<?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-8949987742523627973</id><updated>2012-02-17T20:57:51.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Perspective...</title><subtitle type='html'>The past is gone, the future is a mystery but today is a gift.  That is why it is called the present.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-6183826753204544066</id><published>2012-02-17T20:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T20:43:07.012-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xf0z4rImcQY/Tz8QNXe7TCI/AAAAAAAACHY/Qh10lntApcY/s1600/402181_318267338216469_178084452234759_905281_2046052024_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xf0z4rImcQY/Tz8QNXe7TCI/AAAAAAAACHY/Qh10lntApcY/s320/402181_318267338216469_178084452234759_905281_2046052024_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710300674357152802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-6183826753204544066?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/6183826753204544066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6183826753204544066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6183826753204544066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xf0z4rImcQY/Tz8QNXe7TCI/AAAAAAAACHY/Qh10lntApcY/s72-c/402181_318267338216469_178084452234759_905281_2046052024_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8676608262525076337</id><published>2012-02-16T20:44:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T20:57:51.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, Kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gary Carter, the slugging catcher known as Kid for the sheer joy he took in playing baseball, who entered the Hall of Fame as a Montreal Expo but who most famously helped propel the Mets to their dramatic 1986 World Series championship, died this afternoon in West Palm Beach, Florida.  He was 57.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9wWzIab4nro/Tz3AyTQbajI/AAAAAAAACG0/am8Z4xO2bmM/s320/1975-Topps-Gary-Carter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709931872970828338" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 100%; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYq9f9bh3Yo/Tz3A7rr1PyI/AAAAAAAACHA/X2u2XN40tMI/s1600/gary_carter_1976_topps_441.jpg" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYq9f9bh3Yo/Tz3A7rr1PyI/AAAAAAAACHA/X2u2XN40tMI/s320/gary_carter_1976_topps_441.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709932034147041058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;It drove some people nuts that Carter played every day with the joy as if it were the opening day of Little League.  Even that nickname, "Kid," was minted with some derisiveness by jaded Expos veterans when Carter, in his first spring training camp in 1973, had the nerve to run hard on every sprint and bring enthusiasm to every drill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;In his 1987 book, &lt;i&gt;A Dream Season&lt;/i&gt;, written with John Hough Jr., Carter wrote, "My enthusiasm for my family -- and for baseball, and other things, too -- strikes some people as a bit too much.  My happiness crowds people a little."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Some Expos were put off by Carter's unabashed enthusiasm.  They felt he was obsessed with his image and basked in hus press coverage too eagerly.  They called him Camera Carter.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Carter's exuberance complemented his prowess at the plate.  Curly-haired and with a ready smile, he was loved by the fans, first in Montreal, then in New York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IwGYPpB1OqY/Tz3BGkPUXqI/AAAAAAAACHM/ea7HC162BRw/s320/Gary_Carter_AP8610141643_620x350.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709932221126958754" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;The light that was Gary Edmund Carter has been extinguished.  Kid is dead, and far too soon at age 57 because of the evil of inoperable brain tumors.  This world, not just this little game, is less sunny without him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-8676608262525076337?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8676608262525076337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/02/farewell-kid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8676608262525076337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8676608262525076337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/02/farewell-kid.html' title='Farewell, Kid'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9wWzIab4nro/Tz3AyTQbajI/AAAAAAAACG0/am8Z4xO2bmM/s72-c/1975-Topps-Gary-Carter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-1156871370849143412</id><published>2012-02-11T14:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T14:29:47.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oA3aR-e7L4c/TzbPr9MhEAI/AAAAAAAACGc/-pL4oK-fpQc/s1600/429039_228678280557925_161520613940359_483889_408376507_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oA3aR-e7L4c/TzbPr9MhEAI/AAAAAAAACGc/-pL4oK-fpQc/s320/429039_228678280557925_161520613940359_483889_408376507_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707977931807068162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-1156871370849143412?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/1156871370849143412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1156871370849143412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1156871370849143412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oA3aR-e7L4c/TzbPr9MhEAI/AAAAAAAACGc/-pL4oK-fpQc/s72-c/429039_228678280557925_161520613940359_483889_408376507_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8202773092746202550</id><published>2012-02-10T20:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T14:28:43.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions without answers...</title><content type='html'>With all of the national attention this story is getting, I don't need to write here any of the horrific details.  Surely, someone cowardly enough to take their own life, and the lives of their 2 children, will get their reward.  And we may never know the whereabouts of Susan Powell...&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GCSM8oqK4jM/TzbNxxmacAI/AAAAAAAACGQ/R6LsfKQvYBU/s1600/429533_10150576243318676_36259238675_8834964_1737041034_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GCSM8oqK4jM/TzbNxxmacAI/AAAAAAAACGQ/R6LsfKQvYBU/s320/429533_10150576243318676_36259238675_8834964_1737041034_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707975832750419970" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost a week has passed since I read the news reports coming out of Washington, and despite all of the hatred and blame game, I believe there was still the tiniest spark of human compassion alive in Josh Powell.  People say it was all about him.  If that's true, why donate toys and clothing to charity?  If he was nothing but a cold-blooded killer, why spare the life of the social worker?  Or is he just playing mind games with me from beyond the grave???&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/8949987742523627973-8202773092746202550?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8202773092746202550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/02/questions-without-answers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8202773092746202550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8202773092746202550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/02/questions-without-answers.html' title='Questions without answers...'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GCSM8oqK4jM/TzbNxxmacAI/AAAAAAAACGQ/R6LsfKQvYBU/s72-c/429533_10150576243318676_36259238675_8834964_1737041034_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-7243295155951903689</id><published>2012-01-24T19:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T19:44:12.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Apology</title><content type='html'>&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;I am thankful for the opportunity my blog gives me to vent &amp;amp; relieve some of my frustrations.  That being said, ever since the South Carolina primary on Saturday, all of the trash talk against Mitt Romney has me at wit's end.  He doesn't have "hidden" money, he paid all of the required Federal income taxes, and he IS a Christian.  I'm encouraged to know that I am not alone in my feelings... as evidenced by 10 people liking the comment I made on my friend Reno Mahe's status update:&lt;br /&gt;Reno wrote - "Please help me understand. Mitt made $42.5 million in 2 years. $6.2 million went to taxes and $7 million went to charity. So he gave back over 30% of it. Why is he in the wrong again? I should hate him for being educated and making money? He has a great accountant, therefore he is scum? What am I missing? Screw him for giving more MONEY to charity than to the government? Wow, really?"&lt;br /&gt;My response - "Bottom line as I see it - if Mitt was Catholic, Baptist, etc., no one would care, and we wouldn't be having this discussion. Hatred of a successful Mormon, plain &amp;amp; simple! "&lt;br /&gt;Another comment there is worth sharing as well - "People in this country are nuts! It seems as though they have forgotten if they would get off their asses and quit complaining about "fairness", stupid Occupy Wall St., and do something, they might be able to do the same thing as Mitt has done! The entire reason that makes America great is that everyone has an opportunity to go and do the same as Mitt has done! That is the greatest opportunity ever, yet we have people ridiculing the very thing that people flocked to this country to create -  the American dream! More power to Mitt! And, why would you pay the government a penny more than you should! I know I certainly wouldn't!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q2Wt6PcF_II/Tx9eAmy53uI/AAAAAAAACFk/uQGXo9a_FjM/s1600/No_Apology.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q2Wt6PcF_II/Tx9eAmy53uI/AAAAAAAACFk/uQGXo9a_FjM/s320/No_Apology.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701379017781403362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 277px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;My friend AnneMarie wrote probably the best response to the bigotry behind Newt Gingrich's South Carolina victory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newt hasn't just "made mistakes".  He's REPEATEDLY cheated on people who should have the utmost of trust in him (his spouse), and not only that he left them when they were going through serious illnesses (first wife cancer, second multiple sclerosis).  Not only that, he was THROWN OUT OF HIS LAST JOB for ethical violations.  Mitt Romney has done NONE of this.  He graduated with honors at Harvard Business School and their law school simultaneously, he served a 2 1/2 yr mission for his church in France a place that wasn't exactly friendly to anyone religious, much less Mormons...while he was there he almost died in a car accident after being hit by a drunk driver.  One of his passengers DID die, and then he was put in the roll of having to manage the ENTIRE mission because the person that died was his Mission President's wife...Then after returning to the US the only thing he's done is be successful, raise a moral family, treated his wife with respect, STUCK by her SIDE when SHE WAS DIAGNOSED with Multiple Sclerosis herself.  He turned the Salt Lake City Olympics around so it wouldn't have been an embarrassment to the nation not six months after the worst attacks on American soil, created 100,000 jobs, also in the midst of running his businesses he was a bishop of a ward (i.e. minister) for five years (WHILE WORKING AS A BUSINESSMAN).  Doing this job he helped immigrants in Boston settle in and get jobs and sustain themselves, counseled families and individuals in need, then he went on to be a Stake President (the equivalent of an archbishop), once again WHILE HE WAS RUNNING A COMPANY.  There he was in charge of up to 10 different wards.  He gave of himself service wise OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN.  Then, he almost BEAT TED KENNEDY in a Democratic state, and then went on to become Massachusetts Governor amongst a sea of Democrats.  Tried his hardest to make the state more conservative.    Ya know the reason he most likely doesn't want to release his tax records RIGHT now, instead of getting it done in one fell swoop in April.  Because you're going to see that he gives a LOT of money to his church.  I obviously have never seen these records, but I can speculate that he's given upwards of 10 million in tithing, another maybe 10 million to LDS Philanthropies (an organization that was FIRST to get to Louisiana after Katrina), and maybe another 10 million to the Perpetual Education fund (that helps young people that can't afford college do so.)  On top of that he's given fast offerings that goes to help feed the poor and needy.  Who knows how much.  But, we're advised to give generously to this.  But, many people hate how close he is to his church and that he's done so much for it.  I believe that this whole "vulture capitalist" crap and going after him for being successful is the only way that they can go after him.  Because although it's perfectly ok to be bigoted in private, thankfully it doesn't happen in public.  Which is a far cry from the days that the state of Missouri gave an extermination order to kill us (Mormons) off, and forced us to come west to Utah.  THE END!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8949987742523627973-7243295155951903689?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/7243295155951903689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-apology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7243295155951903689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7243295155951903689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-apology.html' title='No Apology'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q2Wt6PcF_II/Tx9eAmy53uI/AAAAAAAACFk/uQGXo9a_FjM/s72-c/No_Apology.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8405633643548326043</id><published>2012-01-18T11:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:02:03.777-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The Atonement of Jesus Christ outweighs, surpasses, and transcends every other mortal event, every new discovery, and every acquisition of knowledge, for without the Atonement, all else in life is meaningless."   -  Tad R. Callister&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-8405633643548326043?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8405633643548326043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/01/atonement-of-jesus-christ-outweighs_59.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8405633643548326043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8405633643548326043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/01/atonement-of-jesus-christ-outweighs_59.html' title=''/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-1216977359019002387</id><published>2012-01-17T01:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T02:03:17.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Stand With Mitt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;The President has run out of ideas.  Now, he is running out of excuses.  And 2012 will be the year he runs out of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CreeS18l084/TxUmzLc53oI/AAAAAAAACDU/wGQ_uriG0IU/s320/mitt-romney-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698503564196437634" /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="comment_body"&gt;A recession: when your neighbor loses his job.&lt;br /&gt;A depression&lt;wbr&gt;­: when YOU  lose yours.&lt;br /&gt;A recovery: when Obama loses his. &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/8949987742523627973-1216977359019002387?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/1216977359019002387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-stand-with-mitt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1216977359019002387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1216977359019002387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-stand-with-mitt.html' title='I Stand With Mitt'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CreeS18l084/TxUmzLc53oI/AAAAAAAACDU/wGQ_uriG0IU/s72-c/mitt-romney-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-4233520897436619652</id><published>2012-01-14T15:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T20:30:05.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tebow It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-si77U-F7WPs/TxI4UVpu1NI/AAAAAAAACC8/KhkFgpas8wg/s1600/Tim-Tebow-Praying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-si77U-F7WPs/TxI4UVpu1NI/AAAAAAAACC8/KhkFgpas8wg/s320/Tim-Tebow-Praying.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697678400637818066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of what Tim Tebow &amp;amp; the Denver Broncos do against the New England Patriots today, you have to admire this man's enthusiasm and faith!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-4233520897436619652?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/4233520897436619652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/01/tebow-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4233520897436619652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4233520897436619652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/01/tebow-it.html' title='Tebow It'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-si77U-F7WPs/TxI4UVpu1NI/AAAAAAAACC8/KhkFgpas8wg/s72-c/Tim-Tebow-Praying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-2698167857330495067</id><published>2012-01-13T07:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T07:56:18.