsHcyEMpJs/s200/115_7923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-7563362143716361174?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7563362143716361174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-reading-festival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7563362143716361174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7563362143716361174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-reading-festival.html' title='Summer Reading Festival'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_aofIF-5z40/TfVUY3mPnqI/AAAAAAAACQ4/7kX4CPJdoWQ/s72-c/115_7924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-1159566743453063180</id><published>2011-06-14T08:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T08:10:00.507-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Summer list</title><content type='html'>Last summer I was very structured with our time, and I would &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; be so again this year if our free summer movies hadn't turned into our 3 dollar movies and we weren't going to be gone half the summer. So I am trying to go by the seat of our pants. But, you know me I can't let go totally, with that said the kids and I made a list at the beginning of the summer of things we'd like to do. Here it is: Go to the splash pad, zoo, a museum (Josh is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;obsessed&lt;/span&gt; with this one, but there are no great museums here), movies (only one time this year instead of every week), play at a friends house, go to Fort &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Louden&lt;/span&gt;, go to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Greenville&lt;/span&gt;, go to a fun park the Roses told us about, Bounce house, go to a park and play, go to McDonald's, a family date (this was Holly, when I asked what do we do on a family date she said we go out to eat, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt;), putt-putt golf, movie night, have an all day movie day-at home, picnic at our house, have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;play date&lt;/span&gt;, go swimming, go to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Oma&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Opa's&lt;/span&gt; house, go to Tu-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tu's&lt;/span&gt; house, go to Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa T's house, Make ice cream, go camping and have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;s'mores&lt;/span&gt;, go to the library, ride our bikes at the park, go to the beach and make sandcastles, see fireworks, go bowling, feed the ducks, go bowling, and go to Lookout point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pheww&lt;/span&gt;, that is a long list, but we've already been able to quite a few and mostly for free, because friends have invited us here or there. So, thank you for all those who are helping us make this THE BEST SUMMER &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EVVVVVVEEEERRR&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-1159566743453063180?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1159566743453063180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-list.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1159566743453063180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1159566743453063180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-list.html' title='Summer list'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-1797004841786702259</id><published>2011-06-13T08:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T08:36:00.944-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basment reno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Storage Room'/><title type='text'>Reno update-my food storage room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HaPGCCCIwYw/TfVcEov1G3I/AAAAAAAACSQ/g4oyV1HoBqM/s1600/115_7790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617497344941824882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HaPGCCCIwYw/TfVcEov1G3I/AAAAAAAACSQ/g4oyV1HoBqM/s200/115_7790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's an update on my food storage room. We have cleared, framed, dry walled, taped, mudded, put in a floating sub floor, primed, painted ceiling and walls and Don just put in the floor pad. All that is left is the flooring and shelves. I can't wait to put in my rotating can dispensers and fill this puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0cULJn8Hc60/TfVcEJY3EFI/AAAAAAAACSI/2M7sjZelHuM/s1600/115_7931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617497336523984978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0cULJn8Hc60/TfVcEJY3EFI/AAAAAAAACSI/2M7sjZelHuM/s200/115_7931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tPYCUsQzv9M/TfVcD98IIMI/AAAAAAAACSA/q6-ysKjDVRw/s1600/115_7932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617497333450678466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tPYCUsQzv9M/TfVcD98IIMI/AAAAAAAACSA/q6-ysKjDVRw/s200/115_7932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FlyXOF1jzfw/TfVcDNnvXaI/AAAAAAAACR4/ddMrUbDztCg/s1600/115_7937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617497320480267682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FlyXOF1jzfw/TfVcDNnvXaI/AAAAAAAACR4/ddMrUbDztCg/s200/115_7937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o5H0sUvhjak/TfVcC_BVRQI/AAAAAAAACRw/AsKsLryzcR8/s1600/115_7938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617497316561077506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o5H0sUvhjak/TfVcC_BVRQI/AAAAAAAACRw/AsKsLryzcR8/s200/115_7938.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's looing gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-1797004841786702259?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1797004841786702259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/reno-update-my-food-storage-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1797004841786702259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1797004841786702259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/reno-update-my-food-storage-room.html' title='Reno update-my food storage room'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HaPGCCCIwYw/TfVcEov1G3I/AAAAAAAACSQ/g4oyV1HoBqM/s72-c/115_7790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-3735345835092032187</id><published>2011-06-13T07:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T19:51:16.638-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gaeqn0rUx-o/TfVQaeEpfeI/AAAAAAAACQA/69ETg5sOqMs/s1600/115_7905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617484525893942754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gaeqn0rUx-o/TfVQaeEpfeI/AAAAAAAACQA/69ETg5sOqMs/s200/115_7905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6scaQLiJdY/TfVQZ9RmTrI/AAAAAAAACP4/m0S3JoiAfz4/s1600/115_7903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617484517089889970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6scaQLiJdY/TfVQZ9RmTrI/AAAAAAAACP4/m0S3JoiAfz4/s200/115_7903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can never get a clear shot of him. Josh was awarded a couple of awards. He got one for excelled reading, one for doing a math-a-thon and one for testing high in reading. Way to go kiddo!&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/7444725619300968557-3735345835092032187?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3735345835092032187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/awards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3735345835092032187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3735345835092032187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/awards.html' title='Awards'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gaeqn0rUx-o/TfVQaeEpfeI/AAAAAAAACQA/69ETg5sOqMs/s72-c/115_7905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-5714413301345946651</id><published>2011-06-12T20:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T20:44:10.589-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><title type='text'>True Knoxvillian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nyy9sUrHzAE/TfVanAuTRGI/AAAAAAAACRo/OkQ2dPAWavI/s1600/115_7847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617495736470160482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nyy9sUrHzAE/TfVanAuTRGI/AAAAAAAACRo/OkQ2dPAWavI/s320/115_7847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were playing at the park with some friends the other day and Holly comes up to me and says, "Mom, where do I live?". I told her you live in Knoxville, she proudly walks back to the three older boys she had been talking to and says, "See, I told you, I don't live in Tennessee, I live in Knoxville!". The other mother and I just laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-5714413301345946651?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5714413301345946651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/true-knoxvillian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5714413301345946651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5714413301345946651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/true-knoxvillian.html' title='True Knoxvillian'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nyy9sUrHzAE/TfVanAuTRGI/AAAAAAAACRo/OkQ2dPAWavI/s72-c/115_7847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-1302576998611548699</id><published>2011-06-05T20:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T20:54:41.650-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outtings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>First Family Campout</title><content type='html'>Well, I brought my camera but forgot to bring extra batteries. So no pictures, when Katie emails me some pics I will post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went with our friends the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Teed's&lt;/span&gt;, camping. It was a quick trip, but I loved it. I don't know who was more excited me or the kids. I started packing 2 days before hand and our trip would only last about 24 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie, the kids and I went up earlier on Friday and got a site and started setting up camp. Yep, we put up both tents, started a fire, and started dinner (roasted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wieners&lt;/span&gt;). The guys carpooled up and met up with us after they got of work. Josh was so excited. Wow! look at our tent. Wow! look at the fire. You know I was doing the same thing inside. I love the campfire smell, I love making &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Smores&lt;/span&gt;, I love playing games, I love playing in the water, I love Don telling pretend ghost stories, I love Don pointing out the stars, I loved being together as a family. I would have stayed longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly loved the water, she kept catching minoes with her bare hands. I think she loved everything except , "The dirty part" on her marshmellow. I think she thought it was cool to pee in the river, play with her flashlight, and get to play the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh loved every new thing. He definetly liked the swimming, and the smores, sleeping in a tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don loved that he didn't get eatten by bugs, playing games around the campfire, and squirting us all with water guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-1302576998611548699?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1302576998611548699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-family-campout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1302576998611548699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1302576998611548699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-family-campout.html' title='First Family Campout'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-3010573801819217697</id><published>2011-05-25T07:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T07:49:00.679-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><title type='text'>Preschool Field Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NSISgdABtxk/TdmhwHV8DGI/AAAAAAAACPM/SHHFEEog0xk/s1600/115_7870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609692658843520098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NSISgdABtxk/TdmhwHV8DGI/AAAAAAAACPM/SHHFEEog0xk/s200/115_7870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got to go to the fire house for Holly's field trip. The firemen were so nice and soooooo patient with our 8 kids plus younger siblings. The kids loved the fire truck. The guys let them go all over it and showed the kids what firemen look like when they try to help them in a fire. Holly was totally getting her flirt on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4j6Dkr-HxWs/Tdmhvm1WO3I/AAAAAAAACPE/3G-TvsSMpgw/s1600/115_7878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609692650116889458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4j6Dkr-HxWs/Tdmhvm1WO3I/AAAAAAAACPE/3G-TvsSMpgw/s200/115_7878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The group P.J, Mable, Brylie, Parker (benson's little brother), Benson, Cruze, Zoe, Holly, Charlie (Mable's little brother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IR2qk5oukMM/Tdmhvp7b7dI/AAAAAAAACO8/MTHWHX6dOOM/s1600/115_7876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609692650947734994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IR2qk5oukMM/Tdmhvp7b7dI/AAAAAAAACO8/MTHWHX6dOOM/s200/115_7876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ujebkuYaVR4/TdmhvJLT-gI/AAAAAAAACO0/CMQnGkzosJU/s1600/115_7879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609692642155952642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ujebkuYaVR4/TdmhvJLT-gI/AAAAAAAACO0/CMQnGkzosJU/s200/115_7879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KO5mFz5ZcMI/TdmhuxrKMVI/AAAAAAAACOs/E4mAjvVajAw/s1600/115_7884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609692635847078226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KO5mFz5ZcMI/TdmhuxrKMVI/AAAAAAAACOs/E4mAjvVajAw/s200/115_7884.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's ready to drive, just as soon as her feet reach the petals.&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-3010573801819217697?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3010573801819217697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/preschool-field-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3010573801819217697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3010573801819217697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/preschool-field-trip.html' title='Preschool Field Trip'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NSISgdABtxk/TdmhwHV8DGI/AAAAAAAACPM/SHHFEEog0xk/s72-c/115_7870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-6187181001026666412</id><published>2011-05-24T07:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T07:40:01.008-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>A huntin' we will go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1HpMKLAB2Qc/Tdmf2QXstAI/AAAAAAAACOk/90wY-9RrDgo/s1600/115_7849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609690565322781698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1HpMKLAB2Qc/Tdmf2QXstAI/AAAAAAAACOk/90wY-9RrDgo/s200/115_7849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Along with our real eggs we hid quite a few plastic eggs filled with candy. (Note to self only buy to small bags of candy next year, other wise it will just end up on your hips!). We got home from our trip to Atlanta and the kids went down for a nap. We hid the eggs in our backyard. They were way excited for the hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tkyQP9jcH00/Tdmf2Zcx5pI/AAAAAAAACOc/fsjop1Cr_cM/s1600/115_7855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609690567760012946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tkyQP9jcH00/Tdmf2Zcx5pI/AAAAAAAACOc/fsjop1Cr_cM/s200/115_7855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YyPISe9CeH8/TdmfknhDN8I/AAAAAAAACOU/LuHUtO037Fs/s1600/115_7863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609690262298376130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YyPISe9CeH8/TdmfknhDN8I/AAAAAAAACOU/LuHUtO037Fs/s200/115_7863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don watched over the porch to help guide, if need be. We hid them everywhere on the playset, on the fence, in the garden, no not there Holly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5pne9Dy7CvM/TdmfkIjVjrI/AAAAAAAACOM/Sz9hCWN9syU/s1600/115_7860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609690253986467506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5pne9Dy7CvM/TdmfkIjVjrI/AAAAAAAACOM/Sz9hCWN9syU/s200/115_7860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xeuDbGRku58/Tdmfj-zqGII/AAAAAAAACOE/OMgVJYCWKWg/s1600/115_7861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609690251370567810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xeuDbGRku58/Tdmfj-zqGII/AAAAAAAACOE/OMgVJYCWKWg/s200/115_7861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It probally took the 15 minutes to find them all. In the end Don had to point some out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-swUNPiZeylc/TdmfjXwiaAI/AAAAAAAACN0/VKABzs0Px6Q/s1600/115_7865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609690240888498178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-swUNPiZeylc/TdmfjXwiaAI/AAAAAAAACN0/VKABzs0Px6Q/s200/115_7865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qqb4dhXTiaU/TdmfjlIb0zI/AAAAAAAACN8/-XHHD_XPrvU/s1600/115_7864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609690244478391090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qqb4dhXTiaU/TdmfjlIb0zI/AAAAAAAACN8/-XHHD_XPrvU/s200/115_7864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rabbit was good this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-6187181001026666412?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6187181001026666412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/huntin-we-will-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6187181001026666412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6187181001026666412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/huntin-we-will-go.html' title='A huntin&apos; we will go!'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1HpMKLAB2Qc/Tdmf2QXstAI/AAAAAAAACOk/90wY-9RrDgo/s72-c/115_7849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-1062076178396715791</id><published>2011-05-23T07:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T07:34:00.294-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Egg Dying for the first time EVER!</title><content type='html'>YES, this was the first time my kids have ever dyed Easter eggs. Why? you may ask. I don't like eggs, especially hard boiled eggs. I just discovered last Thanksgiving that my kids do and will eat eggs. They will eat deviled eggs, egg salad sandwiches and Holly will just eat a hard boiled egg. Well that meant we wouldn't be wasting the eggs, so decorating we did. Everybody used their creative juices, even Don and I. We each did 3 I know not that many but a dozen was just the right amount.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LHCPy6JTNM/Tdmdzo6ubUI/AAAAAAAACNs/xMz8M0ME_3E/s1600/115_7802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609688321349283138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LHCPy6JTNM/Tdmdzo6ubUI/AAAAAAAACNs/xMz8M0ME_3E/s200/115_7802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-42CYbiPghU0/TdmdzntwtSI/AAAAAAAACNk/H4V-J6A7u8w/s1600/115_7803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609688321026471202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-42CYbiPghU0/TdmdzntwtSI/AAAAAAAACNk/H4V-J6A7u8w/s200/115_7803.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2MHiyGjmV0Q/TdmdzFuOYbI/AAAAAAAACNc/0U35oQ0msYM/s1600/115_7805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609688311901610418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2MHiyGjmV0Q/TdmdzFuOYbI/AAAAAAAACNc/0U35oQ0msYM/s200/115_7805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7444725619300968557-1062076178396715791?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1062076178396715791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/egg-dying-for-first-time-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1062076178396715791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1062076178396715791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/egg-dying-for-first-time-ever.html' title='Egg Dying for the first time EVER!'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LHCPy6JTNM/Tdmdzo6ubUI/AAAAAAAACNs/xMz8M0ME_3E/s72-c/115_7802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-7995299075886841565</id><published>2011-05-22T19:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T19:58:04.868-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outtings'/><title type='text'>Family Truip to Atlanta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rH2xG9kXFoo/TdmbkDjWJ8I/AAAAAAAACNU/JRKjbOdkIIE/s1600/115_7806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609685854597818306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rH2xG9kXFoo/TdmbkDjWJ8I/AAAAAAAACNU/JRKjbOdkIIE/s200/115_7806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In April we decided to take the kids to the Atlanta Temple &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;open house&lt;/span&gt;. We drove up Friday evening and stayed at a hotel. The kids were way impressed. We even got to eat there and there was fruit for Holly and doughnuts for Josh. Does life get any better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We packed our Saturday. First is was of to the temple. The tour was quick, but the kids thought it was neat. Holly loved the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chandlers&lt;/span&gt; and Josh said that he felt the Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfN5QyhABsc/TdmbjnJB5VI/AAAAAAAACNM/EM8nWnHYRPI/s1600/115_7809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609685846971245906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfN5QyhABsc/TdmbjnJB5VI/AAAAAAAACNM/EM8nWnHYRPI/s200/115_7809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KML1bDa0opA/Tdmbjc3mKFI/AAAAAAAACNE/icPfqGw5ERU/s1600/115_7812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609685844213770322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KML1bDa0opA/Tdmbjc3mKFI/AAAAAAAACNE/icPfqGw5ERU/s200/115_7812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the kids in the courtyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next we went to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fernbank&lt;/span&gt; Natural History Museum. Josh LOVED the dinosaurs. I wish we had more time here. We found the coolest kid play place in the last 15 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZPvRkOP4OY/TdmbjI3y2HI/AAAAAAAACM8/OzHeszKcI-Q/s1600/115_7813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609685838845892722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZPvRkOP4OY/TdmbjI3y2HI/AAAAAAAACM8/OzHeszKcI-Q/s200/115_7813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FwISTwMXnf0/Tdma-SAzOGI/AAAAAAAACM0/khL8ABdTRrQ/s1600/115_7828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609685205644425314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FwISTwMXnf0/Tdma-SAzOGI/AAAAAAAACM0/khL8ABdTRrQ/s200/115_7828.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hHFyAL3fGRI/Tdma-H8JlnI/AAAAAAAACMs/FMmQYwLmLxU/s1600/115_7832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609685202940565106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hHFyAL3fGRI/Tdma-H8JlnI/AAAAAAAACMs/FMmQYwLmLxU/s200/115_7832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don let me get a couple of goofy pictures of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0fy4-9wSVc/Tdma9_XmrxI/AAAAAAAACMk/fVzIV7AOwuE/s1600/115_7833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609685200639799058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0fy4-9wSVc/Tdma9_XmrxI/AAAAAAAACMk/fVzIV7AOwuE/s200/115_7833.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner at Outback another exciting and special thing for the kids (and mom and dad too) we headed over to Stone Mountain where once the sunsets they do this amazing laser show off of the mountain. This is a carving in the mountain of General Lee and part of the confederate army. (I tried to take pictures of the show I just couldn't get the right setting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlzlqGUfJM8/Tdma9o2Z5BI/AAAAAAAACMc/7ONLUwxED4k/s1600/115_7837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609685194594968594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlzlqGUfJM8/Tdma9o2Z5BI/AAAAAAAACMc/7ONLUwxED4k/s200/115_7837.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent one more night and drove home. We really had a fun family time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_o7i9OXaFI/Tdma9RnpVQI/AAAAAAAACMU/jtGmnCuRfmw/s1600/115_7843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609685188359050498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_o7i9OXaFI/Tdma9RnpVQI/AAAAAAAACMU/jtGmnCuRfmw/s200/115_7843.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-7995299075886841565?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7995299075886841565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/family-truip-to-atlanta.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7995299075886841565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7995299075886841565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/05/family-truip-to-atlanta.html' title='Family Truip to Atlanta'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rH2xG9kXFoo/TdmbkDjWJ8I/AAAAAAAACNU/JRKjbOdkIIE/s72-c/115_7806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-3247863275425966228</id><published>2011-04-21T08:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T08:28:00.865-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>My new chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-WluXSDt_o/TauK-0pvqjI/AAAAAAAACMM/TmUWw7uXBvw/s1600/115_7792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596719773828229682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-WluXSDt_o/TauK-0pvqjI/AAAAAAAACMM/TmUWw7uXBvw/s320/115_7792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to order a new computer chair for my new office. I needed something tall enough for my counter high computer space but low enough for my sewing area. I picked this one our and I picked the material. I the picture the orange was much more vivid. It actaully is the color of the 1970's church soft chairs, not nessacerily what I was going for, but it will work and it is comfy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-3247863275425966228?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3247863275425966228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-new-chair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3247863275425966228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3247863275425966228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-new-chair.html' title='My new chair'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-WluXSDt_o/TauK-0pvqjI/AAAAAAAACMM/TmUWw7uXBvw/s72-c/115_7792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-554862507789479679</id><published>2011-04-19T08:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T08:15:00.806-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Ward Activity</title><content type='html'>We had a ward activity that I was over. It was a whole ward effort. The RS did advertising and tables, the YW did a spiritual thought on Christ and Easter, the Primary did a childrens Easter egg hunt, the Elder's Quarom and High Priest did breakfast and the YM did clean up. I was worried about everybody doing their part and that worring was a waste of time. Everyone shined in their efforts and we had a wonderful activity. The food has way better than I asked for and only went over $2-5's. I asked for pancakes, bacon, juice. We got scrambled eggs, pancakes that were huge and light and fluffy, ham, hash browns and o.j. It was so delisious. It was neat to see all the men cooking away. It was hot and ready on time. The kids loved the egg hunt, we made it an indoor one due to weather. The YW were sweet and the YM cleaned without leaders. I am so proud of our ward family. Sad to say I forgot to take one single picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-554862507789479679?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/554862507789479679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/ward-activity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/554862507789479679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/554862507789479679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/ward-activity.html' title='Ward Activity'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-6171722753165511381</id><published>2011-04-18T08:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:09:00.086-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>What color are you?</title><content type='html'>We had such a neat Enrichment this last week. Way to go enrichment committee. We snacked on foods from the rainbow (there was tons of fruit, yeah for me Healthy). We took a personality test. you were either Orange, Gold, Blue or Green. I am very Gold and I found myself surrounded by people I truly identify with. It was really themed night and Avery tied in to the fact we are not one compartment, but we should strive to be a bit of each, because that is what our Savior is. She talked about that Christ is the light we look to and we want our image to be in his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;countenance&lt;/span&gt;. She gave us each a crystal at the end of the night because when you shine a light on a crystal it makes a many rainbows. Christ being the light us being the crystal. I loved the whole evening.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJfUMsxJsmA/TauBa6oiv7I/AAAAAAAACME/BmNeHGJmbco/s1600/115_7787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596709261353861042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJfUMsxJsmA/TauBa6oiv7I/AAAAAAAACME/BmNeHGJmbco/s200/115_7787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SuGJrE0m-g/TauBan1eCII/AAAAAAAACL8/BaXWb9yDezw/s1600/115_7786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596709256307804290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SuGJrE0m-g/TauBan1eCII/AAAAAAAACL8/BaXWb9yDezw/s200/115_7786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4HThKkwFKAQ/TauBashrwVI/AAAAAAAACL0/J-akGd-tx5Q/s1600/115_7789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596709257566994770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4HThKkwFKAQ/TauBashrwVI/AAAAAAAACL0/J-akGd-tx5Q/s200/115_7789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7444725619300968557-6171722753165511381?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6171722753165511381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-color-are-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6171722753165511381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6171722753165511381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-color-are-you.html' title='What color are you?'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJfUMsxJsmA/TauBa6oiv7I/AAAAAAAACME/BmNeHGJmbco/s72-c/115_7787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-7418234781681411763</id><published>2011-04-17T20:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T20:09:07.651-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Storage Room'/><title type='text'>Food Storage Room Demo and Framing</title><content type='html'>Yep, I helped make this mess. It is amazing the feeling that comes when destroying something with a hammer. Of course Don was much faster than I at pulling stuff down. Don took the duct work and put it between the floor joist (or however you say that) so now we don't have this huge beam from our ceiling. It really makes the room feel more open.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-w7rcYKw0Y/TauAC7aDD2I/AAAAAAAACLs/o5IdsxVrvE4/s1600/115_7783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596707749733011298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-w7rcYKw0Y/TauAC7aDD2I/AAAAAAAACLs/o5IdsxVrvE4/s200/115_7783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Gl8ruHUerg/TauAC1UDrLI/AAAAAAAACLk/zQPqAO3zp7Q/s1600/115_7782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596707748097273010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Gl8ruHUerg/TauAC1UDrLI/AAAAAAAACLk/zQPqAO3zp7Q/s200/115_7782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D4Sg1fkEvbE/TauACmfFJrI/AAAAAAAACLc/eYm-lalsJ0s/s1600/115_7781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596707744116975282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D4Sg1fkEvbE/TauACmfFJrI/AAAAAAAACLc/eYm-lalsJ0s/s200/115_7781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CMQeCezaG6c/TauACbRk6BI/AAAAAAAACLU/98gvqgoa2GM/s1600/115_7791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596707741107546130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CMQeCezaG6c/TauACbRk6BI/AAAAAAAACLU/98gvqgoa2GM/s200/115_7791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we had to fill up that new found openess with my new food storage room. Yeah! Look at the beautiful frame work Don did this weekend. He says that the wiring will be done this week and maybe some dry wall will be hung. Hmmm, I wonder what color I should paint the inside?&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-7418234781681411763?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7418234781681411763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/food-storage-room-demo-and-framing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7418234781681411763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7418234781681411763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/food-storage-room-demo-and-framing.html' title='Food Storage Room Demo and Framing'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-w7rcYKw0Y/TauAC7aDD2I/AAAAAAAACLs/o5IdsxVrvE4/s72-c/115_7783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-8573627423876347841</id><published>2011-04-08T08:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T08:22:00.238-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><title type='text'>Her own style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dX1Rlc5aQQc/TZkPgUluEAI/AAAAAAAACIE/UIEbM7G32Pc/s1600/115_7747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591517460314329090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dX1Rlc5aQQc/TZkPgUluEAI/AAAAAAAACIE/UIEbM7G32Pc/s200/115_7747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holly loves dresses and skirts. Although spring has flirted with us here, it is still &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt; to wear pants and most of the time a sweater or jacket. I thought that I would post of few of Holly's combinations. I forgot to take a picture of today's out fit. It was a long sleeved blue flowered dress shirt with a &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZXe0YGxPG4/TZkPgfkiQhI/AAAAAAAACH8/ql0WE4jTUOs/s1600/115_7746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591517463262151186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZXe0YGxPG4/TZkPgfkiQhI/AAAAAAAACH8/ql0WE4jTUOs/s200/115_7746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; plum skirt underneath that and jeans under that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These were earlier this week. A little summer dress, (which I will always make her wear a t-shirt under, but I would pick white in color), with a purple stripped tee underneath and jean &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stretch&lt;/span&gt; pants under that. In the morning she had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lavender&lt;/span&gt; sweater to keep her warm and don't forget the purple high heel shoes that she loves to clomp around in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last one &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; worked and I wished I had gotten a picture when she had her pink raincoat and matching rain hat on. Plus her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rain boots&lt;/span&gt; and matching umbrella in tote. This &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ensemble&lt;/span&gt; is a cute lime green tee, paired with a bright blue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJBNfmF6WpU/TZkPgC7rwQI/AAAAAAAACH0/TRbbwis9kdg/s1600/115_7748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591517455574614274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJBNfmF6WpU/TZkPgC7rwQI/AAAAAAAACH0/TRbbwis9kdg/s200/115_7748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ruffle skirt (you know ruffles are all the rage this season) and sparkly leggings to go underneath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She just loves her skirts and maybe she will start a trend. &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/7444725619300968557-8573627423876347841?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8573627423876347841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/her-own-style.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/8573627423876347841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/8573627423876347841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/her-own-style.html' title='Her own style'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dX1Rlc5aQQc/TZkPgUluEAI/AAAAAAAACIE/UIEbM7G32Pc/s72-c/115_7747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-9101739387205503285</id><published>2011-04-07T08:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T08:11:01.228-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>A funny TAIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGtT_EOFvZw/TZkNI-P-1XI/AAAAAAAACHk/s02x7eJKM5o/s1600/115_7750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591514860157326706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGtT_EOFvZw/TZkNI-P-1XI/AAAAAAAACHk/s02x7eJKM5o/s200/115_7750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know that it is spring in our backyard because the rabbits are back. Last week Holly spotted a baby rabbit and chased it around the yard. I am surprised it didn't die of a heart attack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G4py9ddpi10/TZkN5cRZO6I/AAAAAAAACHs/tL3FjWX-_w8/s1600/115B7760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591515692850035618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G4py9ddpi10/TZkN5cRZO6I/AAAAAAAACHs/tL3FjWX-_w8/s200/115B7760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, Don went to mow the yard and found a baby rabbit. He put it in one of my buckets. I went over to talk to it and it hopped out. Don was a little disappointed. Not to worry. Later, as I sat in my office &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uwYhFMHR4_M/TZkNIFa7hZI/AAAAAAAACHU/N3xXhJ2Dd7U/s1600/115B7770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591514844902426002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uwYhFMHR4_M/TZkNIFa7hZI/AAAAAAAACHU/N3xXhJ2Dd7U/s200/115B7770.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;watching conference, Don knocks on my window to show me he caught the rabbit again. As he tilts the bucket the rabbit sees it's escape and hops out. I got the fun entertainment of watching Don run back and forth in front of my window trying to recapture the baby rabbit. Man those things are fast. Finally success! He asked me to take it to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;elementary&lt;/span&gt; school right away (we don't want it here by our garden, and we can't kill it either). The school is literally 3 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; away. By the time I got back he had caught 3 more and was chasing another. That's right FIVE rabbits. We never saw the mother, but if she wants to find them she can go to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;elementary&lt;/span&gt; school. And that is the end of our furry tail, or so we hope!&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/7444725619300968557-9101739387205503285?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/9101739387205503285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/funny-tail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/9101739387205503285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/9101739387205503285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/funny-tail.html' title='A funny TAIL'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGtT_EOFvZw/TZkNI-P-1XI/AAAAAAAACHk/s02x7eJKM5o/s72-c/115_7750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-7281004596891953377</id><published>2011-04-06T08:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T08:33:00.204-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basment reno'/><title type='text'>New renovation to start- THE FOOD STORAGE AREA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0wxJel1asa0/TZkSKN9sVsI/AAAAAAAACIU/QS_Zyt_g8e4/s1600/115_7743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591520379113592514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0wxJel1asa0/TZkSKN9sVsI/AAAAAAAACIU/QS_Zyt_g8e4/s200/115_7743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have done my part so Don can start on our next project. I am super excited. This use to be where my computer was, but now that I have my office I moved all my stuff over. All that is left is an old sewing table that is going to my mother-in-law next visit. That wood thing is actually a cabinet and the boxes on top are either to donate or to be put in the attic. So yeah, I am so excited to see all my food lined up and organized. More to come! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ONBfqyteaSM/TZkSJzy1LgI/AAAAAAAACIM/xEFyRtESL-M/s1600/115_7744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591520372088712706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ONBfqyteaSM/TZkSJzy1LgI/AAAAAAAACIM/xEFyRtESL-M/s200/115_7744.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7444725619300968557-7281004596891953377?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7281004596891953377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-renovation-to-start-food-storage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7281004596891953377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7281004596891953377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-renovation-to-start-food-storage.html' title='New renovation to start- THE FOOD STORAGE AREA'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0wxJel1asa0/TZkSKN9sVsI/AAAAAAAACIU/QS_Zyt_g8e4/s72-c/115_7743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-4847917299892785148</id><published>2011-04-05T08:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T08:53:00.417-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>FREE, FREE, FREE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQUDrZ_zhn0/TZkZRneimLI/AAAAAAAACI8/PF2GPnOIWXw/s1600/115_7706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591528202802731186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQUDrZ_zhn0/TZkZRneimLI/AAAAAAAACI8/PF2GPnOIWXw/s200/115_7706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The children's museum was free. So Katie and I packed up the kids and went we had a fun time. We dressed up and played and even played outside and ate our packed lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DBfRQqdEX1c/TZkZRZSow8I/AAAAAAAACI0/Hx5R5wtLqss/s1600/115_7709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591528198994707394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DBfRQqdEX1c/TZkZRZSow8I/AAAAAAAACI0/Hx5R5wtLqss/s200/115_7709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRi7XEKEuew/TZkZQ-nGCrI/AAAAAAAACIs/eDfEwuAzWpg/s1600/115_7713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591528191832754866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FRi7XEKEuew/TZkZQ-nGCrI/AAAAAAAACIs/eDfEwuAzWpg/s200/115_7713.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p4-x7LIn8u8/TZkZQgN6J9I/AAAAAAAACIk/vS4LKmS4usw/s1600/115_7715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591528183674054610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p4-x7LIn8u8/TZkZQgN6J9I/AAAAAAAACIk/vS4LKmS4usw/s200/115_7715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7OiVqRXYB4/TZkZQbVpIEI/AAAAAAAACIc/MXe-B_QGnKw/s1600/115_7718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591528182364315714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7OiVqRXYB4/TZkZQbVpIEI/AAAAAAAACIc/MXe-B_QGnKw/s200/115_7718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-4847917299892785148?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4847917299892785148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/free-free-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4847917299892785148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4847917299892785148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/free-free-free.html' title='FREE, FREE, FREE'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQUDrZ_zhn0/TZkZRneimLI/AAAAAAAACI8/PF2GPnOIWXw/s72-c/115_7706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-2213921453448546236</id><published>2011-04-04T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T09:49:00.639-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FHE'/><title type='text'>Best FHE- Don I'm so proud of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DWnMdrtatL0/TZkj1gi0E9I/AAAAAAAACLM/SMn8O1q5PhI/s1600/090404-023341-149010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591539814533174226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DWnMdrtatL0/TZkj1gi0E9I/AAAAAAAACLM/SMn8O1q5PhI/s200/090404-023341-149010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt;, Don and I decided to play a game with the kids. It was pretty nice outside so we decided it would be fun to play baseball. We told the kids we were going to go outside and do something as a family and we'd have to work together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went out and used the t-ball stand. Don was the outfielder and the kids and I took turns hitting the ball and running the bases (flattened cereal boxes) before daddy could tag us out. Sometimes the kids got tagged, sometimes I had to hit them home, but everyone had fun. We then played some quick hide and go seek. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it was time to go in and have our closing prayer and our treat Don asked the kids some questions. He asked Josh if he ever made it to home plate by himself? Josh said no, mommy and Holly had to help me. He asked Holly the same question. She gave basically the same reply. Don said that is like returning home to our Heavenly Father we have to work as a family to get there, and just like they need mommy to make it possible to get home, we needed Jesus to make it possible to return to our Heavenly Father. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so proud of Don he did that whole thing on his own, no prompting or deciding on it together, he just spiritually lead our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BEST &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-2213921453448546236?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2213921453448546236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/best-fhe-don-im-so-proud-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2213921453448546236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2213921453448546236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/best-fhe-don-im-so-proud-of-you.html' title='Best FHE- Don I&apos;m so proud of you'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DWnMdrtatL0/TZkj1gi0E9I/AAAAAAAACLM/SMn8O1q5PhI/s72-c/090404-023341-149010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-3247563935996658598</id><published>2011-04-03T21:13:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:48:58.244-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raising kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>A week in my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kBDdkLbhk4E/TZkeIj7DhiI/AAAAAAAACLE/8kgm7uuTF0s/s1600/115_7738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591533544787904034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kBDdkLbhk4E/TZkeIj7DhiI/AAAAAAAACLE/8kgm7uuTF0s/s200/115_7738.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had this great idea I would take picutres of things I did during the week, I ended up with way too many pictures. But her are some. For anyone that really knows me I am a schedule freak. It bring sanity to my life. Monday: Go walking; do laundry/change the bedding; make bread; make treat of the week and FHE treat; pick-up Josh; homework; dinner; FHE. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0BbB0DSQPhM/TZkdbf-xiII/AAAAAAAACK8/YxVOOSdyyXc/s1600/115_7745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591532770635647106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0BbB0DSQPhM/TZkdbf-xiII/AAAAAAAACK8/YxVOOSdyyXc/s200/115_7745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-seTB2-6p5x8/TZkdKvg5lrI/AAAAAAAACK0/sueQHfGqOqQ/s1600/115_7703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591532482747537074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-seTB2-6p5x8/TZkdKvg5lrI/AAAAAAAACK0/sueQHfGqOqQ/s200/115_7703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday: I went walking (here are the girls in the double stroller waiting to be pushed as I walk); I swept, vacumed, and mopped all my floors; met with Katie to go to children's museum-for free! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D2etMh1CvNs/TZkdJ_IrV2I/AAAAAAAACKs/Jf1Grkq83uQ/s1600/115_7705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591532469761038178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D2etMh1CvNs/TZkdJ_IrV2I/AAAAAAAACKs/Jf1Grkq83uQ/s200/115_7705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;go and pick up Josh from school. Holly buckling her seat belt. That is a wonderful time when kids start doing that themselves; read while waiting in line to pick-up Josh at school. Go to the co-op to get some plants for the garden ( a little disappointed not quite the nursery feel, but the feed store feel which is exactly what it is, but not what I was hoping it to be. Over all great prices.)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E1b97YMOcN4/TZkdJsLTukI/AAAAAAAACKk/NQFCpjAuC4A/s1600/115_7720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591532464671799874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E1b97YMOcN4/TZkdJsLTukI/AAAAAAAACKk/NQFCpjAuC4A/s200/115_7720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rlcDJTXbz4E/TZkdJWAMbYI/AAAAAAAACKc/ZQ72N3-bAaw/s1600/115_7722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591532458719604098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rlcDJTXbz4E/TZkdJWAMbYI/AAAAAAAACKc/ZQ72N3-bAaw/s200/115_7722.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u0UOMWHEnSg/TZkdJCvGX6I/AAAAAAAACKU/9_BZO3XXpWk/s1600/115_7723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591532453547630498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u0UOMWHEnSg/TZkdJCvGX6I/AAAAAAAACKU/9_BZO3XXpWk/s200/115_7723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read my scriptures (this and making meals are just part of the everyday life).&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z4oSY45u6Ww/TZkcjsP-73I/AAAAAAAACKM/xDNMUIVzppA/s1600/115_7724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591531811856379762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z4oSY45u6Ww/TZkcjsP-73I/AAAAAAAACKM/xDNMUIVzppA/s200/115_7724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make sure the kids get a shower or bath; went to book club (didn't read the book but had to say good bye to a friend that was moving and got introduced to Magpies a yummy cake/cupcake place).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AGGwqM4AbMc/TZkcjdPdwoI/AAAAAAAACKE/FN8BJqL0GqI/s1600/115_7727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591531807827673730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AGGwqM4AbMc/TZkcjdPdwoI/AAAAAAAACKE/FN8BJqL0GqI/s200/115_7727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C_jMxJTq8_U/TZkcjDrnnvI/AAAAAAAACJ8/BES2A2OsJdc/s1600/115_7728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591531800966438642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C_jMxJTq8_U/TZkcjDrnnvI/AAAAAAAACJ8/BES2A2OsJdc/s200/115_7728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday: Our pre-school for Holly was canceled due to the teachers child being sick. No problem everyone meet at the park. Holly rode her bike and we flew a kite. I haven't done that for a long time. I got caught up in the moment. After picking up Josh plant the plants I bought the day before. I was suppose to dust today, but it just didn't happen. After dinner a meeting with the bishop for primary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nuiqe2PiOQ8/TZkciw1jRyI/AAAAAAAACJ0/PYfISyUXWKY/s1600/115_7729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591531795907823394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nuiqe2PiOQ8/TZkciw1jRyI/AAAAAAAACJ0/PYfISyUXWKY/s200/115_7729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7pGxet3Rrw/TZkcijX9VgI/AAAAAAAACJs/DWeTir8XV8A/s1600/115_7732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591531792294041090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7pGxet3Rrw/TZkcijX9VgI/AAAAAAAACJs/DWeTir8XV8A/s200/115_7732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e40yLpD3Sjc/TZkbyrPiWuI/AAAAAAAACJk/XaHsgcssJcs/s1600/115_7733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591530969772481250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e40yLpD3Sjc/TZkbyrPiWuI/AAAAAAAACJk/XaHsgcssJcs/s200/115_7733.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Uf3xuueBb4/TZkbyUoFvuI/AAAAAAAACJc/IzbQWqcOFQE/s1600/115_7735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591530963701448418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Uf3xuueBb4/TZkbyUoFvuI/AAAAAAAACJc/IzbQWqcOFQE/s200/115_7735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday: walking; WEIGHT WATCHERs; lunch; nap; pickup Josh; pay bills. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-noIP1oM3m5U/TZkbyEIdpiI/AAAAAAAACJU/6WVSRXtNTic/s1600/115_7736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591530959273829922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-noIP1oM3m5U/TZkbyEIdpiI/AAAAAAAACJU/6WVSRXtNTic/s200/115_7736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That night I went out with the girls and we went appitizer hopping. We went downtown with these cute eateries and took turns paying for appitizers. What a great idea, thanks Aimee. This was a yummy pesto fondue and brushetta. It was soooo good. Each resturant was yummy and it is just the right amount to share and not get stuffed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday: Drop-off Josh; no walking instead went to 50% off day at goodwills (went with friends, had a great time with Marla went out to lunch with her); clean bathrooms; pick-up Josh; homework; dinner; game night at the Teeds.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BRWP5dpx984/TZkbxzyIe8I/AAAAAAAACJM/qBEtdMxDzj4/s1600/115_7737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591530954885200834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BRWP5dpx984/TZkbxzyIe8I/AAAAAAAACJM/qBEtdMxDzj4/s200/115_7737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pTRwIIYruYQ/TZkbxyZOE3I/AAAAAAAACJE/aSoN3eQK67Q/s1600/115_7739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591530954512274290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pTRwIIYruYQ/TZkbxyZOE3I/AAAAAAAACJE/aSoN3eQK67Q/s200/115_7739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was my week in a nut shell. It is not glamourous, but it is my life and I enjoy it. Even the everyday chores, meal making, homework helping, and kid rearing. It's a full time job and I am the CEO of this family. I think our company is doing well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-3247563935996658598?