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZaOBqYdcws/TxA39kCYmPI/AAAAAAAACBo/org6d2E7ycQ/s1600/407507_283269331719337_186320071414264_756255_1537271862_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZaOBqYdcws/TxA39kCYmPI/AAAAAAAACBo/org6d2E7ycQ/s320/407507_283269331719337_186320071414264_756255_1537271862_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697115059408902386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-2698167857330495067?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/2698167857330495067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/2698167857330495067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/2698167857330495067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZaOBqYdcws/TxA39kCYmPI/AAAAAAAACBo/org6d2E7ycQ/s72-c/407507_283269331719337_186320071414264_756255_1537271862_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-1777970283440031797</id><published>2012-01-06T05:38:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T06:03:18.569-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Communities in Mourning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;2 senseless gun-related deaths occurred within 24 hours on Wednesday &amp;amp; Thursday, shocking the community in which I now live, and one I lived close to for over 9 years.  The death of a 15 year-old leaves many unanswered questions, mainly, how did he get such a realistic weapon into the school?  Many are outraged at the "excessive force" used by the Brownsville Police.  My first reaction was, what if that gun was real, and the officers had been shot at? Would we be looking at this differently?  Then early Thursday morning, the news broke that one of the 6 officers shot in Ogden Wednesday evening had passed away.  The State of Utah is outraged as well, that someone sworn to protect and serve them lost his life in the line of duty.  Which brings me back to my first reaction...  The Brownsville Police were simply doing their job, protecting the lives of over 700 students who didn't bring a gun to school on Wednesday morning.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brownsville police kill teen at middle school.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Officers shot and killed an eighth-grade student in a middle school hallway after he refused to drop the air gun he'd smuggled into school, police here said Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jaime Gonzalez, 15, was pronounced dead at a local hospital at 9:15 a.m., about an hour and 15 minutes after police responded to a 911 call reporting an individual with a gun at Cummings Middle School in downtown Brownsville.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hw2oESW31z8/TwbeR4gCsSI/AAAAAAAAB30/-tdcVZhRZI0/s320/628x471.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694483177662492962" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;“The suspect was ordered numerous times to drop this pistol and he disobeyed officers' commands,” interim Police Chief Orlando Rodriguez said at a news conference. “He pointed the weapon at the officers, at which point the officers that were actively engaged by the suspect fired at least twice.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No other students or faculty were injured, he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The gun Gonzalez was carrying, a CO2.177-caliber pellet pistol, looked like a dangerous firearm, said Detective Jose Treviño a police spokesman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; “It has the exact appearance of Glock,” Treviño said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ogden Police Officer Killed, 6 Others Wounded In Drug Raid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;An Ogden police officer has been killed and five other law enforcement officers wounded after gunfire erupted in an eastside neighborhood during an early evening drug raid Wednesday. The suspect in the case was also wounded. Conditions of the officers and suspect range from serious to critical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The fallen officer has been identified as Jared Francom, a seven year veteran of the force, who was working as a member of the Weber-Morgan Narcotics Strike Force at the time of the shootout. He leaves behind a wife and two children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtLTFjosxyk/Twbeai7H89I/AAAAAAAAB4A/KuxYrBfqHCs/s320/381222_334228646596612_135977029755109_1299322_35019678_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694483326489326546" style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 297px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Francom was shot while he and at least eleven other officers were executing a search warrant at a home at 3268 Jackson Avenue around 8:40 pm. Witnesses say there were prolonged exchanges of gunfire, including automatic weapons' fire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-1777970283440031797?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/1777970283440031797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/01/communities-in-mourning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1777970283440031797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1777970283440031797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2012/01/communities-in-mourning.html' title='Communities in Mourning'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hw2oESW31z8/TwbeR4gCsSI/AAAAAAAAB30/-tdcVZhRZI0/s72-c/628x471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-679762725458033920</id><published>2011-12-31T07:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T07:08:26.838-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Portrait</title><content type='html'>Right after Christmas, my brother Jon came to visit.  It had been over 10 years since I've seen him, and over 20 years since the 4 of us were together!&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f-ZB4Zi_OKk/TxArt8q9r3I/AAAAAAAACBU/_D9UNmzM8vo/s320/Lins%2B%25287%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697101597004115826" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-679762725458033920?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/679762725458033920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/12/family-portrait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/679762725458033920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/679762725458033920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/12/family-portrait.html' title='Family Portrait'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f-ZB4Zi_OKk/TxArt8q9r3I/AAAAAAAACBU/_D9UNmzM8vo/s72-c/Lins%2B%25287%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-3409513554343525474</id><published>2011-12-26T02:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T06:15:19.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace On Earth (my attempt at poetry)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;As I sat by myself late on Christmas Eve, I wrote the following poem as a present for my best &amp;amp; dearest friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small; "&gt;'Twas the night before Christmas, just a little depressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To be so far from my children causes nights of unrest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a pretty new granddaughter, whom I've never seen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From Texas to Idaho, too many miles between&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought about Lorrie, and her beautiful smiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But even we are separated by too many miles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been hard for her since 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marks one year that her Mom's been in Heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want her to be happy, don't want her to cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I deserve such a friend, I may never know why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yet sitting by myself this Christmas Eve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gave much time for pondering on what I believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year I played Santa, and stood in his shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of his role in Christmas, I have a different view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kids have no need to fear him, he loves them all dearly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The spirit of giving, I understand more clearly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It helped me to sing some of the hymns that I love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And give thanks for all my blessings from above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I sang about tidings of comfort and joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And dark clouds which threaten my peace to destroy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My thoughts turned to Him, who was born in a manger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the gift of His spirit, let it not be a stranger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sang about angels, shepherds, and wise men&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of the Good News they found, you'll hear nothing on CNN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last line of two of my favorite songs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is where the focus of all the world truly belongs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Each year they mean more, as I sing them again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peace on earth, good will to men&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-3409513554343525474?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/3409513554343525474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/12/peace-on-earth-my-attempt-at-poetry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3409513554343525474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3409513554343525474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/12/peace-on-earth-my-attempt-at-poetry.html' title='Peace On Earth (my attempt at poetry)'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-655783212518444708</id><published>2011-12-10T06:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T06:07:46.117-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He Knows If You've Been Bad Or Good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1JPk7rDCRaQ/Twwp-l1FNvI/AAAAAAAAB4M/Dp2FFW_wSKc/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1JPk7rDCRaQ/Twwp-l1FNvI/AAAAAAAAB4M/Dp2FFW_wSKc/s320/018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695973784000214770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, he knows!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-655783212518444708?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/655783212518444708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/12/he-knows-if-youve-been-bad-or-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/655783212518444708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/655783212518444708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/12/he-knows-if-youve-been-bad-or-good.html' title='He Knows If You&apos;ve Been Bad Or Good...'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1JPk7rDCRaQ/Twwp-l1FNvI/AAAAAAAAB4M/Dp2FFW_wSKc/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-7906996097006061311</id><published>2011-12-04T22:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T06:19:29.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reason For The Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;Well, it's that time again.  No, I'm not talking about hustle &amp;amp; bustle &amp;amp; finding the right gifts, decorating the tree, or all the weight I'll gain before the end of the year...  though the spirit of all these activities is what I'll be writing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day it seems, another post starts circulating on Facebook, about people taking offense to "Happy Holidays" instead of "Merry Christmas."  Some have even been so bold as to say, if you don't like it, go back to the country you came from.  That's when I take pen in hand, or more appropriately, my fingers fly across the keyboard.  While I am a Christian, and am not ashamed of saying so, I am ashamed that so many who call themselves Christians could post such atrocities!  Even though I myself posted the following: "Sometimes, it is admirable to try and correct the ignorance of the uneducated. But sometimes it is even more admirable to just walk away..." (on the 'are Mormons Christians' debate), this is one argument I will not walk away from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9sO7ioE1Co/TwLGVpGbTeI/AAAAAAAAB3o/Yt4zFW_W6KY/s320/313181_10150381538437124_100082802123_8205357_1393123499_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693330954062089698" style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America was built on the principles of freedom of religion - and unless you are a Native American, we are all immigrants.  Suggesting that someone leave the country because they don't believe the same as you, is NOT a Christian way of thinking.  And then to imply I'm not a Christian if I don't repost?  I agree with not being "politically correct" and saying Happy Holidays, but I also won't be offended if someone says it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, none of my friends - Christian, Buddhist, Jewish, Athiest, Lesbian, Gay, Black, Hispanic, or any other should be offended if I wish them a Merry Christmas.  I believe in Christ, and without Christ there would be no Christmas, but my saying Merry Christmas isn't forcing my beliefs on them - it is simply my wishing them the same joy &amp;amp; happiness I feel at this time of year!  &lt;/span&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/8949987742523627973-7906996097006061311?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/7906996097006061311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/12/reason-for-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7906996097006061311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7906996097006061311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/12/reason-for-season.html' title='The Reason For The Season'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9sO7ioE1Co/TwLGVpGbTeI/AAAAAAAAB3o/Yt4zFW_W6KY/s72-c/313181_10150381538437124_100082802123_8205357_1393123499_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-140100161797815400</id><published>2011-11-24T23:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T21:44:07.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankfulness &amp; Gratitude</title><content type='html'>Earlier this year, I felt as if my life was an old "Hee Haw" song - &lt;div&gt;"Gloom, despair, and agony on me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;deep, dark depression, excessive misery.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gloom, despair, and agony on me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was asked to speak on gratitude in church last Sunday, and in that talk I mentioned the post from earlier this month, which has made such a difference in my life:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;As some of you may know, earlier this year I was falling victim to a debilitating illness known as depression.  I was depressed over many things for a long time, and it was getting the best of me.&lt;/span&gt; Medication helped with some of the symptoms, such as insomnia and over eating, but even my doctor had told me, the pills will not be a cure.  Losing my job only made things worse, as I focused so much on what I didn't have or couldn't do.  Things did begin to change, however, first, as I provided comfort to a dear friend who had recently lost her mother.  I also was able to be more active in assisting my parents, and by doing so, had less time to worry about my own problems.  But the real road to recovery for me began when I was asked this question :  "What if tomorrow morning, you woke up with only those things you thanked Heavenly Father for last night?"  Each morning as I think back on that moment, I am amazed at just how blessed I really am!  As we sing, &lt;i&gt;"When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed, When you are discouraged thinking all is lost, Count your many blessings, name them one by one, and it will surprise you what the Lord has done." &lt;/i&gt; Recognizing those blessings, and expressing gratitude for them, has led me to an incredible feeling of peace, comfort, and joy!&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DtHUH3k5DOo/TtBgaKliQDI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/Mw7nD-2KHoc/s320/388652_10150415001264082_592584081_8213991_1132909804_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679145132748849202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-140100161797815400?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/140100161797815400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankfulness-gratitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/140100161797815400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/140100161797815400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankfulness-gratitude.html' title='Thankfulness &amp; Gratitude'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DtHUH3k5DOo/TtBgaKliQDI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/Mw7nD-2KHoc/s72-c/388652_10150415001264082_592584081_8213991_1132909804_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-6787801136205515839</id><published>2011-11-17T03:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T03:15:39.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Magnifying My Calling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;“God does not begin by asking us about our ability, but only about our availability, and if we then prove our dependability, he will increase our capability.”  -  Neal A. Maxwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5eAqPP9Vd-c/TsTQfyJYwMI/AAAAAAAAB24/kuJUhMhgEAo/s320/2465.