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3247563935996658598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/week-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3247563935996658598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3247563935996658598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/04/week-in-my-life.html' title='A week in my life'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kBDdkLbhk4E/TZkeIj7DhiI/AAAAAAAACLE/8kgm7uuTF0s/s72-c/115_7738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-5676991813239243179</id><published>2011-03-24T08:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T08:22:00.706-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasons'/><title type='text'>Spring has sprung!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ibJBYxFaYEU/TYaa_YhhtLI/AAAAAAAACFk/LJoj1i30W-U/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586322801505186994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ibJBYxFaYEU/TYaa_YhhtLI/AAAAAAAACFk/LJoj1i30W-U/s200/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; here in Tennessee. I am a little nervous to see how hot it will be this summer, because it warmed up so fast here. All the trees are blooming. One day when we were driving I told the kids look at all the popcorn on the trees. We happily sang Popcorn Popping. On the way back from where ever we were going Holly said, "Mom, those aren't popcorn, those are flowers!" Can't get nothing past that kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7J9l7R83QI/TYaagWfLpiI/AAAAAAAACFU/wYC2fVuuFW4/s1600/115_7696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586322268382537250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7J9l7R83QI/TYaagWfLpiI/AAAAAAAACFU/wYC2fVuuFW4/s200/115_7696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my poor little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;daffodils&lt;/span&gt; in my planter box that needs a little more love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5-2_RHYmj4/TYaagr_-YwI/AAAAAAAACFc/blqrOV-jRBQ/s1600/115_7697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586322274157224706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5-2_RHYmj4/TYaagr_-YwI/AAAAAAAACFc/blqrOV-jRBQ/s200/115_7697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This next picture has my tulips starting to poke up. Yes, these are my free tulips that I got earlier this year. I got dirt this weekend to fill by garden boxes and I had leftover so I put some in our front flower bed. I planted peas last week in the garden and I hope to plant a few more things this week. I love this time of year!&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/7444725619300968557-5676991813239243179?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5676991813239243179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-has-sprung.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5676991813239243179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5676991813239243179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Spring has sprung!'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ibJBYxFaYEU/TYaa_YhhtLI/AAAAAAAACFk/LJoj1i30W-U/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-5660152031289106034</id><published>2011-03-23T07:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T07:56:00.227-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basment reno'/><title type='text'>Basement update-my room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So here is where we started. Yes, this is the same wall just dry walled. Then we painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O_8C_6QA5bw/TYaVi-EdbOI/AAAAAAAACD8/tvu7eoB_K6c/s1600/basement%2Bbefore%2Bpics%2B6-2010%2B00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586316815809473762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O_8C_6QA5bw/TYaVi-EdbOI/AAAAAAAACD8/tvu7eoB_K6c/s200/basement%2Bbefore%2Bpics%2B6-2010%2B00002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mFPWwww-HgY/TYaVjt-24qI/AAAAAAAACEU/gXQSEuuQmnM/s1600/Basement%2Breno%2Baug%2Bsept2010%2B00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586316828670878370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mFPWwww-HgY/TYaVjt-24qI/AAAAAAAACEU/gXQSEuuQmnM/s200/Basement%2Breno%2Baug%2Bsept2010%2B00020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--QLCb7dfMRc/TYaWpOES5cI/AAAAAAAACFE/2H_F3vP8kqU/s1600/115_7542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586318022694593986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--QLCb7dfMRc/TYaWpOES5cI/AAAAAAAACFE/2H_F3vP8kqU/s200/115_7542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we added cabinets. Yeah!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oOryvlY7Emo/TYaWCXdDjoI/AAAAAAAACE0/-ZSGBw1psUQ/s1600/115_7652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586317355199467138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oOryvlY7Emo/TYaWCXdDjoI/AAAAAAAACE0/-ZSGBw1psUQ/s200/115_7652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-drqBlEKMTl8/TYaVj9ZFagI/AAAAAAAACEc/3OKqE08jymo/s1600/115_7698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586316832807414274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-drqBlEKMTl8/TYaVj9ZFagI/AAAAAAAACEc/3OKqE08jymo/s200/115_7698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out all my storage, and my cool pocket doors. Don thought that maybe while I was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CN52tTWkHE8/TYaYTsUciwI/AAAAAAAACFM/PqYwcz7v3Mk/s1600/115_7701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586319851881532162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CN52tTWkHE8/TYaYTsUciwI/AAAAAAAACFM/PqYwcz7v3Mk/s200/115_7701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;sewing that I would want to get into the other cabinets and the doors would get in the way so he made them pocket doors. This is also my table that I can open up to use or close down to put back in the closet. Please take note of the outlet in the same closet so I can sew right there, and the place above to store my sewing machine, iron and sewing supplies. Why is one of the doors not white, because I'm not done painting yet and I still have to put on door knobs, but for the most part the cabinets are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PlRTq-mD1pw/TYaVjD9MEXI/AAAAAAAACEE/UeGJ2O5un7E/s1600/basement%2Bbefore%2Bpics%2B6-2010%2B00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586316817389588850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PlRTq-mD1pw/TYaVjD9MEXI/AAAAAAAACEE/UeGJ2O5un7E/s200/basement%2Bbefore%2Bpics%2B6-2010%2B00003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EQ4IVGIcG_g/TYaVjdeuZzI/AAAAAAAACEM/8KqILVaVHM4/s1600/Basement%2Breno%2Baug%2Bsept2010%2B00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586316824241137458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EQ4IVGIcG_g/TYaVjdeuZzI/AAAAAAAACEM/8KqILVaVHM4/s200/Basement%2Breno%2Baug%2Bsept2010%2B00002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-39LNQ8ENcC8/TYaWCGvQFOI/AAAAAAAACEk/CvDFeHxpgLo/s1600/115_7608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586317350712382690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-39LNQ8ENcC8/TYaWCGvQFOI/AAAAAAAACEk/CvDFeHxpgLo/s200/115_7608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the other side of the room. Ugly garage, then studded and insulated, next is a dry walled and painted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SgvKpoFkatk/TYaWCXK4-dI/AAAAAAAACEs/I9A_FkmsP1M/s1600/115_7646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586317355123276242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SgvKpoFkatk/TYaWCXK4-dI/AAAAAAAACEs/I9A_FkmsP1M/s200/115_7646.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WyuCRLF4-yM/TYaWClsoOuI/AAAAAAAACE8/JQPs1msCmPI/s1600/115_7699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586317359022881506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WyuCRLF4-yM/TYaWClsoOuI/AAAAAAAACE8/JQPs1msCmPI/s200/115_7699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now we have curtains and matching cornus that I made out of a shower curtain, counter top. I still need to paint the legs. This section still needs a couple of things, but we've come a long way baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-5660152031289106034?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5660152031289106034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/basement-update-my-room.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5660152031289106034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5660152031289106034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/basement-update-my-room.html' title='Basement update-my room'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O_8C_6QA5bw/TYaVi-EdbOI/AAAAAAAACD8/tvu7eoB_K6c/s72-c/basement%2Bbefore%2Bpics%2B6-2010%2B00002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-5251675938941726103</id><published>2011-03-22T07:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T07:45:00.700-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><title type='text'>One bad apple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BQT9zp-1MbA/TYaSB0dS_OI/AAAAAAAACD0/nUR2NzRtqsc/s1600/images%2Bapple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 137px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586312947758726370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BQT9zp-1MbA/TYaSB0dS_OI/AAAAAAAACD0/nUR2NzRtqsc/s320/images%2Bapple.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I tried to make a key lime pie for FHE dessert. I totally had a bum recipe, but I got a better recipe from my neighbors and since re-made a key lime pie. When buying limes for said pie (by the way never make key lime pie unless limes are on sale) I heard Josh say,"Holly, no!" I turned around in time to see Holly putting an apple back that she had taken a bite out of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy was not a happy camper. I really should have counted to 10 first, but I spanked her cute tooshie and told her that, that was considered stealing and that she would have to tell the manager, mommy would have to buy the apple, she would have to tell daddy what she did, she would only be able to play in her bedroom the rest of the day. She was more afraid to tell daddy than the manager. The manager was a little too nice, though Holly barely whispered what she did and then hid behind me. Daddy and I passed further punishment that dinner would have to be that apple. Any of you that know Holly would think that this was no big deal, she loves fruit. We were having a meal with a lot of things that she loved and we had a dessert, which was unusal for that time of the week. At one point she was full, but I made her eat it all, because she had to have it. I know I'm the meanest mom ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did explain how it was a bad choice and it was like stealing and when asked why she did it she said she was hungry. Hopefully it was a lesson learned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-5251675938941726103?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5251675938941726103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-bad-apple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5251675938941726103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5251675938941726103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-bad-apple.html' title='One bad apple'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BQT9zp-1MbA/TYaSB0dS_OI/AAAAAAAACD0/nUR2NzRtqsc/s72-c/images%2Bapple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-3675411251810660635</id><published>2011-03-21T08:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T08:31:00.145-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>This week was Spring Break and that is just what I did from my normal household routine, okay for the most part I still had to make bread, do laundry, and pay the bills. But we got to do fun things too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday- went walking played at the play area, had a friend over, tried to watch a movie at the theatre was sold out 2 shows in a row!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday- went to a friends house for a play date (Josh, Holly and I) finally went and saw Tangled loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- went to a gym with a friend, kids got to play at the play center and I got to do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt; I would like to do that some more. Went out to Wendy's for lunch, I love their Chicken Pecan Apple salad, then went to the Bounce House (thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Oma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Opa&lt;/span&gt;). Ended with a baptism of a wonderful family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday-went to the Zoo with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zufelt's&lt;/span&gt;. Don and I went on a double date with some friends, we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TGIFridays&lt;/span&gt; and then played games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;excellent&lt;/span&gt; week, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; I didn't take any pictures except at the zoo. I always take a bunch of pictures at the zoo and I promised myself that I wouldn't this time, but I wasn't successful in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petting a camel and the girls following their zoo maps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RkJH3h9U_20/TYaeU0vs4eI/AAAAAAAACHE/-c7a5uXf5ec/s1600/115_7653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586326468392968674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RkJH3h9U_20/TYaeU0vs4eI/AAAAAAAACHE/-c7a5uXf5ec/s200/115_7653.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQksDKSM5L8/TYaeUiXuiYI/AAAAAAAACG8/sLqiG6aLmUs/s1600/115_7659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586326463460575618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQksDKSM5L8/TYaeUiXuiYI/AAAAAAAACG8/sLqiG6aLmUs/s200/115_7659.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh and I, Holly being a mechanic at wee play, Josh singing a church song at WEE play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v-vNm9Tmoho/TYadFgiq1kI/AAAAAAAACGM/eCG4S_dYkAE/s1600/115_7671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586325105759934018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v-vNm9Tmoho/TYadFgiq1kI/AAAAAAAACGM/eCG4S_dYkAE/s200/115_7671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPcgKXKl_QE/TYaeUZVGuRI/AAAAAAAACG0/XC9HUgkJ32c/s1600/115_7665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586326461033658642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPcgKXKl_QE/TYaeUZVGuRI/AAAAAAAACG0/XC9HUgkJ32c/s200/115_7665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5bvy6XmwVig/TYaeVMW45RI/AAAAAAAACHM/4y3dw0anIgE/s1600/115_7669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586326474731349266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5bvy6XmwVig/TYaeVMW45RI/AAAAAAAACHM/4y3dw0anIgE/s200/115_7669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;riding a turtle, brushing a goat, building something in the sand.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AppaK7joXmw/TYadFUtp5gI/AAAAAAAACGE/h4bbspgj694/s1600/115_7677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586325102584784386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AppaK7joXmw/TYadFUtp5gI/AAAAAAAACGE/h4bbspgj694/s200/115_7677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNDcE740UpU/TYadFCMhhwI/AAAAAAAACF8/OJmi6L0xcFQ/s1600/115_7688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586325097613985538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNDcE740UpU/TYadFCMhhwI/AAAAAAAACF8/OJmi6L0xcFQ/s200/115_7688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3-DNKHIcviM/TYadEb1WEHI/AAAAAAAACF0/JNLvn0bshA8/s1600/115_7691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586325087316217970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3-DNKHIcviM/TYadEb1WEHI/AAAAAAAACF0/JNLvn0bshA8/s200/115_7691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9Jqsto3LXQ/TYadEAM5EXI/AAAAAAAACFs/fC-OR7yqpwU/s1600/115_7695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586325079898788210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9Jqsto3LXQ/TYadEAM5EXI/AAAAAAAACFs/fC-OR7yqpwU/s200/115_7695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think he's cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;/div&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/7444725619300968557-3675411251810660635?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3675411251810660635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3675411251810660635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3675411251810660635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RkJH3h9U_20/TYaeU0vs4eI/AAAAAAAACHE/-c7a5uXf5ec/s72-c/115_7653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-8244191512600924074</id><published>2011-03-20T19:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T20:55:20.159-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><title type='text'>Can I have a gold one?</title><content type='html'>So last week Josh told me during breakfast that his tooth felt weird. I felt it and sure enough, he has his first loose tooth. I am so excited! I told him that he is so lucky. When his tooth comes out that we can put it under his pillow and the tooth fairy will come and bring him a surprise. Then a new tooth will grow in it's place. He then said, "Mom, can I have a gold one?". I was like what. He proceeded to tell me that Dante at school has a gold tooth and that he hoped that he could have a gold one too. I told him that only the dentist can give those and I don't see him getting a gold tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way the tooth has still yet to fall out and I can't even use the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beerman&lt;/span&gt; pinch method because the new tooth is starting to grow behind it. I guess it just gives me time to sew my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tooth fairy&lt;/span&gt; pillow. Pictures to come upon completion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-8244191512600924074?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8244191512600924074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/can-i-have-gold-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/8244191512600924074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/8244191512600924074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/can-i-have-gold-one.html' title='Can I have a gold one?'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-1139565868655700519</id><published>2011-03-13T21:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:56:23.585-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>So much to say...</title><content type='html'>I am behind in my blogging.  All day long I have been thinking about things I would like to blog about, but I am just too lazy.  I am going to bed instead.  Good Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-1139565868655700519?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1139565868655700519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-much-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1139565868655700519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1139565868655700519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-much-to-say.html' title='So much to say...'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-6208005887213051899</id><published>2011-03-02T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T09:29:00.191-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><title type='text'>Goodwill Hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tpx9qfOYsA8/TWsI2hKSCxI/AAAAAAAACDk/43UDzUPt8AA/s1600/41816_141576979201084_5404_q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 108px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578562296135944978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tpx9qfOYsA8/TWsI2hKSCxI/AAAAAAAACDk/43UDzUPt8AA/s400/41816_141576979201084_5404_q.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday I went Goodwill hunting with some friends.  They took me to all the best &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Goodwill's&lt;/span&gt;.  It was a whole day of sales.  The last weekend of the month here, all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Goodwill's&lt;/span&gt; have 50% off of everything.  I scored on everything I needed and then some.  I thought I did pretty good for $39.50 I got:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    2 dresses for Holly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    1 sweater for Holly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                  1 Causal business jacket for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                 1 dress for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                  1 skirt for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                 3 graphic tees for Josh (I hate graphic tees)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                  3 pants for next fall for Josh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                 8 pairs of shorts for Josh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                  1 pair of pj's for Josh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                  1 baby shower present &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;onesie&lt;/span&gt; (with tags still on never been used).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bargains&lt;/span&gt; not to mention that some of these are Tommy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hilfiger&lt;/span&gt;, GAP, Old Navy.  Not that my kids care or does it change if I would buy it.  It just goes to show you can get good stuff at Goodwill if your willing to go hunting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And don't mind that weird smell at the store- clothes go straight into the wash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to my friends who took me it was alot of fun.  Thanks to Holly and Katarina who were excellant even though they were stuck in a stroller for 4 stores spread over 51/2 hours.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-6208005887213051899?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6208005887213051899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/goodwill-hunting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6208005887213051899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6208005887213051899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/goodwill-hunting.html' title='Goodwill Hunting'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tpx9qfOYsA8/TWsI2hKSCxI/AAAAAAAACDk/43UDzUPt8AA/s72-c/41816_141576979201084_5404_q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-850629220497930791</id><published>2011-03-01T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T09:23:00.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outtings'/><title type='text'>Ladies Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQ2c9o04-uY/TWsHR8Uum_I/AAAAAAAACDc/VRcCstJ8Ggc/s1600/115_7636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578560568260729842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQ2c9o04-uY/TWsHR8Uum_I/AAAAAAAACDc/VRcCstJ8Ggc/s200/115_7636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me just start by saying I wish that I had more pics, my camera was not behaving.  We went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Panera&lt;/span&gt; bread and grabbed some dinner, yum, and a lot of gabbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of us then went bowling.  I was so surprised I bowled 105 my usual is some where between the 54 to 65 range.  Thanks Alice for the healthy competition.  I love going out with friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-850629220497930791?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/850629220497930791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/ladies-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/850629220497930791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/850629220497930791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/03/ladies-night.html' title='Ladies Night'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQ2c9o04-uY/TWsHR8Uum_I/AAAAAAAACDc/VRcCstJ8Ggc/s72-c/115_7636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-5788355135387932399</id><published>2011-02-28T09:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T09:13:00.500-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Holly's talk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UnuQWu5heWc/TWsKs_oUhpI/AAAAAAAACDs/xVT5HBw7hSg/s1600/115_7642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578564331539564178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UnuQWu5heWc/TWsKs_oUhpI/AAAAAAAACDs/xVT5HBw7hSg/s200/115_7642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today at church Holly gave a talk. She was so excited to prepare for it (she had seen me do this with Josh and I guess it was cool). I sat her down and I asked her questions (the talk was on I can follow God's plan), like what is God's plan for you? What can you do to follow it? Why is this good? How does it make Heavenly Father feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took notes and then try to put it a little more flowey, but keep her words. We then drew pictures on piece of paper that went with her talk. Like her and Heavenly Father being together before she was born. I'm not sure which one is which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did really well in holding up her papers, I still had to whisper it to her, she can't totally read yet. I was really proud of her and she was pleased with herself as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-5788355135387932399?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5788355135387932399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/hollys-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5788355135387932399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5788355135387932399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/hollys-talk.html' title='Holly&apos;s talk...'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UnuQWu5heWc/TWsKs_oUhpI/AAAAAAAACDs/xVT5HBw7hSg/s72-c/115_7642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-8197325581511671169</id><published>2011-02-27T21:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T21:13:31.453-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Josh and a Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L7f20LOv6Is/TWsEGazFfjI/AAAAAAAACDU/6e7qwPxOteA/s1600/friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578557071747808818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L7f20LOv6Is/TWsEGazFfjI/AAAAAAAACDU/6e7qwPxOteA/s320/friend.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today during sacrament meeting Josh was looking at the Friend.  I was so proud he was doing one of the puzzles or things and he had scriptures he could look up to give him answers to the clues....and....HE WAS LOOKING THEM UP!!!!  Opening the scriptures on his own and looking up scriptures.  I was so excited.  This is a new thing for him.  Thank you primary teachers, thank you primary leaders, thank you Friend magazine publishers for making it fun.  YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-8197325581511671169?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8197325581511671169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/josh-and-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/8197325581511671169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/8197325581511671169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/josh-and-friend.html' title='Josh and a Friend'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L7f20LOv6Is/TWsEGazFfjI/AAAAAAAACDU/6e7qwPxOteA/s72-c/friend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-5245646675372727104</id><published>2011-02-23T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T08:43:00.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visitors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><title type='text'>Visit from Grandma and Grandpa T</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-163pWPDEDps/TWHGLh1RGQI/AAAAAAAACDM/40Wp_7WsCKg/s1600/115_7631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575955715024034050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-163pWPDEDps/TWHGLh1RGQI/AAAAAAAACDM/40Wp_7WsCKg/s200/115_7631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oxj4Ok4iIqM/TWHGLW-tC9I/AAAAAAAACDE/0x3X3yTdWAA/s1600/115_7634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575955712110824402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oxj4Ok4iIqM/TWHGLW-tC9I/AAAAAAAACDE/0x3X3yTdWAA/s200/115_7634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma and Grandpa T came and visited us last week. We got to do some fun things while we they were here. They took us out to get ice cream, we went out to eat, we went bowling, we made Valentine coursages, my mother-in-law made me a flower arrangement, I made my 2nd sucessful turkey (it was delicious!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holly came in second place, now she did have bumpers and this rollacoaster thingy, but she loved it. Josh even did really good on his second to last turn he got a spare. He bowled his first try and got all down but 3. Then he held his ball pointed to the pins drew and imaginary line to the starting line, threw the ball, it pinballed back and forth between the bumpers and knocked the rest down. He was so excited and proud of himself. It was awesome!&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-5245646675372727104?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5245646675372727104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/visit-from-grandma-and-grandpa-t.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5245646675372727104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5245646675372727104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/visit-from-grandma-and-grandpa-t.html' title='Visit from Grandma and Grandpa T'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-163pWPDEDps/TWHGLh1RGQI/AAAAAAAACDM/40Wp_7WsCKg/s72-c/115_7631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-9032714900316449458</id><published>2011-02-22T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T08:32:00.127-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the future'/><title type='text'>Holly has decided....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--rm7HQBd_gQ/TWHA9UZ0X2I/AAAAAAAACC8/WzrxrgeD6sA/s1600/engagement-rings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575949973342936930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--rm7HQBd_gQ/TWHA9UZ0X2I/AAAAAAAACC8/WzrxrgeD6sA/s320/engagement-rings.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love to listen to my kids conversations, in the car especially. So Josh and Holly started talking about when they get married. Holly has decided she is going to marry Jack (you know the 12 yr old). I told her that she would have to wait until she got older and see if he wanted to marry her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh on the other hand is unsure who he wants to marry, he is thinking about marrying a girl from his class at school, Alice. He also told me that he is going to live with us after they have babies. Why after babies? How are they getting these babies? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HMMMMM&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&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/7444725619300968557-9032714900316449458?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/9032714900316449458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/holly-has-decided.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/9032714900316449458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/9032714900316449458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/holly-has-decided.html' title='Holly has decided....'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--rm7HQBd_gQ/TWHA9UZ0X2I/AAAAAAAACC8/WzrxrgeD6sA/s72-c/engagement-rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-8289796048079138024</id><published>2011-02-21T08:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T08:23:00.910-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><title type='text'>Desperate for a pet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bb0NDoveGqM/TWG-3eLV-VI/AAAAAAAACC0/y5PGnlEP9uU/s1600/115_7617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575947673864108370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bb0NDoveGqM/TWG-3eLV-VI/AAAAAAAACC0/y5PGnlEP9uU/s200/115_7617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was so beautiful today, that the kids went out to play, without jackets! This last picture is of the kids petting the neighbors cat, that foolishly wandered into our yard. They must have petted that cat for ten minutes and were so excited that they could pet it, that is until it was done and scratched Holly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8sp_tHjklCg/TWG-3MDPFMI/AAAAAAAACCs/Aqh9aXasfNg/s1600/115_7619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575947668998264002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8sp_tHjklCg/TWG-3MDPFMI/AAAAAAAACCs/Aqh9aXasfNg/s200/115_7619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tByM4NUgjVA/TWG-23XUjyI/AAAAAAAACCk/7VgfXZVMP28/s1600/115_7618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575947663445364514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tByM4NUgjVA/TWG-23XUjyI/AAAAAAAACCk/7VgfXZVMP28/s200/115_7618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-8289796048079138024?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8289796048079138024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/desperate-for-pet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/8289796048079138024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/8289796048079138024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/desperate-for-pet.html' title='Desperate for a pet'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bb0NDoveGqM/TWG-3eLV-VI/AAAAAAAACC0/y5PGnlEP9uU/s72-c/115_7617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-5258541431910288966</id><published>2011-02-20T20:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T21:01:59.021-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Who are we?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A7CU32RoVnI/TWG9SSiMqyI/AAAAAAAACCc/vvdMawVEKs0/s1600/115_7620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575945935571954466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A7CU32RoVnI/TWG9SSiMqyI/AAAAAAAACCc/vvdMawVEKs0/s200/115_7620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a prophet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ev4hYgiAK7Q/TWG9SA3b-sI/AAAAAAAACCU/cdHfm4dfOso/s1600/115_7626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575945930829200066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ev4hYgiAK7Q/TWG9SA3b-sI/AAAAAAAACCU/cdHfm4dfOso/s200/115_7626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband built something with tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U-neLHdphU8/TWG9SBvdFGI/AAAAAAAACCM/xaTw36dHBNQ/s1600/115_7627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575945931064153186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U-neLHdphU8/TWG9SBvdFGI/AAAAAAAACCM/xaTw36dHBNQ/s200/115_7627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had 2 of every kind of animal come on the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MgZeCqXDYjc/TWG9R9a-EOI/AAAAAAAACCE/xbo7dt1Yqxo/s1600/115_7630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575945929904492770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MgZeCqXDYjc/TWG9R9a-EOI/AAAAAAAACCE/xbo7dt1Yqxo/s200/115_7630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was one of the first people to see the rainbow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who are we? Holly and Josh did this for primary today. They looked so cute in their outfits. My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;counselors&lt;/span&gt; are so prepared, they prep for sharing time way ahead of time, unlike some people who do it the night before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-5258541431910288966?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5258541431910288966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/who-are-we.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5258541431910288966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5258541431910288966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/who-are-we.html' title='Who are we?'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A7CU32RoVnI/TWG9SSiMqyI/AAAAAAAACCc/vvdMawVEKs0/s72-c/115_7620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-7658205309207852563</id><published>2011-02-06T21:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T21:45:52.724-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><title type='text'>Are you kidding me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TU9aY7JbppI/AAAAAAAACB8/yoSLJBx-UG0/s1600/AAAADDSm9J0AAAAAAKFLzQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 260px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570770648321205906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TU9aY7JbppI/AAAAAAAACB8/yoSLJBx-UG0/s320/AAAADDSm9J0AAAAAAKFLzQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so last week I posted about having to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;repierce&lt;/span&gt; Holly's ear.  Well, on Tuesday I was playing with Holly's hair and the other earring was missing!  Not the one we just got &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;repierced&lt;/span&gt;, but the other ONE!  ARE YOU KIDDING ME!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ARGGGHHH&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am having a hard time making her go to get her ears pierced again.  I know that I am doing this more for me than her, but we have gone through so much!  I just want her to have cute earrings and I am a selfish mommy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now she only has one in.  Hopefully by the end of the month she will have both in.  I know I am pitiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-7658205309207852563?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7658205309207852563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/are-you-kidding-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7658205309207852563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7658205309207852563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/are-you-kidding-me.html' title='Are you kidding me!'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TU9aY7JbppI/AAAAAAAACB8/yoSLJBx-UG0/s72-c/AAAADDSm9J0AAAAAAKFLzQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-191357653591822077</id><published>2011-02-06T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T21:31:55.903-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>sick,sick,sick</title><content type='html'>We've been sick, not much else to say.  I am so sick of being sick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-191357653591822077?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/191357653591822077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/sicksicksick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/191357653591822077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/191357653591822077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/sicksicksick.html' title='sick,sick,sick'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-6176371543901484397</id><published>2011-02-03T07:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T07:51:00.535-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>I love free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYIpF5XE_I/AAAAAAAACBw/-wcr9js9oYc/s1600/19_11_18---Tulips_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568147491340620786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYIpF5XE_I/AAAAAAAACBw/-wcr9js9oYc/s200/19_11_18---Tulips_web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Saturday my neighbors daughter called me to let my know that a church in Knoxville was giving 25 bulbs away, to each family for FREE!  It took my forever to find the place because it was on one of the longest streets here, but I got my free bulbs and left I waited in line for maybe four minutes.  Totally awesome.  I can't wait to plant them in my front flower bed.&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/7444725619300968557-6176371543901484397?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6176371543901484397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6176371543901484397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6176371543901484397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-free.html' title='I love free'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYIpF5XE_I/AAAAAAAACBw/-wcr9js9oYc/s72-c/19_11_18---Tulips_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-780777138081143251</id><published>2011-02-02T07:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T07:32:00.337-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basment reno'/><title type='text'>Another update- basement that is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYEb2tKsaI/AAAAAAAACBQ/WUnbe9tDOkI/s1600/basement%2Bbefore%2Bpics%2B6-2010%2B00000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568142865878135202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYEb2tKsaI/AAAAAAAACBQ/WUnbe9tDOkI/s200/basement%2Bbefore%2Bpics%2B6-2010%2B00000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not as many pictures of this window and not completely done.  This is just a little preview.  Hopefully in two weeks I can do the whole review &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;including&lt;/span&gt; paint and window treatment.  We will replace this window with a double pane energy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;efficient&lt;/span&gt; window some day.  You can send your donations to us at: First time home buyers, going to do improvements for the rest of our lives RD. &lt;br /&gt;I am not complaining, because with each improvement it becomes more us!  (Have I mentioned that my husband is awesome?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYEbuB0pxI/AAAAAAAACBI/eTRGFQSvmDo/s1600/basement%2Breno%2B8-10%2B00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568142863548851986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYEbuB0pxI/AAAAAAAACBI/eTRGFQSvmDo/s200/basement%2Breno%2B8-10%2B00015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYEbWiM3YI/AAAAAAAACBA/V848sXQ7oFE/s1600/115_7608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568142857242205570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYEbWiM3YI/AAAAAAAACBA/V848sXQ7oFE/s200/115_7608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/7444725619300968557-780777138081143251?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/780777138081143251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/another-update-basement-that-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/780777138081143251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/780777138081143251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/another-update-basement-that-is.html' title='Another update- basement that is.'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYEb2tKsaI/AAAAAAAACBQ/WUnbe9tDOkI/s72-c/basement%2Bbefore%2Bpics%2B6-2010%2B00000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-6400629637159375934</id><published>2011-02-01T07:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T07:41:00.361-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FHE'/><title type='text'>Here we go again</title><content type='html'>You may recall some of these pictures, they are from September.  So, Friday Holly comes up to me and says mommy one of my earrings fell out.  I was like oh no!  We searched for it couldn't find it.  I tried to put in another pair and it just wasn't happening.  Tears, screaming, and swearing she never wanted to wear earrings again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I drove (15 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;) to the mall to go buy another earring.  We get there I bribe my daughter get her all psyched up get her in the chair only to discover I forgot my wallet at home.  Pack up the kids go back home run in get my wallet, go back to the mall, pay for her to get her ear pierced again (the hole had closed up).  There was crying, but as soon as the sucker was put in her mouth she was okay.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYFvCkSo8I/AAAAAAAACBo/imwTJANDrzM/s1600/Holly%2527s%2BBirthday%2B9-2010%2B00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568144294991274946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYFvCkSo8I/AAAAAAAACBo/imwTJANDrzM/s200/Holly%2527s%2BBirthday%2B9-2010%2B00018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYFu2kFBOI/AAAAAAAACBY/SKLvEMtJKkM/s1600/Holly%2527s%2BBirthday%2B9-2010%2B00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568144291769156834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYFu2kFBOI/AAAAAAAACBY/SKLvEMtJKkM/s200/Holly%2527s%2BBirthday%2B9-2010%2B00019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYFu7QOmiI/AAAAAAAACBg/NFGC-z5STXs/s1600/Holly%2527s%2BBirthday%2B9-2010%2B00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568144293028076066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYFu7QOmiI/AAAAAAAACBg/NFGC-z5STXs/s200/Holly%2527s%2BBirthday%2B9-2010%2B00021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is my sweet note on this saga.  On the second time back to the mall.  Holly was freaking out and Josh was trying to calm her down.  He told her it would be all right because she could sit on my lap.  She said she was still scared.  He said that he would hold her hand and she said I'm still scared.  He told her don't worry Holly, Heavenly Father will be with you.  And the Holy Ghost, because he comforts people. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AWWWW&lt;/span&gt;. They real do listen during &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt;!  This conversation calmed me down tons in this whirlwind of a day.&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/7444725619300968557-6400629637159375934?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6400629637159375934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/here-we-go-again.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6400629637159375934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6400629637159375934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/02/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYFvCkSo8I/AAAAAAAACBo/imwTJANDrzM/s72-c/Holly%2527s%2BBirthday%2B9-2010%2B00018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-4779326065540109542</id><published>2011-01-31T07:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T07:20:00.922-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basment reno'/><title type='text'>Reno update- Bi-fold doors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've come a long way baby! Here was my glorious laundry space. Before framing, framing, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;insulation&lt;/span&gt; and green board.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYBVUb0k5I/AAAAAAAACAo/zslvi9h758E/s1600/basement%2Bbefore%2Bpics%2B6-2010%2B00000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568139455064478610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYBVUb0k5I/AAAAAAAACAo/zslvi9h758E/s200/basement%2Bbefore%2Bpics%2B6-2010%2B00000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYBVPMxxUI/AAAAAAAACAg/_gVIzB9EYOU/s1600/basement%2Breno%2B7-10%2B00000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568139453659202882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYBVPMxxUI/AAAAAAAACAg/_gVIzB9EYOU/s200/basement%2Breno%2B7-10%2B00000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYBUrnIqFI/AAAAAAAACAY/TsjU1Rgh6qo/s1600/basement%2Breno%2B8-10%2B00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568139444106078290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYBUrnIqFI/AAAAAAAACAY/TsjU1Rgh6qo/s200/basement%2Breno%2B8-10%2B00013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then normal drywall.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYCH17abmI/AAAAAAAACA4/-qKJzOLRsh4/s1600/Basement%2Breno%2Baug%2Bsept2010%2B00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568140323048812130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYCH17abmI/AAAAAAAACA4/-qKJzOLRsh4/s200/Basement%2Breno%2Baug%2Bsept2010%2B00019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paint and now bi-fold doors and trim.  I am way excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYBUUUJKWI/AAAAAAAACAQ/_4GPak-nc58/s1600/115_7606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568139437852404066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYBUUUJKWI/AAAAAAAACAQ/_4GPak-nc58/s200/115_7606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYBUCAmXBI/AAAAAAAACAI/Dsx-jhcjh7Y/s1600/115_7607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568139432938593298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYBUCAmXBI/AAAAAAAACAI/Dsx-jhcjh7Y/s200/115_7607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no knobs due to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;indecisiveness&lt;/span&gt; (is that a word?).  I can't decided to use and paint (the color of the doors, so they blend) the knobs it came with or use the brown ones I bought.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HMMM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-4779326065540109542?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4779326065540109542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/reno-update-bi-fold-doors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4779326065540109542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4779326065540109542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/reno-update-bi-fold-doors.html' title='Reno update- Bi-fold doors'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TUYBVUb0k5I/AAAAAAAACAo/zslvi9h758E/s72-c/basement%2Bbefore%2Bpics%2B6-2010%2B00000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-249176247901394320</id><published>2011-01-30T19:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T19:17:54.088-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>My Husband is awesome</title><content type='html'>This Sunday is the fifth Sunday.  That means there is a combined RS and Priesthood mtg at church.  I was stressing because all my teachers were to go, which meant that it was my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;counselors&lt;/span&gt; and music leaders vs the kids.  Then I had guilt because I was asked to speak for a bit in that meet, which meant I was ditching my awesome &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;counselors&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am sitting in the meeting, my friend asks, "Where's your husband?", and I said something to likes of he's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; in the clerks office or ran home to get something to eat, and I bet I even rolled my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I did my part of the meeting, I went back to primary.  There sitting in the back quieting rowdy children was my husband.  Later he told me as soon as he heard that we were going to be short staffed he decided he wanted to support me in my calling and help out.  HE IS AWESOME.  I don't tell him this enough.  While there is not a day that passes by that he doesn't tell me how beautiful I am, or how much he loves me.  I love you too, honey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-249176247901394320?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/249176247901394320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-husband-is-awesome.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/249176247901394320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/249176247901394320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-husband-is-awesome.html' title='My Husband is awesome'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-4288177254516680991</id><published>2011-01-27T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T09:34:00.824-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><title type='text'>New vocabulary to add to your dictionary.</title><content type='html'>Okay before the vocab lesson, Holly has started saying Silly Ol' _____. Silly Ol mommy, Silly Ol Josh. I guess she watched too much Winnie the Pooh, but I don't remember her watching it all that often. Once every six months. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the kids clear their plates. Every night I would look at Holly and say put it in the dishwasher. She would get up, take the seven steps into the kitchen and say, "Dishwasher or sink?". I started telling her that she needed to use her mind. A couple of weeks later she figured it out on her own and she proudly proclaimed, "Mommy, I losing my mind!". Just for fun we make her say it often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that these are your glashes. On day Holly come up to me pointing to her eye lashes and said, "Mom, Jesus gave me my glashes!". I had her repeat herself so I could tell exactly what she said. Yes GLASHES&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzldo4DAfI/AAAAAAAACAA/P0r0tch_Hjs/s1600/115_7601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565575536874553842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzldo4DAfI/AAAAAAAACAA/P0r0tch_Hjs/s200/115_7601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these are your armhits. One day when Holly was taking her shower I told her don't forget to wash your armpits and left the bathroom. When I came back to check on her she gave me the run down of everything she washed including her ARMHITS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzldbzwM8I/AAAAAAAAB_4/1LLQ_-gzKQI/s1600/115_7603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565575533366883266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzldbzwM8I/AAAAAAAAB_4/1LLQ_-gzKQI/s200/115_7603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-4288177254516680991?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4288177254516680991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-vocabulary-to-add-to-your.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4288177254516680991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4288177254516680991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-vocabulary-to-add-to-your.html' title='New vocabulary to add to your dictionary.'