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675890674849333442" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B94WeAYIzhs/TsTQf9c5ytI/AAAAAAAAB3A/LWbAEtLdyIA/s320/intro.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675890677883980498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;This is how someone like myself, with no musical ability or training, can stand in front of the congregation each Sunday and lead the hymns.  I am so thankful for my calling, and for the assistance from above that I receive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-6787801136205515839?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/6787801136205515839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/magnifying-my-calling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6787801136205515839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6787801136205515839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/magnifying-my-calling.html' title='Magnifying My Calling'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5eAqPP9Vd-c/TsTQfyJYwMI/AAAAAAAAB24/kuJUhMhgEAo/s72-c/2465.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-922331125440934825</id><published>2011-11-10T01:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T01:47:05.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PadreRitaVille</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2-V_pWNgZhQ/TruASCeN4eI/AAAAAAAAB2U/0Gtxpp4c1RQ/s1600/shrimp-cook-off-flyer-791x1024.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2-V_pWNgZhQ/TruASCeN4eI/AAAAAAAAB2U/0Gtxpp4c1RQ/s320/shrimp-cook-off-flyer-791x1024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673269202992882146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;The 18th Annual World's Championship Shrimp Cook-Off was held on Sunday, November 6th, in Port Isabel, Texas.  I attended this event last year, and was very impressed with the entry by &lt;a href="http://www.http//padreritaville.net/"&gt;PadreRitaVille&lt;/a&gt;, a new restaurant on South Padre Island.  They were offering "Shrimp Diablo" - shrimp stuffed with cream cheese and jalapeno, and wrapped in bacon.  They took home first place in presentation, and second place in taste, and I couldn't wait to visit their restaurant for more!  I've been there 4 times in the last year, and have yet to be disappointed.  This year's Shrimp Fest was no exception, where owners J. Michael &amp;amp; Cathy Laferty were serving up a crab-stuffed, bacon wrapped shrimp, drizzled with pineapple butter.  A very unique &amp;amp; tasty creation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFh4ouaiRMA/TruAcCN1VsI/AAAAAAAAB2g/Fv-fq9Od6gA/s320/012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673269374722856642" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you enjoy shrimp, then you must give &lt;a href="http://www.http//padreritaville.net/"&gt;PadreRitaVille&lt;/a&gt; a try!  Shrimp Diablo is now featured on the all-you-can-eat Prime Rib buffet, available for $23.95 on Friday &amp;amp; Saturday nights.  You also won't want to miss South Padre Island's own Jimmy Buffet  (J. Michael), singing in the evenings from Wed. to Sun.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eQKGLwd7DrQ/TruBMFS49JI/AAAAAAAAB2s/mPSG2pGJef4/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673270200183092370" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;And don't forget to say Hi to his wife Cathy, as she stops by your table to make sure your visit is an enjoyable one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;You may also visit PadreRitaVille on &lt;a href="/http://www.facebook.com/pages/PadreRitaVille/131253366892716"&gt;Facebook!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-922331125440934825?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/922331125440934825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/padreritaville.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/922331125440934825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/922331125440934825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/padreritaville.html' title='PadreRitaVille'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2-V_pWNgZhQ/TruASCeN4eI/AAAAAAAAB2U/0Gtxpp4c1RQ/s72-c/shrimp-cook-off-flyer-791x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-1588583097158644932</id><published>2011-11-10T00:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T03:57:53.995-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa Joe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;46 years as head coach at Penn State and this is how it ends???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SYE0YJuoZpU/TrtzmQVyGxI/AAAAAAAAB2I/ztOM3Yu8Bgo/s320/n9385685_50809938_1519.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673255256661826322" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Paterno being fired yesterday is pretty dramatic. Yes, what happened is sick, twisted, and disgusting.  Those kids that were abused is what people should be concerned about. What happened to them was terrible. Joe Paterno had been associated with Penn State longer than a lot of people have been alive and then head coach for four decades, and certainly deserves better than this.  His job was to win football games, and should not be the scapegoat for the failure to act of the entire university.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-1588583097158644932?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/1588583097158644932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/papa-joe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1588583097158644932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1588583097158644932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/papa-joe.html' title='Papa Joe'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SYE0YJuoZpU/TrtzmQVyGxI/AAAAAAAAB2I/ztOM3Yu8Bgo/s72-c/n9385685_50809938_1519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-7200654654453999963</id><published>2011-11-09T18:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T18:21:42.154-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What'cha Gonna Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Check out the latest from the Oak Ridge Boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="415" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rzjKa3Iu5BA?autoplay=&amp;amp;wmode=Opaque" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            &lt;div style="font-size:0.9em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;a href="http://vodpod.com/watch/15665028-the-oak-ridge-boys-whatcha-gonna-do"&gt;The Oak Ridge Boys - What'cha Gonna Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Watch more &lt;a href="http://vodpod.com/music"&gt;Music Videos&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://vodpod.com"&gt;Vodpod&lt;/a&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/8949987742523627973-7200654654453999963?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/7200654654453999963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/whatcha-gonna-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7200654654453999963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7200654654453999963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/whatcha-gonna-do.html' title='What&apos;cha Gonna Do'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rzjKa3Iu5BA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8797305564727546458</id><published>2011-11-09T12:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T18:15:42.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. Elder Strong &amp; Elder Walker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&amp;amp;sid=18010523&amp;amp;title=2-lds-missionaries-killed-1-injured-in-texas-hit-and-run"&gt;2 LDS Missionaries killed in Hit and Run accident in Donna, Texas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qtgGvEk2DxU/TrrFssB2JGI/AAAAAAAAB1w/ceb_qbCdCoY/s1600/Strong.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qtgGvEk2DxU/TrrFssB2JGI/AAAAAAAAB1w/ceb_qbCdCoY/s320/Strong.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673064052150379618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5vTxl2563u0/TrrF3tKMs0I/AAAAAAAAB18/bu0snTHaHhI/s320/Walker.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673064241432408898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;It is always sad to hear of tragedies like this.  When the accident was first reported, and I saw McAllen Texas Mission, I knew that it hit too close to home. Even before their names were released, I was sure I probably knew them.  My heart aches for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; families of Elder Strong and Elder Walker.  Both fine young men, who gave their lives in service to the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints released a statement that reads in part: "Our thoughts and prayers are with the families of the missionaries involved in this tragic incident. We pray that they will be comforted as they mourn the loss of their loved ones, who served others selflessly as missionaries."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-8797305564727546458?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8797305564727546458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/rip-elder-strong-elder-walker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8797305564727546458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8797305564727546458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/rip-elder-strong-elder-walker.html' title='R.I.P. Elder Strong &amp; Elder Walker'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qtgGvEk2DxU/TrrFssB2JGI/AAAAAAAAB1w/ceb_qbCdCoY/s72-c/Strong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8263471184123490234</id><published>2011-11-06T01:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T01:25:38.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Herman Cain,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;To be honest, I wasn't all that concerned when the news first broke about possible sexual harrassment claims against you.  Nor was I bothered when you denied that such claims existed.  Typical mudslinging that you see in any political campaign.  But when more details came forward, and I heard you say there were no settlements, then later the same day "started to remember details of a settlement", I began to worry about your credibility.&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9qQqqsiSgfo/TrYoOLhmbII/AAAAAAAAB1A/EjJRy_PTrAQ/s320/herman-cain1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671765004796718210" /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;You said whatever settlement there may have been was an "insignificant" amount.  Herman, I'm sorry, but $35,000 is pretty darn significant to me!  And I'm sure I can find many unemployed or underemployed people to agree with me.  Not to mention that you've obviously been lying to us!  Add to that at least 2 more claimants coming forward, and I see a man unfit for public office.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-8263471184123490234?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8263471184123490234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/dear-herman-cain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8263471184123490234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8263471184123490234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/dear-herman-cain.html' title='Dear Herman Cain,'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9qQqqsiSgfo/TrYoOLhmbII/AAAAAAAAB1A/EjJRy_PTrAQ/s72-c/herman-cain1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-3222536419053656042</id><published>2011-11-05T16:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T16:54:04.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory of Andy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;Today, I am saddened by the loss of an idol, and a hero - Andy Rooney.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B1MmXM-uAA4/TrWwOXpeP1I/AAAAAAAAB0w/xgaM-A5l9hs/s320/andy-rooney.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671633066655629138" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;I grew up wanting to go into journalism - not the best seller's list kind, but the reporting the news in my own way and with my own opinions kind.  In fact, some of you may remember my 1 copy "newspaper" that I ran for over 2 years in high school.  That dream stayed alive, until my fascination with computers came along.  Would I ever have been a success at writing?  I guess we'll never know.  Andy once said "I obviously have a knack for getting on paper what a lot of people have thought and didn't realize they thought,"And they say, `Hey, yeah!' And they like that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;When I graduated, Gary Laubach, one of my English and writing teachers, had this to say about my "newspaper" - "How will we fill the void?  Where will we go for the news, the sports, the goings on of punchbuggies, our weekly French lessons, the zany photographs.  Who will devote as much time to informing us about ourselves?  No one, I suppose.  And thus 'parting is such sweet sorrow'.  He has entertained us, brought us to anger, to tears, to laughter; he has captured our inner feelings; our outer facade.  None could take his place." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;I wish to renew that legacy.  So that is the direction I am taking my blog - in memory of Andy Rooney, whenever my creative mind feels up to it, or just feels the need to speak up on an issue, I will do so here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-3222536419053656042?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/3222536419053656042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-memory-of-andy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3222536419053656042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3222536419053656042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-memory-of-andy.html' title='In Memory of Andy'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B1MmXM-uAA4/TrWwOXpeP1I/AAAAAAAAB0w/xgaM-A5l9hs/s72-c/andy-rooney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-7384738296068856876</id><published>2011-11-03T05:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T07:55:27.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are You Thankful For?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;"What if you woke up tomorrow with only the things you thanked God for last night."&lt;br /&gt;What are you thankful for? Can you come up with 5 different things every day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;It is amazing how your outlook changes when you focus on what you have, instead of what you don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-7384738296068856876?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/7384738296068856876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-are-you-thankful-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7384738296068856876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7384738296068856876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-are-you-thankful-for.html' title='What Are You Thankful For?'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-6713234746005603306</id><published>2011-10-29T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T02:55:34.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Blind Mice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;I know that fans of the St. Louis Cardinals will disagree with me, so they can stop reading now if they choose...  And no, I am not a disgruntled, sore loser Rangers fan.  But as a true fan of baseball, I must say, the Rangers didn't lose the World Series.&lt;br /&gt;First, the Cardinals needed a lot of help to even be in the Fall Classic.  Help from the Phillies, who quit playing after clinching home-field advantage.  Help from the Braves, who collapsed in epic fashion.  And help from the schedule makers, who gave the Cards the hapless Astros on the season's last weekend.  So, I may be bitter that my Phillies lost in the first round.  But hats off to St. Louis - they were the better team in that series.  And, I developed a true admiration &amp;amp; respect for Albert Pujols in the series against the Brewers.  They beat Milwaukee, to arrive in the World Series, with home-field advantage.  Not something they earned, mind you, but a gift handed to them by the American League losing the All-Star game.  In any other sport, home field is determined by winning percentage.&lt;br /&gt;That brings us to the greatest gift of all from the baseball Gods - blind &amp;amp; incompetent umpires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YqRZ0ATJl-s/TrZKxmYBp2I/AAAAAAAAB1M/jUkA4vHVhHc/s320/118760112_crop_650x440.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671802996695082850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;The Cardinals needed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;this gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small; "&gt;, and partook of it in grand fashion!  If Tim McCarver, a mediocre announcer at best, can see that someone is out from 200 feet away, you'd think that the umpires on the field (chosen as the best in their profession to call the game) would be able to see that as well.  Not to mention the highly inconsistent calls on balls &amp;amp; strikes.  There can't be a different strike zone for each team!  Calling a ball on the first pitch, instead of a strike, changes the game completely.  A third strike pitch &amp;amp; runner caught stealing for an inning ending double play ends up as ball four, and 2 men on base.  Simply put, the Cardinals were handed this World Series on a silver platter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"&gt;And it's not just the World Series that has me aggravated.  Remember last year, when Armando Gallaraga of the Detroit Tigers had a perfect game through 8 2/3 innings, made the 3rd out at 1st base, only to have the umpire call the runner safe?