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzldo4DAfI/AAAAAAAACAA/P0r0tch_Hjs/s72-c/115_7601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-7353983124777517625</id><published>2011-01-26T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T09:30:02.207-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>So proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzkdgawa3I/AAAAAAAAB_w/znvMBGY05jM/s1600/115_7600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565574435092589426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzkdgawa3I/AAAAAAAAB_w/znvMBGY05jM/s320/115_7600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh got two awards at his schools award ceramony last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First he got perfect attendance which I think that was true, but who am I to argue. (He was the only one in his class, crazy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he got an award for being above average in reading for his class. At the beginning of the year they tested all the students and then re-tested a little bit ago and he tested above average for his classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so proud of him and he was so excited. Way to go Josh! My little bookworm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-7353983124777517625?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7353983124777517625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-proud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7353983124777517625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7353983124777517625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-proud.html' title='So proud'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzkdgawa3I/AAAAAAAAB_w/znvMBGY05jM/s72-c/115_7600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-8657144525636565891</id><published>2011-01-25T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T09:27:00.724-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><title type='text'>Here's Holly doing a ditty and looking quite pretty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzjpMkuxBI/AAAAAAAAB_o/btKAnxHdXJU/s1600/115_7586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565573536412517394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzjpMkuxBI/AAAAAAAAB_o/btKAnxHdXJU/s200/115_7586.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly loves to dress-up and sometimes her outfits are strange and sometimes they are just perfect. She also likes to make up songs and dance. So here is a little ditty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and she is trying to get used to these heels. They clomp alot and I am surprised that she hasn't tripped yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e26f5b11704eef6b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De26f5b11704eef6b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331526938%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D661335FDEE978901ACE57D2DB8028162B7DBEC8F.83ED63989B6D558B8B8E0AB819089D485E35B0B8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De26f5b11704eef6b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn5JA7R-W9ZvCAf8Qvwel8opJNN0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De26f5b11704eef6b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331526938%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D661335FDEE978901ACE57D2DB8028162B7DBEC8F.83ED63989B6D558B8B8E0AB819089D485E35B0B8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De26f5b11704eef6b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dn5JA7R-W9ZvCAf8Qvwel8opJNN0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-8657144525636565891?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8657144525636565891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/heres-holly-doing-ditty-and-looking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/8657144525636565891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/8657144525636565891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/heres-holly-doing-ditty-and-looking.html' title='Here&apos;s Holly doing a ditty and looking quite pretty.'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzjpMkuxBI/AAAAAAAAB_o/btKAnxHdXJU/s72-c/115_7586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-1506545787737802133</id><published>2011-01-24T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T09:16:00.865-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><title type='text'>I love a good sale (okay I'm addicted)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzhp6ZjAVI/AAAAAAAAB_g/32TiRmz7Cks/s1600/115_7584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565571349690384722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzhp6ZjAVI/AAAAAAAAB_g/32TiRmz7Cks/s200/115_7584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, Old Navy had 40% off their clearance. I bought a few things for the future. I got this blue shirt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Originally&lt;/span&gt; 10.50 final cost 3.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzhdO8tWVI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/6E-CJcoaMLA/s1600/115_7583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565571131868272978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzhdO8tWVI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/6E-CJcoaMLA/s200/115_7583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got these boy stripe shirts org. 7.50 final cost 3.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzhdIGYWyI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/hJsrv09qO8E/s1600/115_7582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565571130029792034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzhdIGYWyI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/hJsrv09qO8E/s200/115_7582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got these fleece long sleeves org 14.50 (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pok&lt;/span&gt;-a-dots) &amp;amp; 9.50 final cost 4.50 and 2.40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzhc5ZlMKI/AAAAAAAAB_I/Abx_5ss70Ck/s1600/115_7581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565571126083793058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzhc5ZlMKI/AAAAAAAAB_I/Abx_5ss70Ck/s200/115_7581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got these long sleeve v-necks org 7.50 final cost 2.50.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzhcctwKII/AAAAAAAAB-4/kebmtC7Hzwo/s1600/115_7579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565571118383769730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzhcctwKII/AAAAAAAAB-4/kebmtC7Hzwo/s200/115_7579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got these pants org. 19.50 for 5.40 and the shorts org. 19.50 final cost 4.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzhct1RnrI/AAAAAAAAB_A/YIKusqUDQyU/s1600/115_7580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565571122978725554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzhct1RnrI/AAAAAAAAB_A/YIKusqUDQyU/s200/115_7580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best deal of all was this shirt which was .29 cents. No there are no flaws it was an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; return so it was marked way down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grand total org. 126.&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt; I paid 36.59. I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-1506545787737802133?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1506545787737802133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-good-sale-okay-im-addicted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1506545787737802133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1506545787737802133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-good-sale-okay-im-addicted.html' title='I love a good sale (okay I&apos;m addicted)'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzhp6ZjAVI/AAAAAAAAB_g/32TiRmz7Cks/s72-c/115_7584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-1446976906676627947</id><published>2011-01-23T21:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:43:55.561-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outtings'/><title type='text'>I love free days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzfobivRyI/AAAAAAAAB-w/-YM5tkJHoUY/s1600/115_7548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565569125204313890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzfobivRyI/AAAAAAAAB-w/-YM5tkJHoUY/s200/115_7548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A couple of Saturday's ago, The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Children's&lt;/span&gt; Museum had a free day. It was a really neat place. They had all sorts of stuff for the kids to do and see, and it didn't bore us parents either. This is an old school that was transformed into an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;interactive&lt;/span&gt; museum. They had a puppet room, water room, train room, and this huge life/kid size doll house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzfn9zBocI/AAAAAAAAB-o/L9jl_7sd_nA/s1600/115_7558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565569117219561922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzfn9zBocI/AAAAAAAAB-o/L9jl_7sd_nA/s200/115_7558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzfnjX0HwI/AAAAAAAAB-g/mW9OAjv2GQE/s1600/115_7566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565569110126108418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzfnjX0HwI/AAAAAAAAB-g/mW9OAjv2GQE/s200/115_7566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzfnHs4_LI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/30Wrerngdg4/s1600/115_7569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565569102698314930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzfnHs4_LI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/30Wrerngdg4/s200/115_7569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I found interesting about the doll house was that after both kids looked around the whole house Holly went straight for the kitchen that was fully stocked with play toys. While Josh found the nearest bookcase found a good book and sat down to start reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzfm6-4uLI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/DgehEEu8FGE/s1600/115_7571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565569099284134066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzfm6-4uLI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/DgehEEu8FGE/s200/115_7571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-1446976906676627947?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1446976906676627947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-free-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1446976906676627947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1446976906676627947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-free-days.html' title='I love free days!'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TTzfobivRyI/AAAAAAAAB-w/-YM5tkJHoUY/s72-c/115_7548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-4340197419480929129</id><published>2011-01-09T20:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:03:32.868-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>A great day!</title><content type='html'>Today at church it was a great day.  There was potential for rough waters.  One of my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;counselors&lt;/span&gt; was sick and needed to go home (she was sick and wanted her to get rest so I am glad she went home.  I f I was a true southerner I would say "Bless her heart".) and the Stake primary leaders came to visit, but all my teachers were there and my music team.  It was awesome.  Our music leader makes learning so fun.  She made this huge dice that you roll and on each side of the die it had different ways of singing.  Like sing while pinching your nose, or sing in a whisper, or with your hands over your ears.  May sound kinda funny, but the kids loved it and I don't think that they realized that they were singing the same song over and over.  Very sneaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sharing time I am the one who did it.  The kids did really well in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;participating&lt;/span&gt; and seemed interested.  I am super proud of my senior primary.  When I told them I was looking up a scripture in the Book of Mormon; they all got out there Book of Mormons and started looking it up too.  I had more discussion with them and the scriptures, reading them and talking about the meaning of them.  I felt like they were interested and not just sitting their with the glazed over look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the opportunity to talk with all my teachers today and I just think that we have powerhouse teachers.  They are really getting the kids involved with the lessons and encouraging them to not only bring their scriptures but to open them and read from them.  I'm just really excited for this new year and the theme: I know the scriptures are true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a challenge, for everyone.  Read your scriptures everyday.  If the primary kids can do it so can you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-4340197419480929129?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4340197419480929129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/great-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4340197419480929129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4340197419480929129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/great-day.html' title='A great day!'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-6928446653896537481</id><published>2011-01-09T20:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T20:53:31.506-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><title type='text'>Imagination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSpl2BZR5gI/AAAAAAAAB84/4aSran2M5k8/s1600/115_7531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560368668704105986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSpl2BZR5gI/AAAAAAAAB84/4aSran2M5k8/s200/115_7531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSpl2dzoniI/AAAAAAAAB9A/geMPet7Abjk/s1600/115_7529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560368676330839586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSpl2dzoniI/AAAAAAAAB9A/geMPet7Abjk/s200/115_7529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSpl2eh5-II/AAAAAAAAB9I/uMo2CtenC1Q/s1600/115_7535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560368676524914818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSpl2eh5-II/AAAAAAAAB9I/uMo2CtenC1Q/s200/115_7535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love listening to the kids play.  Now that Holly has all these Barbie dolls and Josh has a few superheros they are playing together and using their imaginations to make up scenarios.  I think that my favorite part are their voices.  Both of them going really high for the girls and really low for the boys.  I wish I had videoed it.&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/7444725619300968557-6928446653896537481?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6928446653896537481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/imagination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6928446653896537481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6928446653896537481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/imagination.html' title='Imagination'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSpl2BZR5gI/AAAAAAAAB84/4aSran2M5k8/s72-c/115_7531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-7021597081551054545</id><published>2011-01-09T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T09:59:00.489-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don'/><title type='text'>Trace artists</title><content type='html'>Don &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sketched&lt;/span&gt; out 26 pages of Star Wars scenes and characters, yes my husband has many different talents, for Josh for Christmas. He did them on water color paper so Josh could water color them. Josh doesn't want to ruin them so he decided to trace them. When he was having trouble doing it sitting at the table I suggested he use the window. When Holly got up from her nap she thought she should get in on the action as well. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE7wi_ehmI/AAAAAAAAB8w/9z8Pljf3I6s/s1600/115_7527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557789120364709474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE7wi_ehmI/AAAAAAAAB8w/9z8Pljf3I6s/s200/115_7527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE7wckiibI/AAAAAAAAB8o/6rw3oQ4aFws/s1600/115_7528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557789118641113522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE7wckiibI/AAAAAAAAB8o/6rw3oQ4aFws/s200/115_7528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/7444725619300968557-7021597081551054545?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7021597081551054545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/trace-artists.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7021597081551054545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7021597081551054545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/trace-artists.html' title='Trace artists'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE7wi_ehmI/AAAAAAAAB8w/9z8Pljf3I6s/s72-c/115_7527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-4089356479922339244</id><published>2011-01-08T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T09:54:00.655-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Snowman or Snowball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE6y9HFzJI/AAAAAAAAB8g/M90MjAjJ1zE/s1600/115_7511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557788062224075922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE6y9HFzJI/AAAAAAAAB8g/M90MjAjJ1zE/s200/115_7511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What started out as Uncle Pat showing us how to make a snowman turned into Holly saying, "I want to throw snowballs!", snow then flung in Uncle Pats direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE6y3QSVDI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/pjeY6cJDNg8/s1600/115_7514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557788060652033074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE6y3QSVDI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/pjeY6cJDNg8/s200/115_7514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE6ykpaynI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/aHRuuesWe6Y/s1600/115_7521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557788055657171570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE6ykpaynI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/aHRuuesWe6Y/s200/115_7521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE6yQ2iFKI/AAAAAAAAB8I/VLT3pfFXSFA/s1600/115_7523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557788050343466146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE6yQ2iFKI/AAAAAAAAB8I/VLT3pfFXSFA/s200/115_7523.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids lasted a lot longer in the snow thanks to Grandma T's hats and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Oma's&lt;/span&gt; mittens that are made for the snow. We lasted more than the average 5 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we always have to end in snow angels and luckily no snow in the pants this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE6yJFv5yI/AAAAAAAAB8A/Ne9finJZe30/s1600/115_7525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557788048259802914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE6yJFv5yI/AAAAAAAAB8A/Ne9finJZe30/s200/115_7525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-4089356479922339244?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4089356479922339244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/snowman-or-snowball.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4089356479922339244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4089356479922339244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/snowman-or-snowball.html' title='Snowman or Snowball'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE6y9HFzJI/AAAAAAAAB8g/M90MjAjJ1zE/s72-c/115_7511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-9025555593932811594</id><published>2011-01-08T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T09:50:00.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Enjoying their new stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE5xxmz87I/AAAAAAAAB74/I35ud2lgKdM/s1600/115_7510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557786942444401586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE5xxmz87I/AAAAAAAAB74/I35ud2lgKdM/s200/115_7510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE5x7epfyI/AAAAAAAAB7w/ICRFkMMIBwI/s1600/115_7508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557786945094516514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE5x7epfyI/AAAAAAAAB7w/ICRFkMMIBwI/s200/115_7508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holly and Josh are both loving their new coloring. They love color wonder stuff, and yes they are both left handed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh had a Lego Christmas and had fun putting all his different sets together. I can't believe that he can do it on his own and he is getting faster at it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE5xfPj4bI/AAAAAAAAB7g/xZM4nXaP6zI/s1600/115_7506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557786937515041202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE5xfPj4bI/AAAAAAAAB7g/xZM4nXaP6zI/s200/115_7506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE5xpB6ASI/AAAAAAAAB7o/VHvEqth-buE/s1600/115_7507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557786940142125346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE5xpB6ASI/AAAAAAAAB7o/VHvEqth-buE/s200/115_7507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-9025555593932811594?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/9025555593932811594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/enjoying-their-new-stuff.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/9025555593932811594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/9025555593932811594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/enjoying-their-new-stuff.html' title='Enjoying their new stuff'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE5xxmz87I/AAAAAAAAB74/I35ud2lgKdM/s72-c/115_7510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-9220985451028208468</id><published>2011-01-08T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T09:44:00.670-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>It's all about the shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE4Se9HzqI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/dWCRSPT9dWg/s1600/115_7501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557785305350131362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE4Se9HzqI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/dWCRSPT9dWg/s320/115_7501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holly hit the mother load of Barbie's and Princess. Between all the families she got four princess, 1 prince, and 10 Barbie's. I gave Holly all my old Barbies from when I was growing up. Check out that sweet ride. When it was mine it was hot pink and yellow. Don disassembled it and air brushed it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;metallic&lt;/span&gt; plum with black leather interior and chrome &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hub caps&lt;/span&gt; to match the chrome luggage rack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holly's favorite part of the Barbie's are their shoes. She likes to change them more than the outfits and the doll is not complete unless she has shoes on. Second place would be purses, necklaces and sunglasses. You no all the piece that will get lost or vacuumed up first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-9220985451028208468?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/9220985451028208468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-all-about-shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/9220985451028208468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/9220985451028208468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-all-about-shoes.html' title='It&apos;s all about the shoes'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE4Se9HzqI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/dWCRSPT9dWg/s72-c/115_7501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-75309913537893295</id><published>2011-01-07T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T09:41:00.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don'/><title type='text'>Let the model bonding begin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE3p6FBjLI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/L6_Wo1uHygw/s1600/115_7494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557784608256396466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE3p6FBjLI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/L6_Wo1uHygw/s200/115_7494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Don was little he and his dad really bonded by building models together. When Josh opened this model airplane he was like yeah, Dad and I can build it together. They had a good time and it supposedly will not break easy so Josh can play with it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE3pu78ChI/AAAAAAAAB7I/qU7UcOHswJ0/s1600/115_7495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557784605265496594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE3pu78ChI/AAAAAAAAB7I/qU7UcOHswJ0/s200/115_7495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/7444725619300968557-75309913537893295?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/75309913537893295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/let-model-bonding-begin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/75309913537893295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/75309913537893295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/let-model-bonding-begin.html' title='Let the model bonding begin!'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE3p6FBjLI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/L6_Wo1uHygw/s72-c/115_7494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-6982746419468047168</id><published>2011-01-07T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T09:31:00.435-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditions'/><title type='text'>Holy presents, Santa Claus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE1mJcBjLI/AAAAAAAAB7A/mnxZhYMlLow/s1600/115_7482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557782344636665010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE1mJcBjLI/AAAAAAAAB7A/mnxZhYMlLow/s200/115_7482.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE1l95dQsI/AAAAAAAAB64/BaZbDYdLUKU/s1600/115_7488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557782341538890434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE1l95dQsI/AAAAAAAAB64/BaZbDYdLUKU/s200/115_7488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids totally scored this Christmas with presents, between Tu-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;, Grandparents, Mom &amp;amp; Dad and Santa Claus, I kinda feel like it was too much. But off the high horse I go. They loved it. Josh helped hand out the presents. We all opened our presents Holly stared at this Barbie wedding set for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh could barely put the Buzz &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lightyear&lt;/span&gt; down to finish helping his Dad hand out the presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE1lkwy12I/AAAAAAAAB6w/KkIcm9G57ZA/s1600/115_7493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557782334791669602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE1lkwy12I/AAAAAAAAB6w/KkIcm9G57ZA/s200/115_7493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE1lDGyIYI/AAAAAAAAB6g/OHyZund69zQ/s1600/115_7492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557782325757092226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE1lDGyIYI/AAAAAAAAB6g/OHyZund69zQ/s200/115_7492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone was happy. We all lazed the rest of the day away playing with our new toys. I didn't even get out of my p.j.'s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a tradition from my family. We have our big meal Christmas Eve and then on Christmas we eat leftovers and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;appetizers&lt;/span&gt;. No cooking or clean up for mommy. I true day off. That in it's self is a spectacular Christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7444725619300968557-6982746419468047168?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6982746419468047168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/holy-presents-santa-claus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6982746419468047168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6982746419468047168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/holy-presents-santa-claus.html' title='Holy presents, Santa Claus!'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE1mJcBjLI/AAAAAAAAB7A/mnxZhYMlLow/s72-c/115_7482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-2890341018898114248</id><published>2011-01-07T09:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T09:28:00.553-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Twas the Night Before Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE0ZPMRTkI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/9WLaW4YPy0Q/s1600/115_7481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557781023331274306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE0ZPMRTkI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/9WLaW4YPy0Q/s320/115_7481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A long time ago my mom (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Oma&lt;/span&gt;) bought our family 'The Night before Christmas'. On the inside it said that Daddy was to read this to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Trumble&lt;/span&gt; kids the night before Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You should of heard Don he read with such inflection, I was so proud of him. It was a great daddy and kid bonding moment, without mommy, but I had to sneak just one picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to all a good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-2890341018898114248?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2890341018898114248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/twas-night-before-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2890341018898114248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2890341018898114248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/twas-night-before-christmas.html' title='Twas the Night Before Christmas'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSE0ZPMRTkI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/9WLaW4YPy0Q/s72-c/115_7481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-9014711439968228674</id><published>2011-01-06T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T09:20:00.246-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Cookies for Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEy2Bca3SI/AAAAAAAAB6I/oZ9kvDk3lVg/s1600/115_7478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557779318833863970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEy2Bca3SI/AAAAAAAAB6I/oZ9kvDk3lVg/s200/115_7478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEy2YRU4OI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/L3QUesnOF5E/s1600/115_7476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557779324961349858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEy2YRU4OI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/L3QUesnOF5E/s200/115_7476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't everyone one where a Buzz &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lightyear&lt;/span&gt; costume and tiara when frosting cookies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I didn't let the kids touch my fancy cookies I did for the cookie plates I promised them they could decorate the cookies for Santa and for us to munch on Christmas day, eve and for however many days they'd last after that. I made a double batch of sugar cookies and Daddy, Mommy, Josh and Holly each got to pick out one cookie cutter then the kids helped me cut them out and I baked them. The next day when Grandma T, Grandpa T, and Uncle Pat got to our house. Grandma T , the kids and I frosted cookies. Actually for all but the last four Grandma T and I put frosting on the cookies. The kids would pick which colors red, green and white. Then the kids would put on the sprinkles. When we got down to the last four and I knew we'd have enough frosting I let the kids do the last cookies. It worked out well. That night they each picked a cookie to put on Santa' s plate. It was very exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEy19--4tI/AAAAAAAAB6A/DbtN1bNEJag/s1600/115_7479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557779317905089234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEy19--4tI/AAAAAAAAB6A/DbtN1bNEJag/s200/115_7479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YUM!&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/7444725619300968557-9014711439968228674?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/9014711439968228674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/cookies-for-santa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/9014711439968228674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/9014711439968228674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/cookies-for-santa.html' title='Cookies for Santa'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEy2Bca3SI/AAAAAAAAB6I/oZ9kvDk3lVg/s72-c/115_7478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-1475756269059263035</id><published>2011-01-06T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T09:06:00.378-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditions'/><title type='text'>Decorating the tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEv88x1H7I/AAAAAAAAB54/Lqtpbwr5Ci0/s1600/115_7465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557776139305689010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEv88x1H7I/AAAAAAAAB54/Lqtpbwr5Ci0/s200/115_7465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don and I always decorate the tree together, I mean just him and I. I enjoy doing that with him. We put on Christmas music in the background and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reminisce&lt;/span&gt; about history of different ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEv8Yu6NMI/AAAAAAAAB5w/I8YahsETb00/s1600/115_7451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557776129629762754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEv8Yu6NMI/AAAAAAAAB5w/I8YahsETb00/s200/115_7451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave out the kids personal ornaments and then they get to put them on the tree on the next day. What can I say we like to hog the decorating to ourselves.&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/7444725619300968557-1475756269059263035?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1475756269059263035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/decorating-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1475756269059263035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1475756269059263035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/decorating-tree.html' title='Decorating the tree'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEv88x1H7I/AAAAAAAAB54/Lqtpbwr5Ci0/s72-c/115_7465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-1373866997355091118</id><published>2011-01-06T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T08:35:00.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basment reno'/><title type='text'>Basment update: Flooring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEowV9cDWI/AAAAAAAAB44/B_5j-bMGT8M/s1600/115_7416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557768226145570146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEowV9cDWI/AAAAAAAAB44/B_5j-bMGT8M/s200/115_7416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep, this is my honey cutting and measuring. I was so lucky to get a handy man for a husband. Just look at my beautiful floors, well ignore the sawdust from cutting and walking back and forth. He got this done so fast I am just amazed at my husband. He is wonderful. Here he is putting the last piece in my room. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEowQhiNEI/AAAAAAAAB4w/s2s9njDp6W0/s1600/115_7430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557768224686355522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEowQhiNEI/AAAAAAAAB4w/s2s9njDp6W0/s200/115_7430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEowG09NcI/AAAAAAAAB4o/1IPp5OMtAWI/s1600/115_7432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557768222083462594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEowG09NcI/AAAAAAAAB4o/1IPp5OMtAWI/s200/115_7432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-1373866997355091118?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1373866997355091118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/basment-update-flooring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1373866997355091118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1373866997355091118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/basment-update-flooring.html' title='Basment update: Flooring!'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEowV9cDWI/AAAAAAAAB44/B_5j-bMGT8M/s72-c/115_7416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-3099587332326775914</id><published>2011-01-05T08:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T08:59:00.158-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Holly's class Christmas party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEt9kZMA_I/AAAAAAAAB5o/ckoWDAgJCcg/s1600/115_7446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557773950916494322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEt9kZMA_I/AAAAAAAAB5o/ckoWDAgJCcg/s200/115_7446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Holly's class Christmas party they read books including the 'Woman who swallowed a bell' and 'Snowball Fight'. The mom &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in charge&lt;/span&gt; made snowballs by covering &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kix&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cereal&lt;/span&gt; with powder sugar, the kids loved it and gobbled it down by the handfuls. They also got to frost and decorate their own cookies. The cookies were huge, another great hit. And who could have a Christmas without playing Elf, Elf, Santa. Also know as Duck, Duck, Goose. Holly had a great time and I got to know Avery a bit better so I got to have fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEt9fD_mNI/AAAAAAAAB5g/b8jHe97ybIw/s1600/115_7441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557773949485422802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEt9fD_mNI/AAAAAAAAB5g/b8jHe97ybIw/s200/115_7441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/7444725619300968557-3099587332326775914?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3099587332326775914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/hollys-class-christmas-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3099587332326775914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3099587332326775914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/hollys-class-christmas-party.html' title='Holly&apos;s class Christmas party'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEt9kZMA_I/AAAAAAAAB5o/ckoWDAgJCcg/s72-c/115_7446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-858207593541339255</id><published>2011-01-05T08:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T08:41:00.733-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Live Nativity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEqGPWauxI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/Hj2ZcJI2--g/s1600/115_7438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557769701840042770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEqGPWauxI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/Hj2ZcJI2--g/s200/115_7438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEqrbk5gZI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/-Im_XKDvTnI/s1600/115_7437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557770340777165202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEqrbk5gZI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/-Im_XKDvTnI/s200/115_7437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEqFxPpgZI/AAAAAAAAB5A/VSrVAY3w_0k/s1600/115_7440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557769693758587282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEqFxPpgZI/AAAAAAAAB5A/VSrVAY3w_0k/s200/115_7440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEqFy2WaqI/AAAAAAAAB5I/2r8XBCVaLD4/s1600/115_7438.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are awful pictures, but we went to go see the living nativity &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pageant&lt;/span&gt;. We sat with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Teed's&lt;/span&gt;, Brown's, and Chavez's The set was awesome, I mean it was really neat. The white things in the middle picture was the choir and they kinda looked like clouds or angels depending on the lighting. They were wonderful. The only thing I didn't love was the acting mostly Mary and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jospehs'&lt;/span&gt; acting(nobody shoot me if this is close to your heart). I had just expected more, but if I wasn't such a snob I would say it was wonderful and it was free, you can't beat that. Oh and there were live animals, pretty cool. The kids loved the star of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Bethlehem&lt;/span&gt;, and it was all that they talked about the next couple of days.&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-858207593541339255?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/858207593541339255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/live-nativity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/858207593541339255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/858207593541339255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/live-nativity.html' title='Live Nativity'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEqGPWauxI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/Hj2ZcJI2--g/s72-c/115_7438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-2529161665870806865</id><published>2011-01-05T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T08:22:00.455-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basment reno'/><title type='text'>Basement update - primed and painted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSElZgUM0bI/AAAAAAAAB4A/1oG7L_zIqx8/s1600/115_7414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557764535253520818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSElZgUM0bI/AAAAAAAAB4A/1oG7L_zIqx8/s200/115_7414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We primed and painted the ceiling and the walls. It's hard to see in this lighting, but Don's room is a light gray and my room is a light blue with a orange accent wall. We are also getting ready to lay down a floating wood laminate floor. The first picture is standing in my room looking into Don's room and then into the doorway of the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSElZc_QRkI/AAAAAAAAB34/0WbtzJ08GI4/s1600/115_7411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557764534360360514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSElZc_QRkI/AAAAAAAAB34/0WbtzJ08GI4/s200/115_7411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next shot it's in Don's room looking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the doorway into my room. The last picture is in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSElZDdl3bI/AAAAAAAAB3w/2DzJEFEWHjY/s1600/115_7412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557764527508282802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSElZDdl3bI/AAAAAAAAB3w/2DzJEFEWHjY/s200/115_7412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-2529161665870806865?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2529161665870806865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/basement-update-primed-and-painted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2529161665870806865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2529161665870806865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/basement-update-primed-and-painted.html' title='Basement update - primed and painted'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSElZgUM0bI/AAAAAAAAB4A/1oG7L_zIqx8/s72-c/115_7414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-4129767520177026377</id><published>2011-01-04T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T08:28:00.667-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>SNOW!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEmybe1rOI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/rXtL5M8QTWs/s1600/115_7426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557766062964321506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEmybe1rOI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/rXtL5M8QTWs/s200/115_7426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEmygjJyeI/AAAAAAAAB4g/2Uwbh2XX8Fc/s1600/115_7424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557766064324594146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEmygjJyeI/AAAAAAAAB4g/2Uwbh2XX8Fc/s200/115_7424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got one of our first snow December 1st and we have had snow kinda on for a couple of days gone a week and a half, then back a couple of days and.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the kids they were so excited they wanted to make snowmen. I told them it was the wrong kind of snow of snowmen, but they could make snow angels. Here they are. You think that Holly has that look on her face because she is excited, but it is really because she had a plumber crack going on and snow was going down her pants. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BRRR&lt;/span&gt;.... oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that the only lasted a little while. Mom it's cold out here can we come in. Sure!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEmyNAF0rI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/YS2eVmryVkA/s1600/115_7428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557766059077259954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEmyNAF0rI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/YS2eVmryVkA/s200/115_7428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEmx6KVtgI/AAAAAAAAB4I/vLjwc92hdxg/s1600/115_7429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557766054019970562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEmx6KVtgI/AAAAAAAAB4I/vLjwc92hdxg/s200/115_7429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-4129767520177026377?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4129767520177026377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4129767520177026377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4129767520177026377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow.html' title='SNOW!!'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEmybe1rOI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/rXtL5M8QTWs/s72-c/115_7426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-670013871143132273</id><published>2011-01-04T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T08:17:00.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basment reno'/><title type='text'>Basement update:tape, mudding, and sanding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEkVwxqIUI/AAAAAAAAB3g/OPpifb1mdVE/s1600/115_7382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557763371440939330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEkVwxqIUI/AAAAAAAAB3g/OPpifb1mdVE/s200/115_7382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEkWDuX4-I/AAAAAAAAB3o/s876aI1U0RA/s1600/115_7384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557763376527434722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEkWDuX4-I/AAAAAAAAB3o/s876aI1U0RA/s200/115_7384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is part of Don's room. He worked really hard and taped, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mu dded&lt;/span&gt; and sanded his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEkVY0XT5I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/va3OMJcNAUs/s1600/115_7388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557763365009837970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEkVY0XT5I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/va3OMJcNAUs/s200/115_7388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my room where he finished taping, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mudding&lt;/span&gt; and sanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEkVmk3gVI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/bb9gOyF6FHM/s1600/115_7386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557763368702935378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEkVmk3gVI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/bb9gOyF6FHM/s200/115_7386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-670013871143132273?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/670013871143132273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/basement-updatetape-mudding-and-sanding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/670013871143132273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/670013871143132273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/basement-updatetape-mudding-and-sanding.html' title='Basement update:tape, mudding, and sanding'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEkVwxqIUI/AAAAAAAAB3g/OPpifb1mdVE/s72-c/115_7382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-665753396782956805</id><published>2011-01-04T08:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T08:05:00.377-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>First time on craigslist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEhVTAbF_I/AAAAAAAAB3I/oLEn9_3FjHU/s1600/115_7372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557760064914921458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEhVTAbF_I/AAAAAAAAB3I/oLEn9_3FjHU/s200/115_7372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; sold something on Craig's list. The people that lived here before us were kind enough to leave behind somethings that have come in handy. For instance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A huge tarp, I mean huge: I used to cover my garden during the frost as well as other projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dolly: that we have used to move many things around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen table and four chairs: The round table now is going to be the computer table for the kids play area and then will be their homework/craft table a little later on. The chairs I love the shape, though I plan to repaint them and we use them as extra seating when we have dinner guest, or use in the spare room for guest that sleep over and want to have a place to put their shoes on, or... you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big huge &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;loungey&lt;/span&gt; kind a chair an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ottoman&lt;/span&gt;: That my mother-in-law was very happy to take home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wet/dry vac: Don has used this in our demo many times and it does a good job on my car too, when I remember to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt; out my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A washer and dryer: They both work and I just sold them on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Craig's&lt;/span&gt; list. It took about a week. The proceed went to getting bi-fold doors for my laundry area and a door, framing and trim for the door between Don's and my new offices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some other random things like the cement bench outside that I see a beautiful flower garden surrounding, but we won't go into that now. Thank you, house owners before us, for either thinking this stuff was junk or being to lazy to take it with you. Your junk has been helpful to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEhVHuoN-I/AAAAAAAAB3A/wUDxWNcilx4/s1600/115_7373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557760061887494114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEhVHuoN-I/AAAAAAAAB3A/wUDxWNcilx4/s200/115_7373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7444725619300968557-665753396782956805?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/665753396782956805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-time-on-craigslist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/665753396782956805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/665753396782956805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-time-on-craigslist.html' title='First time on craigslist'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEhVTAbF_I/AAAAAAAAB3I/oLEn9_3FjHU/s72-c/115_7372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-1150132564384337513</id><published>2011-01-03T07:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T07:58:00.218-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>First grade music review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEfv5EsWHI/AAAAAAAAB2w/Risi4DLDn2w/s1600/115_7408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557758322786719858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEfv5EsWHI/AAAAAAAAB2w/Risi4DLDn2w/s200/115_7408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEfwMUH_nI/AAAAAAAAB24/nhTtsu-TjpI/s1600/115_7409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557758327951720050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEfwMUH_nI/AAAAAAAAB24/nhTtsu-TjpI/s200/115_7409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh sang with the first grade classes at his school. Overall they did pretty well. The kid in the red kept talking to Josh and I wanted to say, "Someone get that trouble maker away from my kid.", but I didn't I just sat listened and took blurry pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting to me they sang a song about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kwanzaa&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dradel&lt;/span&gt; song, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hanukkah&lt;/span&gt; song and some Christmas fun songs -the jingle bells sort, even a song about winter. But not one Christian Christmas song. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very proud of my boy, he sang and was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7444725619300968557-1150132564384337513?