&lt;br /&gt;Point being, forget about all the talk about destroying the integrity of the game.  It is past time for the National past-it's-time to institute instant replay, and at least have some sort of accountability for home plate umpires. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgxkkFw05zg/TrZLKA6VL1I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/mKScs8xR16A/s320/nocrying.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671803416135151442" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 136px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small; "&gt;Until that happens,  Jimmy Dugan may be heard yelling at Evelyn Gardner, "There's no integrity in baseball!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-6713234746005603306?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/6713234746005603306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/10/six-blind-mice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6713234746005603306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6713234746005603306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/10/six-blind-mice.html' title='Six Blind Mice'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YqRZ0ATJl-s/TrZKxmYBp2I/AAAAAAAAB1M/jUkA4vHVhHc/s72-c/118760112_crop_650x440.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8289272332262556836</id><published>2011-10-09T04:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T04:36:15.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are Mormons Christians?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;Every so often, this question rears it's ugly head; most recently in allegations by Pastor Robert Jeffress that Reublican Presidential candidate Mitt Romney isn't a Christian because of his Mormon beliefs.  In an effort to put this issue to rest, first we must ask ourselves, What is a Christian? A person who has received Christian baptism or is a believer in Jesus Christ and his teachings.  This need not be a theological debate; we need to look no further than the official name of the "Mormon" church - The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_tnFi0kbGgg/TrZhm72p-iI/AAAAAAAAB1k/bzxu306FT1M/s320/Book%2Bof%2BMormon.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671828102249576994" style="cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or simp&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;ly lo&lt;/span&gt;ok at the title of the book from which the nickname "Mormon" comes from -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"The Book Of Mormon - Another Testament of Jesus Christ".  Can it be any more simply stated?  If there be any still in doubt, I ask you to view this video:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0MNt5UVk2sY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&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/8949987742523627973-8289272332262556836?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8289272332262556836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/10/are-mormons-christians.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8289272332262556836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8289272332262556836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/10/are-mormons-christians.html' title='Are Mormons Christians?'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_tnFi0kbGgg/TrZhm72p-iI/AAAAAAAAB1k/bzxu306FT1M/s72-c/Book%2Bof%2BMormon.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8957833183587720062</id><published>2011-08-25T20:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T20:18:38.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Announces Plans To Kill Millions Of Pets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9naV2VfiCQ/Tn6BA-jI6yI/AAAAAAAAB0o/ODbh8wU1ymY/s1600/snapshot5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9naV2VfiCQ/Tn6BA-jI6yI/AAAAAAAAB0o/ODbh8wU1ymY/s320/snapshot5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656100035814288162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just months after being promised that SuperPoke Pets would continue, Google released the following today:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: helvetica, arial, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; line-height: 17px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12.5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12.5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-style: italic; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;We wanted to give you all advance notice that in the coming months, a number of Slide’s products and applications will be retired. This includes Slide’s products such as Slideshow and SuperPoke! Pets, as well as more recent products such as Photovine, Video Inbox and Pool Party. We created products with the goal of providing a fun way for people to connect, communicate and share. While we are incredibly grateful to our users and for all of the wonderful feedback over the years, many of these products are no longer as active or haven’t caught on as we originally hoped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12.5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12.5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-style: italic; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Most importantly, we wanted to take this opportunity to reassure you that we’re committed to helping our users preserve their data as easily as possible. We recognize that many of you have stored valuable content with us and want to assure you that, wherever possible, you will have ample time to download that information or transfer it to another service.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12.5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12.5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-style: italic; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;For example, on Slide.com, we will enable users to either download their photos or export them to a Picasa account. We are working to release this export feature over the coming weeks and, once added, users will have several months to take advantage of transferring their photos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-8957833183587720062?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8957833183587720062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/08/google-announces-plans-to-kill-millions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8957833183587720062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8957833183587720062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/08/google-announces-plans-to-kill-millions.html' title='Google Announces Plans To Kill Millions Of Pets!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9naV2VfiCQ/Tn6BA-jI6yI/AAAAAAAAB0o/ODbh8wU1ymY/s72-c/snapshot5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-931058467968075599</id><published>2011-07-29T20:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T02:46:15.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;When I woke up this morning, I asked myself, "What is life about?" I found the answer in my room...the fan said, "Be cool." The roof said, "Aim high." The window said, "See the world!" The clock said, "Every minute is precious." The mirror said, "Reflect before you act." The calendar said, "Be up to date." The door said, "Push hard for your goals." The floor said, "Kneel down and pray"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-931058467968075599?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/931058467968075599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/07/answer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/931058467968075599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/931058467968075599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/07/answer.html' title='The Answer'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-9096722143836941596</id><published>2011-07-22T18:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T03:00:15.938-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Justice For Caylee?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lgcdg54pj4g/TjNek87q5yI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/gEsoXMFYH9I/s1600/vlcsnap-1186861.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lgcdg54pj4g/TjNek87q5yI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/gEsoXMFYH9I/s320/vlcsnap-1186861.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634951547695327010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start this post, and get everyone riled up, let me state that I am not saying Casey Anthony is innocent.  However, all of the posts I am seeing on Facebook about Justice for Caylee, are proving to me the ignorance of many.  Ms. Anthony received a NOT GUILTY verdict on July 5th. I'm sorry that so many people are upset, but I have my feelings on this subject too, and here are a few of the thoughts I shared:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;So sad, that one day after celebrating America's birthday, and the freedoms we have, including our constitutional right to be INNOCENT until proven guilty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small; "&gt; that you wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small; "&gt;uld say that America failed today.  The defense didn't need to prove Casey innocent.  That wasn't their job.  If it had been you in that courtroom, unjustly accused - who would you prefer your fate left up to - Nancy Grace &amp;amp; the court of public opinion, or a jury of your peers???  Yes, Casey is a liar, slut, and terrible Mom.  But no evidence at all of her being a murderer.  If indeed she did kill her daughter, one day she will meet her maker, and pay the penalty.  Still, remember, "judge not, lest you be judged..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOqByOw5EPs/TjNelKNKTUI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/WH3U54eLbjE/s320/a143d__alg_casey-anthony-smiles.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634951551258348866" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;The jury did the best they could with the evidence that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;was presented to them!!!!! Goo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small; "&gt;d Job Jury!!!! The scales of justice were tipped today in her favor!!!! It is our system !!! and to all of you screaming and crying no justice, just remember this, people who live in glass houses should not throw stones.... have not heard anything like this when someone gets convicted then proven NOT GUILTY 15 to 20 years later because the state needed a perp and they were available,­,,jeeesh ...go back to your lives and get over it!!!! So sorry for that little child...bu­t people...s­cream louder for the children being killed everyday under the guise of God and needless war!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TZXxA1FxDHE/TjNelRLoJwI/AAAAAAAAB0g/4taLGS-dx4g/s320/r-CASEY-ANTHONY-large570.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634951553130964738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;Justice was served in America. You cannot convict a person without evidence and there was no evidence. Chloroform?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;&lt;span pt="" family="SANSSERIF" lang="0"&gt;Really, did they ever prove who supposedly searched for it? Plus where is the other supposed evidence that ties in the search with actual use of chloroform on the kid. It is just like the people running around stating that the body was found with duct tape over the nose and mouth, when in fact that was a theory posed by the prosecutio­n based upon finding three pieces near the body, and they even stated that. The court of public opinion at its finest, where all rumors become fact, and any real facts, if they don't support your feelings, are discounted­.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small; "&gt;Evidence is not what Nancy Dis-Grace provided viewers with her character assassinat­ion of Casey Anthony. Nancy thought she could use her MUSCLE MEDIA to THROW a TRIAL! IT DIDN'T WORK! It only works that way in PLACES like RUSSIA and CHINA where they do not believe in a DEMOCRACY!­!! Americans won with this verdict and yet many are upset that the CASEY wasn't STONED TO DEATH like what would happened to her in SAUDI ARABIA! If NANCY doesn't like our SYSTEM OF JUSTICE, let her move to one of those other countries mentioned earlier! Nancy continues to ASASSINATE CASEY'S CHARACTER with no EVIDENCE!!­! I can only IMAGINE the JUSTICE NANCY DIS-GRACE exhibits in her COURTROOM. I think every judgement she has made needs to be reviewed for bias against AMERICAN JUSTICE!!! We DON'T NEED her kind of JUSTICE here!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small; "&gt; I am grateful to the founding fathers for putting the trial by jury system in our Constituti­on, and not leaving it to the supposed fair minded people to determine how to do it. The feigned outrage shown on these boards, proves that Mob mentality can still rule the day in this Country, if allowed the chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-9096722143836941596?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/9096722143836941596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/07/justice-for-caylee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/9096722143836941596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/9096722143836941596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/07/justice-for-caylee.html' title='Justice For Caylee?'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lgcdg54pj4g/TjNek87q5yI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/gEsoXMFYH9I/s72-c/vlcsnap-1186861.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-3394099308780443667</id><published>2011-03-15T12:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T12:50:15.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emerald Raelynn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have a granddaughter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ptC8RsQwFxg/TX-mWGzgYYI/AAAAAAAABz8/W9VuAmdCQ2o/s1600/Emerald6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584364961676681602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ptC8RsQwFxg/TX-mWGzgYYI/AAAAAAAABz8/W9VuAmdCQ2o/s320/Emerald6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emerald Raelynn Wilson was born March 3, 2011 at 12:57AM, weighing 8 pounds, 6 1/2 ounces, and was 20 3/4 inches long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_D2Fpp7MpcU/TX-mWGMz1jI/AAAAAAAAB0E/M6evgS1vXY4/s1600/Emerald9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 262px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584364961514378802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_D2Fpp7MpcU/TX-mWGMz1jI/AAAAAAAAB0E/M6evgS1vXY4/s320/Emerald9.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/8949987742523627973-3394099308780443667?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/3394099308780443667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/03/emerald-raelynn.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3394099308780443667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3394099308780443667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2011/03/emerald-raelynn.html' title='Emerald Raelynn'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ptC8RsQwFxg/TX-mWGzgYYI/AAAAAAAABz8/W9VuAmdCQ2o/s72-c/Emerald6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-3427623055477398359</id><published>2010-12-23T23:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T23:16:38.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe Haven</title><content type='html'>After reading the first 3 "Twilight Saga" books in less than 2 weeks, I decided I needed a break from vampires &amp;amp; werewolves for awhile, and picked up the latest from Nicholas Sparks.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TRQslt78kgI/AAAAAAAABzM/sq9KE3U-y-k/s1600/safe_haven%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TRQslt78kgI/AAAAAAAABzM/sq9KE3U-y-k/s320/safe_haven%25281%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554113266952475138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always anxiously await his new books, and "Save Haven" did not disappoint!  All I can say to those who haven't read it yet is - you must, and you'll be glad you did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-3427623055477398359?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/3427623055477398359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/12/safe-haven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3427623055477398359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3427623055477398359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/12/safe-haven.html' title='Safe Haven'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TRQslt78kgI/AAAAAAAABzM/sq9KE3U-y-k/s72-c/safe_haven%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-7740720176805927290</id><published>2010-12-19T18:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T18:38:30.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Edward</title><content type='html'>I may have been the last person alive who hadn't read any of the "Twilight" books, or seen any of the movies.  Actually, I still haven't seen any of the movies, but I finally decided to take a break from my usual murder mystery reading to see what all the fuss was about...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6lIS5j9LI/AAAAAAAABxM/6M_IVmiwlS0/s1600/twilight1280x1024-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6lIS5j9LI/AAAAAAAABxM/6M_IVmiwlS0/s320/twilight1280x1024-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552556952525206706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea if I would make it through the first book, but as I write tonight I am close to finishing "Eclipse", the 3rd book in the series.  Will the movies be worth the wait as well?