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1150132564384337513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-grade-music-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1150132564384337513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1150132564384337513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-grade-music-review.html' title='First grade music review'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEfv5EsWHI/AAAAAAAAB2w/Risi4DLDn2w/s72-c/115_7408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-2175423595827427950</id><published>2011-01-03T07:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T07:45:00.609-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditions'/><title type='text'>Christmas Cookie Tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEc4nBXyuI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/GO_ac4fJZcY/s1600/115_7390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557755174024891106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEc4nBXyuI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/GO_ac4fJZcY/s200/115_7390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEc4-D1RGI/AAAAAAAAB2g/4ONC3TTRZEg/s1600/115_7391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557755180209226850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEc4-D1RGI/AAAAAAAAB2g/4ONC3TTRZEg/s200/115_7391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEc5OejWqI/AAAAAAAAB2o/7o-Mq3mA6mo/s1600/115_7392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557755184616266402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEc5OejWqI/AAAAAAAAB2o/7o-Mq3mA6mo/s200/115_7392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year my&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEc4W8jMGI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/JUEWfujra-w/s1600/115_7395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557755169709699170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEc4W8jMGI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/JUEWfujra-w/s200/115_7395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mom and I would make Christmas cookies (by the way my mom's not dead just on the other side of the US, hence the "would".). We would plan out what were going to make vowing to only make 4-5 different kinds and never keeping that vow. We would start early in the morning determine and end early evening a little to punch happy and daring anyone to ask us, "What's for dinner?". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, every year now that I live in Tennessee I get that cookie making twitch and I have to make cookie plates. I made a list, again not keeping to my only 4 different kinds of sweets- it's just too hard-I also made a list to who I would give them to. One of my friends was like where do you draw the line. I was like that's easy: people that VT me, people I VT, my kids' teachers (for Holly that is 6 different people), my 3 neighbors, and my mailman (because I am too cheap to tip. I would have gotten the trash guys, but I wasn't sure where to put it). Well I thought this was a wonderful plan until I started thinking of the other friends that I have that don't fall into these &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;categories&lt;/span&gt; and the guilt started. So to these said friends- I will get you next year and bake more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bandaged&lt;/span&gt; hand you may ask. My oven hates me and will only open 1/2 way so when getting something out of the oven I managed to burn the top of my hand than pull downwards (you know because it was hot) and then burn by my wrist which was facing down. Yes, I am very talented and my loving husband bandaged me up. By the way he did add his name to the cookie list this year too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7444725619300968557-2175423595827427950?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2175423595827427950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-cookie-tradition.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2175423595827427950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2175423595827427950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-cookie-tradition.html' title='Christmas Cookie Tradition'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEc4nBXyuI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/GO_ac4fJZcY/s72-c/115_7390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-8508659036981092560</id><published>2011-01-03T07:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T07:36:00.324-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Santa Baby</title><content type='html'>We went to the mall to visit Santa. Holly has decided very late in the game that she wants a teddy bear and dress-up clothes. I knew about the dress-up clothes, but this teddy bear thing came out of now where. What gives? Josh had no problem rattling off EVERYTHING that he wanted.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEbB6ZMdII/AAAAAAAAB2I/Y_3502VQA8w/s1600/115_7368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557753134820652162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEbB6ZMdII/AAAAAAAAB2I/Y_3502VQA8w/s200/115_7368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEbBfldliI/AAAAAAAAB14/dujQ4jjAYU8/s1600/115_7363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557753127624349218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEbBfldliI/AAAAAAAAB14/dujQ4jjAYU8/s200/115_7363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was a wonderful Santa he was very patient and answered all questions including "Where are you reindeer?", Josh noticed that there were no reindeer in sight at the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEbBlD5_dI/AAAAAAAAB2A/FRDNLvzdRoY/s1600/115_7370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557753129094217170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEbBlD5_dI/AAAAAAAAB2A/FRDNLvzdRoY/s200/115_7370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the kids favorite christmas songs: Josh, Frosty the Snowman. Holly, Santa Baby. (but she sings it Santa Clauses baby. "Hey mom, why is Santa Clauses baby coming going down a chimney?".&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/7444725619300968557-8508659036981092560?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8508659036981092560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/santa-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/8508659036981092560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/8508659036981092560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/santa-baby.html' title='Santa Baby'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TSEbB6ZMdII/AAAAAAAAB2I/Y_3502VQA8w/s72-c/115_7368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-1055368855742963457</id><published>2011-01-02T22:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T22:22:04.342-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><title type='text'>Books I've read</title><content type='html'>I read 30 Books this year. The last book I read was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nobody's&lt;/span&gt; Princess. Not bad for a year. So I am starting a new list the year. Actually no I am wrong.  I read 31 books because I also read The Book of Mormon too.  I really enjoyed my reading time.  It was something I had lost for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-1055368855742963457?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1055368855742963457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/books-ive-read.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1055368855742963457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1055368855742963457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/books-ive-read.html' title='Books I&apos;ve read'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-8234679254218446322</id><published>2011-01-02T22:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T22:05:01.659-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><title type='text'>It's just how I bowl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-59ad606add9c316d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D59ad606add9c316d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331526938%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FB5F033E5561EDD12599B94843670076F865669.44CCC58F9C92B16842A6F44502B3B078BD6DAC2E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D59ad606add9c316d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7BeUF2QTBrVdgNzLHZroIwaWuWA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D59ad606add9c316d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331526938%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FB5F033E5561EDD12599B94843670076F865669.44CCC58F9C92B16842A6F44502B3B078BD6DAC2E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D59ad606add9c316d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7BeUF2QTBrVdgNzLHZroIwaWuWA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;For Holly and Mommy time one day we bowled in our hallway.  I just closed all the doors and it was a perfect alleyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-8234679254218446322?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8234679254218446322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-just-how-i-bowl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/8234679254218446322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/8234679254218446322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-just-how-i-bowl.html' title='It&apos;s just how I bowl!'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-6565672722594317951</id><published>2011-01-02T19:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:36:12.323-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year to everyone.  I think that my only resolutions will be what our stake president asked of us this Sunday.  Only 2: Read your scriptures everyday and pray everyday.  Two very simple things, yet I fall short of all to often. I want to keep close to the Lord and it is not very hard if I invite Him into my life just by reading and praying.  I want this for me, I want this for my kids, I want this for my family, and I want this for all the primary kids that I am suppose to lead.  (What was he thinking?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all your goals come true this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-6565672722594317951?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6565672722594317951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6565672722594317951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6565672722594317951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-7796509078722449308</id><published>2010-12-09T09:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T09:28:00.532-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids say'/><title type='text'>Wow that's fast</title><content type='html'>One of our primary kids advanced to young mens.  Holly is sad because it is the boy she has a crush on and she won't see him as much.  (I think the eight year difference would stand in their way anyways). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about this on the way to church.  Josh asked if that meant he was a dad now.  I certainly hope not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-7796509078722449308?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7796509078722449308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/wow-thats-fast.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7796509078722449308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7796509078722449308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/wow-thats-fast.html' title='Wow that&apos;s fast'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-4817601060557103368</id><published>2010-12-08T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T09:26:00.291-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>SNOW</title><content type='html'>Hey Lindsey did you notice that it snowed on Sunday?  My friend and I were talking about snow 2 weeks ago and she said it never snows here before January.  Well the weather decided to prove her wrong.  We had flurries last Wednesday and heavier flurries on Sunday, they may stick to the ground.  BRRRR, baby it's cold outside!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-4817601060557103368?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4817601060557103368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4817601060557103368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4817601060557103368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/snow.html' title='SNOW'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-3212857409275492260</id><published>2010-12-07T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T09:23:00.351-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Been Busy</title><content type='html'>Well, I feel so far behind on my blog.  I always have all the ideas going around in my head.  I just got a new calling at church, we have holidays coming and we are trying to get our basement reno painted and flooring installed before December 22nd.  So I think my post maybe few over this winter holiday.  Just saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-3212857409275492260?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3212857409275492260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/been-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3212857409275492260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3212857409275492260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/been-busy.html' title='Been Busy'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-2158814935195060460</id><published>2010-12-06T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T21:23:55.011-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Testing it out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIzlnHIwI/AAAAAAAAB1o/KfWt81rFJe8/s1600/115_7353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547388892120294146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIzlnHIwI/AAAAAAAAB1o/KfWt81rFJe8/s200/115_7353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mother in law knows how much I love emergency preparness stuff so she got me an emergancy toliet. Don is posing for us (he's gonna kill me for posting this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if daddy does it the kids have to as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIzP6pUAI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/aP2-UfdINyI/s1600/115_7355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547388886296645634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIzP6pUAI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/aP2-UfdINyI/s200/115_7355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIzQC8poI/AAAAAAAAB1g/KNrIU7lPFuo/s1600/115_7354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547388886331467394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIzQC8poI/AAAAAAAAB1g/KNrIU7lPFuo/s200/115_7354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7444725619300968557-2158814935195060460?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2158814935195060460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/testing-it-out.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2158814935195060460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2158814935195060460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/testing-it-out.html' title='Testing it out'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIzlnHIwI/AAAAAAAAB1o/KfWt81rFJe8/s72-c/115_7353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-2011159291600952228</id><published>2010-12-05T21:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T21:20:40.495-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Pictures with Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIVH6kdqI/AAAAAAAAB1A/echza_2msVg/s1600/115_7367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547388368752768674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIVH6kdqI/AAAAAAAAB1A/echza_2msVg/s200/115_7367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIVkE8nlI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/qH7MaHCHb-I/s1600/115_7363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547388376312487506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIVkE8nlI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/qH7MaHCHb-I/s200/115_7363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIVR5Qq5I/AAAAAAAAB1I/M-csUnKb8PI/s1600/115_7365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547388371431631762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIVR5Qq5I/AAAAAAAAB1I/M-csUnKb8PI/s200/115_7365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIUjI0YkI/AAAAAAAAB04/UZqe1y4At2U/s1600/115_7368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547388358880420418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIUjI0YkI/AAAAAAAAB04/UZqe1y4At2U/s200/115_7368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIUWMTaSI/AAAAAAAAB0w/YPkKWItqUfU/s1600/115_7369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547388355405375778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIUWMTaSI/AAAAAAAAB0w/YPkKWItqUfU/s200/115_7369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Santa was awesome. First of all since I bought a package they let me take my own pics. I took some with just Josh and just Holly, then the two together. Then Santa really listened to them, I mean really listened. He didn't hurry them off after they were done. He was just asking them questions and having a cute conversation with them. He was awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-2011159291600952228?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2011159291600952228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/pictures-with-santa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2011159291600952228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2011159291600952228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/pictures-with-santa.html' title='Pictures with Santa'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxIVH6kdqI/AAAAAAAAB1A/echza_2msVg/s72-c/115_7367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-1435917250429261917</id><published>2010-12-05T21:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T21:16:16.277-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>A Trumble Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxGCNWbAXI/AAAAAAAAB0o/Yg2RtBDE-4Y/s1600/115_7339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547385844770996594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxGCNWbAXI/AAAAAAAAB0o/Yg2RtBDE-4Y/s200/115_7339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Thanksgiving we went to Mississippi to visit Don's parents and his older brother Pat.  We ate alot, here the kids were getting to sample the devil eggs right off the assembly line. (Holly shoved it in all at once).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxGBn6WgBI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/DQCflpPfyqI/s1600/115_7341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547385834721148946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxGBn6WgBI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/DQCflpPfyqI/s200/115_7341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxGBzc28GI/AAAAAAAAB0g/bDJLYYbstLc/s1600/115_7340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547385837818671202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxGBzc28GI/AAAAAAAAB0g/bDJLYYbstLc/s200/115_7340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had lots of fun with Grandma and Grandpa.  Grandma had some fun crafty projects that the kids loved. First there were the apple/gum drop turkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxFwUjZdhI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/CGXBjGc_jZQ/s1600/115_7346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547385537466824210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxFwUjZdhI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/CGXBjGc_jZQ/s200/115_7346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxFv5Nqv5I/AAAAAAAAB0I/5vxjzvIw-Cc/s1600/115_7351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547385530127925138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxFv5Nqv5I/AAAAAAAAB0I/5vxjzvIw-Cc/s200/115_7351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxFvpAcRlI/AAAAAAAAB0A/KSXjfPLvEGM/s1600/115_7352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547385525777483346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxFvpAcRlI/AAAAAAAAB0A/KSXjfPLvEGM/s200/115_7352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were the toliet paper pumpkins, which mom gets to keep the whole roll of toliet paper and fabric.  Thanks Grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxFvQZs8MI/AAAAAAAABz4/ZX0J9bM1ucA/s1600/115_7359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547385519172546754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxFvQZs8MI/AAAAAAAABz4/ZX0J9bM1ucA/s200/115_7359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxFvKyQHpI/AAAAAAAABzw/krwAS-OXmTM/s1600/115_7362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547385517664902802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxFvKyQHpI/AAAAAAAABzw/krwAS-OXmTM/s200/115_7362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to learn how to make a knit hat on a circle loom, made homemade laundry soap, learned how to  make sweet potato pie (yum), and got some spices for my food storage not to mention I got to go walking every morning for 45 minutes after I slept in and the kids were taken care of.  AHHH.&lt;br /&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-1435917250429261917?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1435917250429261917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1435917250429261917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1435917250429261917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='A Trumble Thanksgiving'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TPxGCNWbAXI/AAAAAAAAB0o/Yg2RtBDE-4Y/s72-c/115_7339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-1386972846936984124</id><published>2010-11-19T07:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T07:40:00.980-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raising kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date'/><title type='text'>Mommy Joshie date</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOCC8t0yO5I/AAAAAAAABzo/BqB4EE25S6M/s1600/7.9.04%2BJoshua%2Bswing%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539571521270463378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOCC8t0yO5I/AAAAAAAABzo/BqB4EE25S6M/s200/7.9.04%2BJoshua%2Bswing%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOCC8TSq83I/AAAAAAAABzg/LY3H8ryq1XY/s1600/7.10.04%2BJosh%2Bn%2BDoggie%2B1st%2Bsave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539571514148057970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOCC8TSq83I/AAAAAAAABzg/LY3H8ryq1XY/s200/7.10.04%2BJosh%2Bn%2BDoggie%2B1st%2Bsave.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has the time gone! What happen to this little boy that fit in my arms not this boy that is getting too close to my shoulder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh and Holly both had "Make good choices chart" when they made good choices they got a sticker. At the beginning they got to choose their reward. Josh wanted water colors and ice cream with mom. Holly wants a date with Daddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh and I had a hard time finding a water color with the book of pictures that wasn't girlie. He was really going for superheros, transformers or star wars. We did have great success with the ice cream. As we were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;eating&lt;/span&gt; ice cream I asked Josh why he is growing up so fast? I told him he better slow down or the next thing I would know he would be getting married and moving into his own house. All of the sudden he got really sad. "Mom I don't want to leave!" I tried to explain and thought I had done a good job until as we were walking to the car and he asked me "When will I have to have a new mom and dad?" I was like what! He said "You said I'd go to a new house, when will I have to go?" Tears started to form in his eyes. I was like forget I ever said anything. You will always be my Josh and you are stuck with me forever. Oh break my heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was the drama of our date. The sweetness was when he asked if he could bring some of the M&amp;amp;M's that were in a cup (to go on the ice cream) home for Holly. That's my sweet boy. He still has a strong hold on my heart.&lt;br /&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/7444725619300968557-1386972846936984124?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1386972846936984124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/mommy-joshie-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1386972846936984124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1386972846936984124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/mommy-joshie-date.html' title='Mommy Joshie date'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOCC8t0yO5I/AAAAAAAABzo/BqB4EE25S6M/s72-c/7.9.04%2BJoshua%2Bswing%2B2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-2380188865723119435</id><published>2010-11-18T07:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T07:11:00.181-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basment reno'/><title type='text'>Our new door</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOB7SnSP9yI/AAAAAAAABzA/lbxhgDcQVk8/s1600/115_7333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539563101379098402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOB7SnSP9yI/AAAAAAAABzA/lbxhgDcQVk8/s200/115_7333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our latest basement reno update. Don has finished mudding and sanding my room. He just needs to finish the laundry area, which he has a goal to finish this next Saturday. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could mean that I could paint, but I have elected to wait until he is done mudding his room. He is almost done&lt;br /&gt;tapping it; he'd probably have finished yesterday, but we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOB7R0pkvdI/AAAAAAAABy4/hydSZ4Hmwkc/s1600/115_7334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539563087786720722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOB7R0pkvdI/AAAAAAAABy4/hydSZ4Hmwkc/s200/115_7334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cided to put in the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the door that goes between Don's man cave and the garage. It is a heavy duty door and the first that Don has hung himself. I think that he had fun using all his toys... I mean tools, but the actual getting it to fit perfect was not as fun. In the end it as worked. So here is our door. Tah-dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he gets his room done. Than we paint, then the flooring goes in and some homemade cabinetry, then furniture, and decorate and , and, and. Well, we aren't super close to being done, but closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOB7Rdi8cuI/AAAAAAAAByo/RyS-sFdy8tM/s1600/115_7336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539563081584898786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOB7Rdi8cuI/AAAAAAAAByo/RyS-sFdy8tM/s200/115_7336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7444725619300968557-2380188865723119435?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2380188865723119435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-new-door.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2380188865723119435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2380188865723119435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-new-door.html' title='Our new door'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOB7SnSP9yI/AAAAAAAABzA/lbxhgDcQVk8/s72-c/115_7333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-3398193034197922704</id><published>2010-11-16T07:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T07:32:00.376-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raising kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>Play ball.