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-7740720176805927290?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/7740720176805927290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/12/team-edward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7740720176805927290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7740720176805927290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/12/team-edward.html' title='Team Edward'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6lIS5j9LI/AAAAAAAABxM/6M_IVmiwlS0/s72-c/twilight1280x1024-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-6698233522027480467</id><published>2010-12-19T14:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T15:10:25.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Sed You Shud Eat Mor Chikin</title><content type='html'>Really, he did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ5wZL3hWKI/AAAAAAAABwk/m9wKSuPqlyc/s1600/HPIM3542a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ5wZL3hWKI/AAAAAAAABwk/m9wKSuPqlyc/s320/HPIM3542a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552498968579102882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ5wZexLQHI/AAAAAAAABws/FPwvtRNv-BQ/s1600/HPIM3545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ5wZexLQHI/AAAAAAAABws/FPwvtRNv-BQ/s320/HPIM3545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552498973652762738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met with Santa Cow on Saturday, and the 3 things he wants for Christmas are "World Peece", "Greener Pastures" , and for all of us to "Eat Mor Chikin" in 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-6698233522027480467?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/6698233522027480467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/12/santa-sed-you-shud-eat-mor-chikin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6698233522027480467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6698233522027480467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/12/santa-sed-you-shud-eat-mor-chikin.html' title='Santa Sed You Shud Eat Mor Chikin'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ5wZL3hWKI/AAAAAAAABwk/m9wKSuPqlyc/s72-c/HPIM3542a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-5573100686141440870</id><published>2010-11-28T18:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T18:54:05.765-06:00</updated><title type='text'>San Antonio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6orezGdlI/AAAAAAAABxc/GLZJysJiV14/s1600/HPIM3552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6orezGdlI/AAAAAAAABxc/GLZJysJiV14/s320/HPIM3552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552560855549638226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6ormeUnJI/AAAAAAAABxk/kfY0PC6iGMA/s1600/HPIM3558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6ormeUnJI/AAAAAAAABxk/kfY0PC6iGMA/s320/HPIM3558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552560857609968786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6or02ZTkI/AAAAAAAABxs/n01SS_Rz1Ig/s1600/HPIM3565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6or02ZTkI/AAAAAAAABxs/n01SS_Rz1Ig/s320/HPIM3565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552560861469036098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6osLs1Z2I/AAAAAAAABx0/HxMFKbdZaL4/s1600/HPIM3576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6osLs1Z2I/AAAAAAAABx0/HxMFKbdZaL4/s320/HPIM3576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552560867602949986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-5573100686141440870?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/5573100686141440870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/11/san-antonio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5573100686141440870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5573100686141440870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/11/san-antonio.html' title='San Antonio'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6orezGdlI/AAAAAAAABxc/GLZJysJiV14/s72-c/HPIM3552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8623903196414696030</id><published>2010-11-27T13:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T15:47:07.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thanksgiving realization...</title><content type='html'>I woke up Thanksgiving morning wishing I didn't have to go to work.  However, I quickly realized that was the wrong attitude to have - especially on a day when I should have been thankful to &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ578HpgnII/AAAAAAAABw8/me4axbFtj9Y/s1600/Thanksgiving%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ578HpgnII/AAAAAAAABw8/me4axbFtj9Y/s320/Thanksgiving%2B008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552511663369919618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a job!  So unlike many who took the day off, I went to work - just a little late, because it just wouldn't have seemed like Thanksgiving without a traditional turkey dinner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-8623903196414696030?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8623903196414696030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-thanksgiving-realization.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8623903196414696030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8623903196414696030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-thanksgiving-realization.html' title='My Thanksgiving realization...'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ578HpgnII/AAAAAAAABw8/me4axbFtj9Y/s72-c/Thanksgiving%2B008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-5544581624784441568</id><published>2010-11-21T23:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T23:30:38.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired words from Johnny Cash</title><content type='html'>"Money can't buy back your youth when you're old, a friend when you're lonely, or a love that's grown cold."  Not even sure who wrote "A Satisfied Mind", but it is chillingly sung by Johnny Cash on his CD "American VI - Ain't No Grave"  - currently playing in my car, over and over and over again!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ7p2MhiI-I/AAAAAAAABzE/ER4u9Ma0noY/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ7p2MhiI-I/AAAAAAAABzE/ER4u9Ma0noY/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552632507878482914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-5544581624784441568?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/5544581624784441568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/11/inspired-words-from-johnny-cash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5544581624784441568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5544581624784441568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/11/inspired-words-from-johnny-cash.html' title='Inspired words from Johnny Cash'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ7p2MhiI-I/AAAAAAAABzE/ER4u9Ma0noY/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8989268783888061016</id><published>2010-10-27T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T23:06:53.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going to be a granddaddy - again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ7j5NTjTxI/AAAAAAAABy8/q0oa6jZFuho/s1600/38250_139889679368453_100000422664135_275526_7950263_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ7j5NTjTxI/AAAAAAAABy8/q0oa6jZFuho/s320/38250_139889679368453_100000422664135_275526_7950263_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552625962558115602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually knew this much back in July - but just found out that Josh &amp;amp; Vickie will be blessing me with a granddaughter!  Vickie's due date is March 4th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ7j42buXjI/AAAAAAAABy0/0nRbJg9mQeQ/s1600/Josh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ7j42buXjI/AAAAAAAABy0/0nRbJg9mQeQ/s320/Josh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552625956418379314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-8989268783888061016?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8989268783888061016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-going-to-be-granddaddy-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8989268783888061016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8989268783888061016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-going-to-be-granddaddy-again.html' title='I&apos;m going to be a granddaddy - again!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ7j5NTjTxI/AAAAAAAABy8/q0oa6jZFuho/s72-c/38250_139889679368453_100000422664135_275526_7950263_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-6063923957645626782</id><published>2010-09-11T18:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T19:08:49.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lions and Tigers and Bears....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6qf_i61-I/AAAAAAAAByc/HT2KYVV88cE/s1600/HPIM3575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6qf_i61-I/AAAAAAAAByc/HT2KYVV88cE/s320/HPIM3575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552562857204963298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6sDF3XFJI/AAAAAAAAByk/C0_cELa2FqQ/s1600/HPIM3605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6sDF3XFJI/AAAAAAAAByk/C0_cELa2FqQ/s320/HPIM3605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552564559708361874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6qfeiET4I/AAAAAAAAByM/MOg1jqvU30M/s1600/HPIM3625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6qfeiET4I/AAAAAAAAByM/MOg1jqvU30M/s320/HPIM3625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552562848343019394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but no Elephants?  Strange!  Not a single elephant at the Gladys Porter Zoo here in Brownsville, Texas... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6qelEe2oI/AAAAAAAABx8/RxWysjBD5a4/s1600/HPIM3564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6qelEe2oI/AAAAAAAABx8/RxWysjBD5a4/s320/HPIM3564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552562832918108802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6qez11bNI/AAAAAAAAByE/F4UXS4N1Lfk/s1600/HPIM3635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6qez11bNI/AAAAAAAAByE/F4UXS4N1Lfk/s320/HPIM3635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552562836883205330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Still, after playing with my "virtual zoo" on Facebook for the past year, it was fun to get out and see some real animals. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6qfpjE-ZI/AAAAAAAAByU/WGrxwIrIbIo/s1600/HPIM3619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6qfpjE-ZI/AAAAAAAAByU/WGrxwIrIbIo/s320/HPIM3619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552562851300047250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially the tigers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-6063923957645626782?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/6063923957645626782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/12/lions-and-tigers-and-bears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6063923957645626782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6063923957645626782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/12/lions-and-tigers-and-bears.html' title='Lions and Tigers and Bears....'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TQ6qf_i61-I/AAAAAAAAByc/HT2KYVV88cE/s72-c/HPIM3575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8787099843268461665</id><published>2010-07-12T20:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T00:25:45.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rizzoli &amp; Isles</title><content type='html'>I haven't had much interest in any new TV shows over the last several years. But when the premiere of "Rizzoli &amp;amp; Isles" was announced, I knew I'd be tuning in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TET70VdXShI/AAAAAAAABwA/EhSquxI_keU/s1600/Rizzoli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495794321830922770" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TET70VdXShI/AAAAAAAABwA/EhSquxI_keU/s320/Rizzoli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard as it is to believe, this has nothing to do with Angie Harmon, although I will readily admit that she is totally hot, and was one of the reasons I became hooked on "Law &amp;amp; Order". No, I will be watching this show because it is based on two characters I've come to love through the novels of Tess Gerritsen &lt;a href="http://www.tessgerritsen.com/"&gt;http://www.tessgerritsen.com/&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TET70tedqzI/AAAAAAAABwI/6Ps_Xmt-OzU/s1600/Rizzoli2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495794328277986098" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TET70tedqzI/AAAAAAAABwI/6Ps_Xmt-OzU/s320/Rizzoli2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has written 9 novels about Jane Rizzoli &amp;amp; Maura Isles, and I've read every one of them. Now I can't wait to see if the "movie" is as good as the books!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-8787099843268461665?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8787099843268461665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/07/rizzoli-isles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8787099843268461665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8787099843268461665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/07/rizzoli-isles.html' title='Rizzoli &amp; Isles'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TET70VdXShI/AAAAAAAABwA/EhSquxI_keU/s72-c/Rizzoli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-1529301205564283686</id><published>2010-07-10T21:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T22:21:22.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cow Appreciation Day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDk3kGN5D5I/AAAAAAAABvY/xe8AZ1EMga0/s1600/HPIM3440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492482313838727058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDk3kGN5D5I/AAAAAAAABvY/xe8AZ1EMga0/s320/HPIM3440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDk3ku3KBwI/AAAAAAAABvg/x426Qj4nKoM/s1600/HPIM3441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492482324749223682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDk3ku3KBwI/AAAAAAAABvg/x426Qj4nKoM/s320/HPIM3441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDk3l7QUEnI/AAAAAAAABvw/EP5jcUAL95Y/s1600/HPIM3447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492482345255834226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDk3l7QUEnI/AAAAAAAABvw/EP5jcUAL95Y/s320/HPIM3447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDk3mVfMKII/AAAAAAAABv4/Re40Gn3NNCc/s1600/HPIM3445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492482352297552002" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDk3mVfMKII/AAAAAAAABv4/Re40Gn3NNCc/s320/HPIM3445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDk3lJTzWaI/AAAAAAAABvo/FqAUznIBL2s/s1600/HPIM3443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492482331848694178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDk3lJTzWaI/AAAAAAAABvo/FqAUznIBL2s/s320/HPIM3443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8949987742523627973-1529301205564283686?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/1529301205564283686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/07/cow-appreciation-day-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1529301205564283686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1529301205564283686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/07/cow-appreciation-day-2010.html' title='Cow Appreciation Day 2010'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDk3kGN5D5I/AAAAAAAABvY/xe8AZ1EMga0/s72-c/HPIM3440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-5541489625014449873</id><published>2010-07-08T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T22:12:26.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat Mor Chikin</title><content type='html'>Cow-Clad Customers Get Free Chick-fil-A Meals on Cow Appreciation Day This Friday&lt;br /&gt;ATLANTA — July 6, 2010 /PRNewswire/ — Chick-fil-A is issuing a cattle call! On Friday, July 9, Chick-fil-A® restaurants nationwide will celebrate the company’s annual Cow Appreciation Day event by offering a FREE meal to any customer who visits one of the chain’s mall or stand-alone restaurants fully dressed as a cow.&lt;br /&gt;Customers dressed “head to hoof” in cow attire will receive a free Chick-fil-A Meal which includes an entrée of choice, a side item and a Dr Pepper® (or other beverage choice). For customers partially dressed in cow attire, such as a cow-spotted scarf, purse, hat or other accessory, Chick-fil-A will award a complimentary entrée.&lt;br /&gt;Two online photo contests are also part of the festivities. A photo contest for adults is hosted on the Chick-fil-A &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/Chick-fil-A" target="_blank" jquery1278817499421="18"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; page. A second photo contest for kids 10 and under called Show Us the Cow is available at &lt;a href="http://www.showusthecow.com/" target="_blank" jquery1278817499421="20"&gt;www.showusthecow.com&lt;/a&gt;. Both contests will award free Chick-fil-A products for a year to the best cow-dressed customers, and children will also have the opportunity to win a $1,000 U.S. Series EE Savings Bond and a digital camera through the “Show Us the Cow” photo contest.&lt;br /&gt;“Cow Appreciation Day continues to be one of our best indicators of the great passion our customers have for our brand,” said Steve Robinson, Chick-fil-A’s senior vice president of marketing. “It takes a loyal fan to dress like a cow for a free meal. Cow Appreciation Day is our way of thanking them for their loyalty, not to mention a day simply to have fun!”&lt;br /&gt;For the past 15 years, the renegade “Eat Mor Chikin” Cows have entertained consumers with their desperate, self-preserving antics in an effort to convert beef eaters into chicken fans. The Chick-fil-A Cows and the “Eat Mor Chikin” campaign have enjoyed such widespread public success that the chain has evolved the campaign into a fully integrated marketing program. In addition to clever roadside billboards, the “Eat Mor Chikin” Cows are the focal point of Chick-fil-A’s in-store point-of-purchase materials, promotions, radio and TV advertising, and clothing and merchandise sales.&lt;br /&gt;To learn more, go to &lt;a href="http://www.cowappreciationday.com/" target="_blank" jquery1278817499421="22"&gt;www.cowappreciationday.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-5541489625014449873?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/5541489625014449873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/07/eat-mor-chikin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5541489625014449873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5541489625014449873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/07/eat-mor-chikin.html' title='Eat Mor Chikin'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8963281499252495140</id><published>2010-07-05T15:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T16:06:46.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday America!</title><content type='html'>Due to effects of Hurricane Alex, all of the Independence Day festivities scheduled for Brownsville were canceled.  A Fourth of July just wouldn't seem right without fireworks, so Phil &amp;amp; I drove out to South Padre Island, and celebrated America's birthday with a first class show!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJIt0JT2vI/AAAAAAAABrI/rYQLUQimxPM/s1600/HPIM3401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJIt0JT2vI/AAAAAAAABrI/rYQLUQimxPM/s320/HPIM3401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490530847647062770" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJIuU20suI/AAAAAAAABrQ/w3QOQra3OOc/s1600/HPIM3438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJIuU20suI/AAAAAAAABrQ/w3QOQra3OOc/s320/HPIM3438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490530856427893474" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJIvSBNqII/AAAAAAAABrY/62nHbGdNTEU/s1600/HPIM3398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJIvSBNqII/AAAAAAAABrY/62nHbGdNTEU/s320/HPIM3398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490530872846035074" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJIvv4h6rI/AAAAAAAABrg/S1NKNDyFQlQ/s1600/HPIM3397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJIvv4h6rI/AAAAAAAABrg/S1NKNDyFQlQ/s320/HPIM3397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490530880862677682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-8963281499252495140?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8963281499252495140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-america.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8963281499252495140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8963281499252495140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-america.html' title='Happy Birthday America!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJIt0JT2vI/AAAAAAAABrI/rYQLUQimxPM/s72-c/HPIM3401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-2339737167470008615</id><published>2010-07-02T13:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:11:18.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex</title><content type='html'>Living so close to the Gulf of Mexico, preparing for hurricanes is a way of life from June until September in Brownsville, Texas - I just hadn't expected to be preparing for my first one less than 2 weeks after moving here!  Tropical Storm Alex was upgraded to a category 2 hurricane before it made landfall, but it did so over 70 miles south of us, so all we experienced was wind and rain.  A lot of rain.  Somewhere between 4 and 9 inches in a 24 hour period, depending on the news source.  Other than a few uprooted banana trees, we survived our first hurricane watch - and hopefully learned something to be even better prepared for the next storm.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKCjqxPt_I/AAAAAAAABso/EDhriYHap54/s1600/HPIM3392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKCjqxPt_I/AAAAAAAABso/EDhriYHap54/s320/HPIM3392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490594445005928434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-2339737167470008615?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/2339737167470008615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/07/alex.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/2339737167470008615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/2339737167470008615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/07/alex.html' title='Alex'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKCjqxPt_I/AAAAAAAABso/EDhriYHap54/s72-c/HPIM3392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8689236529186641274</id><published>2010-06-20T20:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:14:18.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Generations of Wilsons</title><content type='html'>Father's Day, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKDNiAiOKI/AAAAAAAABsw/EIh6oPPKX3w/s1600/HPIM3371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKDNiAiOKI/AAAAAAAABsw/EIh6oPPKX3w/s320/HPIM3371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490595164208642210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-8689236529186641274?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8689236529186641274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/06/3-generations-of-wilsons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8689236529186641274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8689236529186641274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/06/3-generations-of-wilsons.html' title='3 Generations of Wilsons'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKDNiAiOKI/AAAAAAAABsw/EIh6oPPKX3w/s72-c/HPIM3371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-5770890696103534938</id><published>2010-06-19T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:27:18.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep In The Heart Of Texas</title><content type='html'>Actually, quite a bit south of the heart.  Far enough south to be called the big toe of Texas maybe...  Any further south, and you'll find Mexico.  That's where Phil &amp;amp; I now reside.  After loading our moving van most of Tuesday afternoon (June 15th), we were on the road by 9PM, and heading to Brownsville, Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKT6VIyl9I/AAAAAAAABvA/JRwbAaNawRg/s1600/HPIM3360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKT6VIyl9I/AAAAAAAABvA/JRwbAaNawRg/s320/HPIM3360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490613526033766354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We traveled through Arizona into Nevada, through Las Vegas, into California briefly, then back into Arizona, through Phoenix, into New Mexico, and arrived in Texas around 6PM on Wednesday the 16th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKT67yTpgI/AAAAAAAABvI/oDHk8L-0iFA/s1600/HPIM3368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKT67yTpgI/AAAAAAAABvI/oDHk8L-0iFA/s320/HPIM3368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490613536408446466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to give you an idea of how big Texas is - that was only right around halfway to our destination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKT7HaXTuI/AAAAAAAABvQ/3ErL75TuSEg/s1600/HPIM3367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKT7HaXTuI/AAAAAAAABvQ/3ErL75TuSEg/s320/HPIM3367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490613539529248482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was after 6:00 Thursday before we finally arrived in Brownsville - a very long 45 hours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-5770890696103534938?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/5770890696103534938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/07/deep-in-heart-of-texas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5770890696103534938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5770890696103534938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/07/deep-in-heart-of-texas.html' title='Deep In The Heart Of Texas'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKT6VIyl9I/AAAAAAAABvA/JRwbAaNawRg/s72-c/HPIM3360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-9132949124764711950</id><published>2010-06-01T21:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T23:44:20.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Utah</title><content type='html'>My parents retired to Brownsville, Texas close to 6 years ago, and have  been in failing health recently.  Now that Lisa has made it clear we  have no future, there is nothing keeping me in Utah, so Phil &amp;amp; I will move down and help them.  The economy also appears to be stronger there, which should make it easier for Phil to find a job. Lisa is still my best  &amp;amp; dearest friend, who I will miss terribly and pray for daily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-9132949124764711950?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/9132949124764711950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/06/leaving-utah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/9132949124764711950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/9132949124764711950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/06/leaving-utah.html' title='Leaving Utah'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-2819210628805989458</id><published>2010-03-27T20:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:07:29.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Phil's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKPZIvfqXI/AAAAAAAABuo/gFgkvOb6T9c/s1600/HPIM3185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKPZIvfqXI/AAAAAAAABuo/gFgkvOb6T9c/s320/HPIM3185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490608557724248434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKPat8UUYI/AAAAAAAABu4/hz0fpeVo1Bk/s1600/HPIM1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKPat8UUYI/AAAAAAAABu4/hz0fpeVo1Bk/s320/HPIM1133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490608584890012034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKPYHI_RaI/AAAAAAAABug/DgsuRUoSO7Y/s1600/HPIM3169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKPYHI_RaI/AAAAAAAABug/DgsuRUoSO7Y/s320/HPIM3169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490608540114437538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKPZm7AE0I/AAAAAAAABuw/D_TGByvffM4/s1600/HPIM3189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKPZm7AE0I/AAAAAAAABuw/D_TGByvffM4/s320/HPIM3189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490608565825573698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-2819210628805989458?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/2819210628805989458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/03/phils-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/2819210628805989458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/2819210628805989458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/03/phils-birthday.html' title='Phil&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKPZIvfqXI/AAAAAAAABuo/gFgkvOb6T9c/s72-c/HPIM3185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8390326520917795002</id><published>2010-02-14T20:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:00:39.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKOCRbSKbI/AAAAAAAABuI/WTG-BWyoEIs/s1600/HPIM3067b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKOCRbSKbI/AAAAAAAABuI/WTG-BWyoEIs/s320/HPIM3067b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607065406777778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKOCiZ01RI/AAAAAAAABuQ/Zfaaq2IOzOQ/s1600/HPIM3078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKOCiZ01RI/AAAAAAAABuQ/Zfaaq2IOzOQ/s320/HPIM3078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607069964064018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKODN9YQzI/AAAAAAAABuY/zM2qBxlFvKk/s1600/HPIM3079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKODN9YQzI/AAAAAAAABuY/zM2qBxlFvKk/s320/HPIM3079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490607081655911218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-8390326520917795002?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8390326520917795002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8390326520917795002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8390326520917795002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-dance.html' title='Last Dance'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKOCRbSKbI/AAAAAAAABuI/WTG-BWyoEIs/s72-c/HPIM3067b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-6884066015288376041</id><published>2010-02-01T20:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:53:40.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>XLIV</title><content type='html'>Nothing super about my turning 44 - it's just always cool to use Roman numerals, especially when I'm the same age as the Super Bowl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKMMIRRdjI/AAAAAAAABtw/LWQBrydcf4M/s1600/HPIM3005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKMMIRRdjI/AAAAAAAABtw/LWQBrydcf4M/s320/HPIM3005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490605035724305970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, I might add, won't be all that super either, since the Vikings went down in flames...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKMMnUGkDI/AAAAAAAABt4/bjVrQoSiMZE/s1600/HPIM3044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKMMnUGkDI/AAAAAAAABt4/bjVrQoSiMZE/s320/HPIM3044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490605044057673778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than being another year older, the only other news to report is that Phil has officially moved in with me.  He and his wife are separated, and he was out of work, so after spending a week in St. George at Christmas, he decided to stay and try to find work here.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKMfa1cmFI/AAAAAAAABuA/0R_8-Lg50f4/s1600/HPIM3049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKMfa1cmFI/AAAAAAAABuA/0R_8-Lg50f4/s320/HPIM3049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490605367125383250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-6884066015288376041?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/6884066015288376041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/02/xliv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6884066015288376041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6884066015288376041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2010/02/xliv.html' title='XLIV'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKMMIRRdjI/AAAAAAAABtw/LWQBrydcf4M/s72-c/HPIM3005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-2404638096979045780</id><published>2009-12-26T22:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T16:10:40.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJKKU-uEUI/AAAAAAAABrw/1Yex3sw4gKs/s1600/HPIM2950a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJKKU-uEUI/AAAAAAAABrw/1Yex3sw4gKs/s320/HPIM2950a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490532437008978242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJKJLzy9UI/AAAAAAAABro/7hfRBtf33ps/s1600/HPIM2938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJKJLzy9UI/AAAAAAAABro/7hfRBtf33ps/s320/HPIM2938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490532417367373122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-2404638096979045780?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/2404638096979045780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-in-vegas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/2404638096979045780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/2404638096979045780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-in-vegas.html' title='Christmas in Vegas'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJKKU-uEUI/AAAAAAAABrw/1Yex3sw4gKs/s72-c/HPIM2950a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-416887225348666685</id><published>2009-12-26T08:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:39:51.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unwrapping</title><content type='html'>"You'll shoot your eye out, kid! " Well, not really,  I never even wanted a Red Rider BB gun!  But scenes from "A Christmas Story" were all over my wrapping paper, and even on 2 ties from my parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKIMzhIWtI/AAAAAAAABtQ/IIV1XNvxVqY/s1600/HPIM2928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKIMzhIWtI/AAAAAAAABtQ/IIV1XNvxVqY/s320/HPIM2928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490600649287031506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKINQEWM9I/AAAAAAAABtY/hcn16lr0UcM/s1600/HPIM2921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKINQEWM9I/AAAAAAAABtY/hcn16lr0UcM/s320/HPIM2921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490600656950932434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, I wonder if these might be CD's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKI5CzsDKI/AAAAAAAABto/0T2wV1YhVqo/s1600/HPIM2925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKI5CzsDKI/AAAAAAAABto/0T2wV1YhVqo/s320/HPIM2925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490601409305644194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One excited Vikings fan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-416887225348666685?