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOCACMSSWwI/AAAAAAAABzY/I_p9fHJE9_4/s1600/090404-023341-149010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 93px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539568316811729666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOCACMSSWwI/AAAAAAAABzY/I_p9fHJE9_4/s400/090404-023341-149010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so the other day was really nice weather. They say it is going to be the last of warmish weather. I was outside putting my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;garden beds&lt;/span&gt; to rest. Which is funny in its self since I have no idea what I am doing as I put dead grass clippings, leaves and dried garden rubbish in the beds with dirt on top. Hopefully something magical will happen before spring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any who. Josh was out there and I thought I should try teach him how to hit a baseball. You would laugh if you knew &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nonathletic&lt;/span&gt; I am. I never hit the ball, but the ball seems to hit me in all sports. But here goes nothing. I tried to show him how to hit. That wasn't too &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt;. So we started with tossing the ball back and forth and keeping our eye on the ball. Then he threw it to me so I could hit it. Then he tried hitting it. By the time we were done he actually did get some hits in. I think he could of hit more if I was better at pitching, but its the time spent not the ability right? I said RIGHT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(He was pretty proud to show Don later on:) ) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;opps&lt;/span&gt; double chin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-3398193034197922704?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3398193034197922704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/play-ball.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3398193034197922704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3398193034197922704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/play-ball.html' title='Play ball.'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOCACMSSWwI/AAAAAAAABzY/I_p9fHJE9_4/s72-c/090404-023341-149010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-7906000933950981955</id><published>2010-11-14T19:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T19:58:21.044-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Primary Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOB-YrtwrjI/AAAAAAAABzI/Kq753jmRUZQ/s1600/I%252520Know%252520My%252520Savior%252520Lives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 155px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539566504182328882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOB-YrtwrjI/AAAAAAAABzI/Kq753jmRUZQ/s200/I%252520Know%252520My%252520Savior%252520Lives.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was our wards Primary program. I am taking a big exhale breathe. It is over for this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the kids did wonderful and were really cute. We had this one little boy that did a solo of Teach me to walk. It was so sweet, and the way that our music leader arranged a bunch of our music was wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday when we practised I could have killed Holly. She wouldn't sing, she was twirling during the songs and she just wasn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cooperating&lt;/span&gt;. Today was wonderful. She sang and stood still and said her part. Yeah. Thank you teachers, music leaders and all the stand ins, thank you kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-7906000933950981955?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7906000933950981955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/primary-program.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7906000933950981955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7906000933950981955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/primary-program.html' title='Primary Program'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TOB-YrtwrjI/AAAAAAAABzI/Kq753jmRUZQ/s72-c/I%252520Know%252520My%252520Savior%252520Lives.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-4139900447423942191</id><published>2010-11-14T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T08:22:00.645-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>Big Books Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdRe0PjmeI/AAAAAAAAByI/VbLWCMzW9Cc/s1600/TRU-117-ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 291px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536983856737130978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdRe0PjmeI/AAAAAAAAByI/VbLWCMzW9Cc/s320/TRU-117-ad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can remember when I was younger my brother and I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pouring&lt;/span&gt; over the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ToysRus&lt;/span&gt; and Sears Catalog. Totally drooling over which toys we were desiring for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my kids first year for the "Big Book". They have looked and looked and looked again at it. It has been circled and marked all the toys that they want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holly- anything Barbies or Disney Princess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh- anything &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lego's&lt;/span&gt;, Iron Man, Super Hero's, and a couple of Toy Story things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-4139900447423942191?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4139900447423942191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/big-books-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4139900447423942191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4139900447423942191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/big-books-memories.html' title='Big Books Memories'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdRe0PjmeI/AAAAAAAAByI/VbLWCMzW9Cc/s72-c/TRU-117-ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-7500520509634312986</id><published>2010-11-13T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T08:31:04.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Groccery Sticker Disease- it could be real</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdTNytZQ-I/AAAAAAAAByQ/7ycdtBThm9E/s1600/115_7327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536985763290891234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdTNytZQ-I/AAAAAAAAByQ/7ycdtBThm9E/s320/115_7327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we are checking out and the kids ask if they can have a sticker. The checker says hold on a sec. Then as I am paying he gives them each literally 10 stickers each. I looked at him and said, "Your killing me here!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should have ripped two off the roll and gave the rest back. Instead I told them not to stick any of them on the cart or car. So this was their solution. It actually got crazier where all their eyes, nose and mouths were covered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I love having my camera with me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-7500520509634312986?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7500520509634312986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/groccery-sticker-disease-it-could-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7500520509634312986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7500520509634312986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/groccery-sticker-disease-it-could-be.html' title='Groccery Sticker Disease- it could be real'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdTNytZQ-I/AAAAAAAAByQ/7ycdtBThm9E/s72-c/115_7327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-5607722809746406330</id><published>2010-11-12T07:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T07:46:00.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><title type='text'>Learning my matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdItPVff5I/AAAAAAAABxo/6iNIA8QXEPQ/s1600/holly%27s+bracelet+6-2010+00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536974208923303826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdItPVff5I/AAAAAAAABxo/6iNIA8QXEPQ/s320/holly%27s+bracelet+6-2010+00001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other day Holly told me that she is growing up, but she is still learning her matters. Not manners, but matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know your matters?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-5607722809746406330?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5607722809746406330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/learning-my-matters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5607722809746406330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5607722809746406330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/learning-my-matters.html' title='Learning my matters'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdItPVff5I/AAAAAAAABxo/6iNIA8QXEPQ/s72-c/holly%27s+bracelet+6-2010+00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-3836501648033642488</id><published>2010-11-11T08:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T08:06:00.250-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Boy family night</title><content type='html'>I love movie nights the kids look forward to it all week.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdOGKnF01I/AAAAAAAAByA/7wv9_6bhJbU/s1600/star+wars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536980134709810002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdOGKnF01I/AAAAAAAAByA/7wv9_6bhJbU/s320/star+wars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don thought it would be pretty cool to watch Star Wars. Josh was totally on board. Holly not so much. Josh loved it, but was sad that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kwigan's&lt;/span&gt; (or however you spell it) body was burned at the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holly's quote of the movie, "Yep, he's still wearing make-up". She said this when Darth-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mahl&lt;/span&gt; came on the screen for the second time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-3836501648033642488?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3836501648033642488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/boy-family-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3836501648033642488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3836501648033642488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/boy-family-night.html' title='Boy family night'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdOGKnF01I/AAAAAAAAByA/7wv9_6bhJbU/s72-c/star+wars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-7399422087323606332</id><published>2010-11-10T07:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T07:51:00.286-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><title type='text'>Right, hee,hee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdJvnpbd-I/AAAAAAAABxw/WEsnOqRFiMg/s1600/115_6621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536975349320742882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdJvnpbd-I/AAAAAAAABxw/WEsnOqRFiMg/s320/115_6621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week on the way to church the kids were practising left and right. They told me which way to turn the whole way to church. (You know, because I haven't driven there all year).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Holly is in the back and she is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;crackin&lt;/span&gt;' herself up. "Mom to be RIGHT, you have to go RIGHT! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haa&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She thought this was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;, the beauty of discovering things all over again through your children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-7399422087323606332?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7399422087323606332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/right-heehee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7399422087323606332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7399422087323606332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/right-heehee.html' title='Right, hee,hee!'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdJvnpbd-I/AAAAAAAABxw/WEsnOqRFiMg/s72-c/115_6621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-2338566823828887792</id><published>2010-11-09T07:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T07:56:00.268-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Being six</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdLr3-4P_I/AAAAAAAABx4/PL02FybF2O0/s1600/Splash+Pad,+playgroup+7-10+00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536977484009455602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdLr3-4P_I/AAAAAAAABx4/PL02FybF2O0/s320/Splash+Pad,+playgroup+7-10+00008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh has dived into being six, head on. How you may ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Totally into the super &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hero's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Loves Star Wars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Laughs at everything, things that aren't even funny and makes nonsense rhymes to go with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Does mouth farts (you know the kind where you push air between you cheek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. (my favorite) Has mastered the ARM FART!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;boydom&lt;/span&gt; is full speed ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-2338566823828887792?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/2338566823828887792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/being-six.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2338566823828887792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/2338566823828887792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/being-six.html' title='Being six'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdLr3-4P_I/AAAAAAAABx4/PL02FybF2O0/s72-c/Splash+Pad,+playgroup+7-10+00008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-1764196156570577815</id><published>2010-11-08T07:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T07:29:00.535-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><title type='text'>Crushin on Jack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdE9dLpXyI/AAAAAAAABxg/cqVz0R_JnUw/s1600/Booms+Day+9-2010+00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536970089471500066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdE9dLpXyI/AAAAAAAABxg/cqVz0R_JnUw/s320/Booms+Day+9-2010+00041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See this sweet LITTLE girl. She has a crush on a boy at church. Holly is four, Jack is 11 (his birthday is next month). Holly is in preschool, Jack is in 6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade. Holly likes to dress up like a princess, Jack is an ice skater. (He is actually the nutcracker this year in the "Nutcracker"). Holly asks about Jack all the time, Jack only notices her when she is in his face (but, he is a real sweet kid). Holly is learning to read, Jack can write and read his own talks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier this week we went to Jack's house (while he was at school) to meet with his mom and other ladies for lunch. Holly on the car over, "Is Jack going to be there?". Holly on the way home, "When can we go to Jacks house again?, Next time we go will Jack be there?". Later in the day I called Jacks mom, Holly was in the background, "Is Jack home now? Can I talk to him?" I told her no. She is too young to talk to any boys on the phone. Oh, help us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-1764196156570577815?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/1764196156570577815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/crushin-on-jack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1764196156570577815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/1764196156570577815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/crushin-on-jack.html' title='Crushin on Jack'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdE9dLpXyI/AAAAAAAABxg/cqVz0R_JnUw/s72-c/Booms+Day+9-2010+00041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-6773621938353018664</id><published>2010-11-07T20:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:15:47.412-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><title type='text'>Addicted to sale shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdVhWoS8mI/AAAAAAAAByg/50TsgRVN1SQ/s1600/115_7328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536988298373952098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdVhWoS8mI/AAAAAAAAByg/50TsgRVN1SQ/s200/115_7328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have I told you that I am addicted to sale shopping. I really need to get help. Sometimes I just want to buy it because it is on sale. I need to work on sticking to my list. But check this out My total was $82.50, but I paid 32 dollars oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdVg_r0TNI/AAAAAAAAByY/8SvQJx4Lyz8/s1600/115_7330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536988292214705362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdVg_r0TNI/AAAAAAAAByY/8SvQJx4Lyz8/s200/115_7330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 12 cans of Campbell's cream of soup (which I never see go on sale!) and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Playtex&lt;/span&gt; gloves for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FREEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that my ultimate goal is to bet my friends percentage of savings at Kroger. Hers is always better than mine. This week I saved 63% she saved 83%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean my goal is to make sure that my family have food storage, yeah that's what I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-6773621938353018664?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6773621938353018664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/addicted-to-sale-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6773621938353018664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/6773621938353018664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/addicted-to-sale-shopping.html' title='Addicted to sale shopping'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TNdVhWoS8mI/AAAAAAAAByg/50TsgRVN1SQ/s72-c/115_7328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-3326003457945660125</id><published>2010-11-06T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T08:30:01.144-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Learning new things</title><content type='html'>Josh keeps surprising me with things that he is learning at school. "Hey mom, Did you know 10 plus 10 is 20? Did you know 20 take away 1 is 19?" "Mom, I learned what pronouns are today". 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href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3326003457945660125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/learning-new-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3326003457945660125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3326003457945660125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/learning-new-things.html' title='Learning new things'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-4744743847400490879</id><published>2010-11-06T07:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T07:51:00.398-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Holly Grooving</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a5515ed92a15d31b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da5515ed92a15d31b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331526939%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82AAA61449EFB6602419AEB59C7293D5D8219A1B.3DDCCFC5927B68A4F1845A4EC41930AAF85C9575%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da5515ed92a15d31b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DS7K1ErXe3g8gjPlUESjsULcfFFw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Holly was totally getting into the music at trunk or treat!  I think she liked how her cape and dress twirled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-4744743847400490879?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4744743847400490879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/holly-grooving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4744743847400490879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/4744743847400490879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/holly-grooving.html' title='Holly Grooving'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-5638337526978763338</id><published>2010-11-05T09:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T09:34:00.682-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Brrrr, baby it's pink outside.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TM4ZsIE6jTI/AAAAAAAABuY/FM7lsO-bNNM/s1600/1030100953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534389237957954866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TM4ZsIE6jTI/AAAAAAAABuY/FM7lsO-bNNM/s320/1030100953.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Saturday, I woke up early, 6:00 am, for a Saturday that is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eeearrrly&lt;/span&gt; for me. I met up with some friends from the ward so we could go do the Race for the Cure walk/run. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two of us were going to jog and the other three power walk. I was afraid to get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; from my little group. There had to have been hundreds of people there and I didn't have my cell phone with me, or I would of jogged it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was 40 degrees (I wore like five layers) when we got there, but the walk was worth it and I had fun chatting it up with my friends. I want to do it again next year and jog it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In celebration of Tracy. In remembrance of Candy Swanson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left to right: Brenda, Me, Aimee, Melissa, and Taylor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-5638337526978763338?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/5638337526978763338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/brrrr-baby-its-pink-outside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5638337526978763338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/5638337526978763338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/brrrr-baby-its-pink-outside.html' title='Brrrr, baby it&apos;s pink outside.'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TM4ZsIE6jTI/AAAAAAAABuY/FM7lsO-bNNM/s72-c/1030100953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-3251990387172406024</id><published>2010-11-05T09:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T09:29:00.333-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><title type='text'>Mom, did you bring money this time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TM4YGLyTPLI/AAAAAAAABuQ/RxW3lAaOeo4/s1600/115_7269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534387486606965938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TM4YGLyTPLI/AAAAAAAABuQ/RxW3lAaOeo4/s320/115_7269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weeks ago we went to the circus and everything there cost money. We told the kids don't even ask, because it cost money and we didn't bring any. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we went on Josh's field trip, I told Josh that we were heading toward the pony rides and he was going to ride one this time. He asked, " Mom, did you bring money this time?". Nope kid you just got lucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Side note, I never knew how expensive it was for my kids to be in school. You buy supplies, then give extra money for more stuff, then you have to buy the class t-shirt, then you pay for the field trip and it's just the end of October! I got keep track so I can earn a little extra for next year. Education is expensive and were in public school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444725619300968557-3251990387172406024?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/3251990387172406024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/mom-did-you-bring-money-this-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3251990387172406024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/3251990387172406024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/mom-did-you-bring-money-this-time.html' title='Mom, did you bring money this time?'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TM4YGLyTPLI/AAAAAAAABuQ/RxW3lAaOeo4/s72-c/115_7269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444725619300968557.post-7782461936317147146</id><published>2010-11-04T09:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T09:24:00.593-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Team work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TM4XJ0txTjI/AAAAAAAABuI/eIU26Irzd5M/s1600/115_7287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534386449621798450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TM4XJ0txTjI/AAAAAAAABuI/eIU26Irzd5M/s320/115_7287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This last week, I was so tired at the end of the week. After reading books with Josh I told him and Holly to practise writing letters. I vaguely remember telling them which letters to practise and even less than that saying sure go play in your room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TM4XJsyP7JI/AAAAAAAABuA/eHNYTtGKmZw/s1600/115_7286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534386447493098642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TM4XJsyP7JI/AAAAAAAABuA/eHNYTtGKmZw/s320/115_7286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I woke-up from my nap on the couch, that is exactly what they were doing. They had worked together and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;built&lt;/span&gt; this castle out of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;legos&lt;/span&gt;. What a good job!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other weird thing was I couldn't remember buttoning my sweater and there was a blanket on me. When I asked Holly about it, she said I did it while you were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sleeping&lt;/span&gt;. What sweet kids.&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/7444725619300968557-7782461936317147146?l=tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/7782461936317147146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/team-work.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7782461936317147146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444725619300968557/posts/default/7782461936317147146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tennesseetrumbles.blogspot.com/2010/11/team-work.html' title='Team work'/><author><name>stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02952814790007134099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/SkkUsEuciZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1j_YGPeSL_c/S220/Checking+out+Tenn.+8-08+00001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GL_37hS6nhU/TM4XJ0txTjI/AAAAAAAABuI/eIU26Irzd5M/s72-c/115_7287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