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/416887225348666685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/12/unwrapping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/416887225348666685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/416887225348666685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/12/unwrapping.html' title='The Unwrapping'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKIMzhIWtI/AAAAAAAABtQ/IIV1XNvxVqY/s72-c/HPIM2928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-1776338567341205404</id><published>2009-12-24T18:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T23:48:32.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKFxGWuElI/AAAAAAAABtA/5hW-sQIsCp8/s1600/HPIM2898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKFxGWuElI/AAAAAAAABtA/5hW-sQIsCp8/s320/HPIM2898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490597974284046930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow.  I got to see it, walk in it, drive in it - and even more importantly, didn't have to shovel it!  That, and picking up Phil in Salt Lake City were the highlights of a short trip to Salt Lake City.  Oh, and I can't forget to mention eating at Chick-fil-A and Crown Burger! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKFwtdKHuI/AAAAAAAABs4/WGdxOLNwLHw/s1600/HPIM2892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKFwtdKHuI/AAAAAAAABs4/WGdxOLNwLHw/s320/HPIM2892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490597967600164578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa was kind enough to drive me to Salt Lake, to meet Phil's bus there.  With all of the snow between Boise and Salt Lake, the bus was only 3 hours late arriving.  In fact, it is a good thing we were picking him up, because the bus from there to Saint George was canceled.  Phil will be spending the next week with me, so I won't be celebrating Christmas alone!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKFx42w-dI/AAAAAAAABtI/I-x1JVGTSTU/s1600/HPIM2902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKFx42w-dI/AAAAAAAABtI/I-x1JVGTSTU/s320/HPIM2902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490597987840227794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-1776338567341205404?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/1776338567341205404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1776338567341205404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1776338567341205404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDKFxGWuElI/AAAAAAAABtA/5hW-sQIsCp8/s72-c/HPIM2898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-6806032791301602542</id><published>2009-11-27T07:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T16:21:15.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJLXRQQt_I/AAAAAAAABsA/uZfS7QFU9YI/s1600/HPIM2840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJLXRQQt_I/AAAAAAAABsA/uZfS7QFU9YI/s320/HPIM2840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490533758858737650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJLYabWrEI/AAAAAAAABsI/3c_CX64mXlQ/s1600/HPIM2841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJLYabWrEI/AAAAAAAABsI/3c_CX64mXlQ/s320/HPIM2841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490533778501053506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first attempt at cooking my own turkey, with all of the trimmings, went even better than I could ever have expected.  Faced with spending Thanksgiving alone - something I dreaded - it's bad enough being alone any day of the week, but holidays are even more dreadful - I invited my friends Liz &amp;amp; Dave over, and we had a wonderful feast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJLWzg3dVI/AAAAAAAABr4/rDSMuCeOz1A/s1600/HPIM2837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJLWzg3dVI/AAAAAAAABr4/rDSMuCeOz1A/s320/HPIM2837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490533750875321682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJLZNhAhPI/AAAAAAAABsQ/_w4cSE7BwNY/s1600/HPIM2844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJLZNhAhPI/AAAAAAAABsQ/_w4cSE7BwNY/s320/HPIM2844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490533792214975730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-6806032791301602542?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/6806032791301602542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/11/turkey-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6806032791301602542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6806032791301602542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/11/turkey-day.html' title='Turkey Day!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/TDJLXRQQt_I/AAAAAAAABsA/uZfS7QFU9YI/s72-c/HPIM2840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-5780811423469928350</id><published>2009-11-25T14:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T14:53:22.104-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Forecast</title><content type='html'>The following has been passed around on the internet for at least 10 years now, and it always gives me a chuckle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span pt family="SANSSERIF"  lang="0"  style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Turkeys will thaw in the morning, then warm in the oven to an afternoon high near 190 F. The kitchen will turn hot and humid, and if you bother the cook, be ready for a severe squall or cold shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the late afternoon and evening, the cold front of a knife will slice through the turkey, causing an accumulation of one to two inches on plates. Mashed potatoes will drift across one side while cranberry sauce creates slippery spots on the other. Please pass the gravy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A weight watch and indigestion warning have been issued for the entire area, with increased stuffiness around the beltway. During the evening, the turkey will diminish and taper off to leftovers, dropping to a low of 34 F in the refrigerator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking ahead to Friday and Saturday, high pressure to eat sandwiches will be established. Flurries of leftovers can be expected both days with a 50 percent chance of scattered soup late in the day. We expect a warming trend where soup develops. By early next week, eating pressure will be low as the only wish left will be the bone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-5780811423469928350?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/5780811423469928350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-forecast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5780811423469928350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5780811423469928350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-forecast.html' title='Thanksgiving Forecast'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-7764421699040477080</id><published>2009-11-18T10:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T16:24:35.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Men &amp; A Four Year Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SwQoPRFJyvI/AAAAAAAABl8/aLRnvCMJvAM/s1600/HPIM2735a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SwQoPRFJyvI/AAAAAAAABl8/aLRnvCMJvAM/s320/HPIM2735a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405489695499602674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was the first time I'd seen my son Josh in 8 years, making this picture even more priceless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-7764421699040477080?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/7764421699040477080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-men-four-year-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7764421699040477080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7764421699040477080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-men-four-year-old.html' title='3 Men &amp; A Four Year Old'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SwQoPRFJyvI/AAAAAAAABl8/aLRnvCMJvAM/s72-c/HPIM2735a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-5672373738093570983</id><published>2009-11-18T10:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:55:08.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Sweet Ride!</title><content type='html'>Knowing my own car would probably explode on the freeway, I rented a car for my trip to Idaho.  On past trips, I've driven a Toyota Corolla, Ford Taurus, Dodge Stratus, and even a Dodge Magnum.  This past weekend, it was my pleasure to drive a 2009 Mazda 3!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SwQmynraoiI/AAAAAAAABlU/lj2zNs7quHA/s1600/HPIM2659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SwQmynraoiI/AAAAAAAABlU/lj2zNs7quHA/s320/HPIM2659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405488103837835810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending over 18 hours on the road, I have this to report - other than the fact that it didn't have cruise control, I must say it was the most comfortable car I've ever driven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-5672373738093570983?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/5672373738093570983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-sweet-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5672373738093570983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5672373738093570983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-sweet-ride.html' title='One Sweet Ride!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SwQmynraoiI/AAAAAAAABlU/lj2zNs7quHA/s72-c/HPIM2659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-7286305146716744785</id><published>2009-11-18T10:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:49:59.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gage's 4th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SwQkwYkfQNI/AAAAAAAABlM/IKvPrvEGZuQ/s1600/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SwQkwYkfQNI/AAAAAAAABlM/IKvPrvEGZuQ/s320/20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405485866399252690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandson Gage turned 4 on November 5th, and I was able to get the weekend off to drive to Idaho and celebrate with him!  I say this each time I see Gage, but it really is hard to believe how quickly he is growing.  Seems like just yesterday I got the phone call telling me I was a Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SwQkv86SjqI/AAAAAAAABlE/22TCR79zhl4/s1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SwQkv86SjqI/AAAAAAAABlE/22TCR79zhl4/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405485858974502562" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SwQkvesIJUI/AAAAAAAABk8/nyiUT9H-k80/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SwQkvesIJUI/AAAAAAAABk8/nyiUT9H-k80/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405485850862036290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-7286305146716744785?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/7286305146716744785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/11/gages-4th-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7286305146716744785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7286305146716744785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/11/gages-4th-birthday.html' title='Gage&apos;s 4th Birthday'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SwQkwYkfQNI/AAAAAAAABlM/IKvPrvEGZuQ/s72-c/20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8539119429737661538</id><published>2009-11-01T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:23:02.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Groovy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SvIosS9-a3I/AAAAAAAABkk/hBY0nnIcUac/s1600-h/HPIM2652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SvIosS9-a3I/AAAAAAAABkk/hBY0nnIcUac/s320/HPIM2652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400423644641782642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, dressing up as a Hippie for Halloween never gets old!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-8539119429737661538?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8539119429737661538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/10/groovy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8539119429737661538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8539119429737661538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/10/groovy.html' title='Groovy!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SvIosS9-a3I/AAAAAAAABkk/hBY0nnIcUac/s72-c/HPIM2652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-3388395489277447692</id><published>2009-10-31T01:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:37:40.224-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Pumpkin, Part 2</title><content type='html'>As Halloween got closer this year, for some reason I had the desire to carve a Jack-O-Lantern.  Only once before in my life had I undertaken such a task - even though I am chopping vegetables every day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SvIr-BHuHuI/AAAAAAAABks/3-7RNJ3u9u0/s1600-h/HPIM2640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SvIr-BHuHuI/AAAAAAAABks/3-7RNJ3u9u0/s320/HPIM2640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400427247623347938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't need anything big, so I chose this pumpkin in the spirit of how Charlie Brown must have felt when he picked that poor, neglected Christmas tree.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SvIr-Vv3y2I/AAAAAAAABk0/UAIrmepUsOo/s1600-h/HPIM2642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SvIr-Vv3y2I/AAAAAAAABk0/UAIrmepUsOo/s320/HPIM2642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400427253160463202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-3388395489277447692?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/3388395489277447692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-pumpkin-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3388395489277447692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3388395489277447692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-pumpkin-part-2.html' title='The Great Pumpkin, Part 2'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SvIr-BHuHuI/AAAAAAAABks/3-7RNJ3u9u0/s72-c/HPIM2640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-4249824206732472731</id><published>2009-10-29T17:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T17:54:42.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Second Ten Commandments</title><content type='html'>1. Thou shall not worry, for worry is the most unproductive of all human activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Thou shall not be fearful, for most of the things we fear never come to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Thou shall not cross bridges before you come to them, for no one has yet succeeded in accomplishing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Thou shall face each problem as it comes.  You can only handle one at a time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Thou shall not take problems to bed with you, for they make very poor bedfellows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Thou shall not borrow other people's problems.  They can care better for them than you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Thou shall not try to relive yesterday for good or ill, it is forever gone.  Concentrate on what is happening in your life and be happy now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Thou shall be a good listener, for only when you listen do you hear ideas different from your own.  It is hard to learn something new when you are talking, and some people do know more than you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Thou shall not become "bogged down" by frustration, for 90% of it is rooted in self-pity and will only interfere with positive action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Thou shall count thy blessings, never overlooking the small ones, for a lot of small blessings add up to a big one!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-4249824206732472731?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/4249824206732472731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/10/second-ten-commandments_3501.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4249824206732472731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4249824206732472731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/10/second-ten-commandments_3501.html' title='The Second Ten Commandments'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-6377090926827706165</id><published>2009-09-30T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:40:32.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Thee Behind Me, Satan!</title><content type='html'>I've been struggling with depression again lately - and been unable to focus on any one task for very long.  Except for sitting at the computer, which I can do for hours on end.  I realize this is one of the temptations I face - to spend all of my free time being lazy and unproductive.  Today, some good did come out of my mindless internet surfing - as I found the following from Robert D. Hales: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Our challenges, including those we create by our own decisions, are part of our  test in mortality. Let me assure you that your situation is not beyond the reach  of our Savior. Through Him, every struggle can be for our experience and our  good (see D&amp;amp;C 122:7). Each temptation we overcome is to strengthen us, not  destroy us. The Lord will never allow us to suffer beyond what we can endure  (see 1 Corinthians 10:13). “We must remember that the adversary knows us  extremely well. He knows where, when, and how to tempt us. If we are obedient to  the promptings of the Holy Ghost, we can learn to recognize the adversary’s  enticements. Before we yield to temptation, we must learn to say with  unflinching resolve, ‘Get thee behind me, Satan’ (Matthew 16:23).”  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?hideNav=1&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=9469230bac7f0210VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;amp;vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD" href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?hideNav=1&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=9469230bac7f0210VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;amp;vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-6377090926827706165?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/6377090926827706165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/09/get-thee-behind-me-satan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6377090926827706165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6377090926827706165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/09/get-thee-behind-me-satan.html' title='Get Thee Behind Me, Satan!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-4071115346971742465</id><published>2009-09-22T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:05:27.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cornfield County</title><content type='html'>Minnie Pearl would have been proud!  The Southgate 1st Ward "Hillbilly Hollow" social was quite a success, and a rousing good time was had by everyone.  After dining on chili &amp;amp; scones, we had our own version of "Hee Haw" - foot-stompin' music, comedy, and even some pickin' and grinnin'!&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Srlyvrb5fJI/AAAAAAAABkE/XZC1AzA7uS8/s1600-h/HPIM2579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Srlyvrb5fJI/AAAAAAAABkE/XZC1AzA7uS8/s320/HPIM2579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384460992937294994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrlywLTX6JI/AAAAAAAABkM/oZQ_CXSrV6Y/s1600-h/HPIM2599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrlywLTX6JI/AAAAAAAABkM/oZQ_CXSrV6Y/s320/HPIM2599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384461001491474578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrlywkJyOdI/AAAAAAAABkU/4HeNwzpC-mw/s1600-h/HPIM2600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrlywkJyOdI/AAAAAAAABkU/4HeNwzpC-mw/s320/HPIM2600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384461008162142674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea dressing up as a hillbilly would be so much fun!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrlyxVaFZCI/AAAAAAAABkc/wrtcLeityfw/s1600-h/HPIM2593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrlyxVaFZCI/AAAAAAAABkc/wrtcLeityfw/s320/HPIM2593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384461021383844898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-4071115346971742465?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/4071115346971742465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/09/cornfield-county.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4071115346971742465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4071115346971742465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/09/cornfield-county.html' title='Cornfield County'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Srlyvrb5fJI/AAAAAAAABkE/XZC1AzA7uS8/s72-c/HPIM2579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-9047521168161949661</id><published>2009-09-22T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:44:08.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soggy Bottom Boys</title><content type='html'>It has always been one of my dreams to sing in a "barbershop quartet" -  type group.  I may never realize that dream, but being a "Soggy Bottom Boy" on Saturday night came really close!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrlvHQgzX-I/AAAAAAAABj8/LSnwjrHvA8I/s1600-h/Soggy4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrlvHQgzX-I/AAAAAAAABj8/LSnwjrHvA8I/s320/Soggy4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384456999980457954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-9047521168161949661?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/9047521168161949661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/09/soggy-bottom-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/9047521168161949661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/9047521168161949661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/09/soggy-bottom-boys.html' title='Soggy Bottom Boys'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrlvHQgzX-I/AAAAAAAABj8/LSnwjrHvA8I/s72-c/Soggy4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-291835873212943380</id><published>2009-09-17T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T20:02:11.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Man Of Constant Sorrow</title><content type='html'>On Saturday night, our ward is having a "Hill Billy Hollow" party, which in Elder's Quorum has been referred to as a good old-fashioned "Hoe Down."  One of the highlights of the evening will be us elders singing "I Am A Man Of Constant Sorrow", as sung by the Soggy Bottom Boys in "Oh Brother, Where Art Thou?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrLb7r-QCyI/AAAAAAAABjk/pOTRD1glTAU/s1600-h/ohbrother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrLb7r-QCyI/AAAAAAAABjk/pOTRD1glTAU/s320/ohbrother.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382606323123751714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sung this song so many times over the last few days in preparation, that I am beginning to feel like the man of constant sorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-291835873212943380?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/291835873212943380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/09/man-of-constant-sorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/291835873212943380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/291835873212943380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/09/man-of-constant-sorrow.html' title='A Man Of Constant Sorrow'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrLb7r-QCyI/AAAAAAAABjk/pOTRD1glTAU/s72-c/ohbrother.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-286364164759678522</id><published>2009-09-15T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T20:47:33.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Patrick Swayze 1952-2009</title><content type='html'>Patrick Swayze may have left this world as we know it, but these timeless moments are forever etched in our hearts......&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrLl_Vh41cI/AAAAAAAABjs/bkublMcI-N0/s1600-h/p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrLl_Vh41cI/AAAAAAAABjs/bkublMcI-N0/s320/p1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382617380934964674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrLl_vySg9I/AAAAAAAABj0/uvJSXvob0g8/s1600-h/p2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrLl_vySg9I/AAAAAAAABj0/uvJSXvob0g8/s320/p2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382617387983078354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-286364164759678522?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/286364164759678522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/09/patrick-swayze-may-have-left-this-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/286364164759678522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/286364164759678522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/09/patrick-swayze-may-have-left-this-world.html' title='Patrick Swayze 1952-2009'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SrLl_Vh41cI/AAAAAAAABjs/bkublMcI-N0/s72-c/p1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-3924035796464517023</id><published>2009-09-01T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:47:38.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Me Out To The Ball Game!</title><content type='html'>I've rediscovered my first love!  When I posted this comment recently on Facebook, I received several comments asking me who my first love was.  However, I wasn't referring to a "who" - my first love qualifies as a "what" - baseball!  And I don't even care for peanuts or Cracker Jack that much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss had season tickets to the St. George Roadrunners this year, and so I've been going to many of their games.   Turns out, they are a pretty good team, and are headed to the playoffs this year!  The Roadrunners are led by their all-star first baseman A.J. Valentine - who finished their 82 game season with a .359 batting average, 17 HR's, and tied for the league lead with 82 RBI's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6s5CkZ7DI/AAAAAAAABh0/DFc5O2zUIVE/s1600-h/AJ+Auto...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6s5CkZ7DI/AAAAAAAABh0/DFc5O2zUIVE/s320/AJ+Auto...jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376925101069036594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6s52jydqI/AAAAAAAABh8/ggxOgYFYSxo/s1600-h/HPIM2441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6s52jydqI/AAAAAAAABh8/ggxOgYFYSxo/s320/HPIM2441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376925115025094306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Roadrunners I've had the pleasure of meeting are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6s6np-EkI/AAAAAAAABiM/7PiJFRmILjg/s1600-h/HPIM2503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6s6np-EkI/AAAAAAAABiM/7PiJFRmILjg/s320/HPIM2503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376925128204358210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Stephenson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6s6P-yqGI/AAAAAAAABiE/HSsS1_cNmjI/s1600-h/HPIM2446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6s6P-yqGI/AAAAAAAABiE/HSsS1_cNmjI/s320/HPIM2446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376925121849239650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase Leavitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6s7LSzn2I/AAAAAAAABiU/q8DAC5y00Ho/s1600-h/HPIM2522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6s7LSzn2I/AAAAAAAABiU/q8DAC5y00Ho/s320/HPIM2522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376925137770880866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eude Brito (former Philadelphia Phillie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6tDgxiebI/AAAAAAAABic/sH9Xr-zcTd4/s1600-h/HPIM2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6tDgxiebI/AAAAAAAABic/sH9Xr-zcTd4/s320/HPIM2535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376925280975878578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Abbott&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6tDgxiebI/AAAAAAAABic/sH9Xr-zcTd4/s1600-h/HPIM2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-3924035796464517023?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/3924035796464517023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/09/take-me-out-to-ball-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3924035796464517023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3924035796464517023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/09/take-me-out-to-ball-game.html' title='Take Me Out To The Ball Game!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6s5CkZ7DI/AAAAAAAABh0/DFc5O2zUIVE/s72-c/AJ+Auto...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-1354257062386650101</id><published>2009-08-17T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:21:22.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>29 and Counting, and Counting, and Counting....</title><content type='html'>Last year, Lisa celebrated the 15th anniversary of her 29th Birthday. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp62qMJQFyI/AAAAAAAABjE/lPT8ZHEQcps/s1600-h/HPIM2456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp62qMJQFyI/AAAAAAAABjE/lPT8ZHEQcps/s320/HPIM2456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376935841057740578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it comes as no surprise that she is still 29 this year!  Like her age, some things never change - such as Outback as her choice for dinner.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp62qlAbRNI/AAAAAAAABjM/1brNtpOsS7E/s1600-h/HPIM2460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp62qlAbRNI/AAAAAAAABjM/1brNtpOsS7E/s320/HPIM2460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376935847731610834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp62rQpSNmI/AAAAAAAABjU/1_HA29GzLcM/s1600-h/HPIM2464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp62rQpSNmI/AAAAAAAABjU/1_HA29GzLcM/s320/HPIM2464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376935859445708386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-1354257062386650101?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/1354257062386650101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/09/29-and-counting-and-counting-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1354257062386650101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1354257062386650101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/09/29-and-counting-and-counting-and.html' title='29 and Counting, and Counting, and Counting....'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp62qMJQFyI/AAAAAAAABjE/lPT8ZHEQcps/s72-c/HPIM2456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8061761753909581495</id><published>2009-08-06T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:00:06.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint The Park Pink!</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday, August 5th, the Roadrunners celebrated life and the need for Breast Cancer Awareness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6xRn2MFZI/AAAAAAAABik/gcHaAdzemSQ/s1600-h/HPIM2387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6xRn2MFZI/AAAAAAAABik/gcHaAdzemSQ/s320/HPIM2387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376929921439110546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce Hurst Field was decked out in PINK! With pink bases, pink chalk lines, pink banners, and a Huge Pink Breast Cancer Ribbon in center field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6xSF3f2AI/AAAAAAAABis/5x-x0GIF5YM/s1600-h/HPIM2388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6xSF3f2AI/AAAAAAAABis/5x-x0GIF5YM/s320/HPIM2388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376929929497663490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The players and managers wore custom Pink and Blue Breast Cancer Uniforms. These uniforms were autographed and a silent auction look place for these uniforms during the game. Proceeds from ticket purchases last night, donations and the silent auction will be donated to Breast Cancer Awareness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6xSiMcymI/AAAAAAAABi0/SNornuuQEd8/s1600-h/HPIM2390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6xSiMcymI/AAAAAAAABi0/SNornuuQEd8/s320/HPIM2390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376929937101736546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6xTLX63vI/AAAAAAAABi8/73OuRTIwPXg/s1600-h/HPIM2399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6xTLX63vI/AAAAAAAABi8/73OuRTIwPXg/s320/HPIM2399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376929948155698930" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the first 750 in attendance received a free pink t-shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="fb_dtsg" name="fb_dtsg" value="i-2m7" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input id="post_form_id" name="post_form_id" value="d570ca5ccc151dddb43f9de77d264b8c" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-8061761753909581495?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8061761753909581495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/08/paint-park-pink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8061761753909581495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8061761753909581495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/08/paint-park-pink.html' title='Paint The Park Pink!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp6xRn2MFZI/AAAAAAAABik/gcHaAdzemSQ/s72-c/HPIM2387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-5126181046339850266</id><published>2009-07-15T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:07:44.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boys Are Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp7axaYlRPI/AAAAAAAABjc/AcnW0kmXm7M/s1600-h/Oaks3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp7axaYlRPI/AAAAAAAABjc/AcnW0kmXm7M/s320/Oaks3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376975547557823730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the release of the latest CD, the Oak Ridge Boys prove to the rest of the world what I already knew - "The Boys Are Back"!  Yeah, they don't have the radio airplay or CD sales that they once enjoyed, but William Lee Golden (70), Duane Allen (66), Richard Sterban (66) and Joe Bonsall (61) are far from retirement!  While acts such as Alabama &amp;amp; The Statler Brothers are sitting in their rocking chairs, the Mighty Oaks are still going strong!  From the title song written by Shooter Jennings, to the final cut "Live With Jesus", this CD rocks!  Their cover of The White Stripes "Seven Nation Army" is a masterpiece.  William Lee has never sounded better than he does on "Beautiful Bluebird".  Duane Allen's passion on "Mama's Table" can't be matched.  And if you've never experienced Richard's deep bass voice (not sure how that's possible unless you've lived under a rock the last 30 years), "Boom Boom" will make you an instant fan!  I can't wait to see this new music performed live!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-5126181046339850266?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/5126181046339850266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/07/boys-are-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5126181046339850266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5126181046339850266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/07/boys-are-back.html' title='The Boys Are Back!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sp7axaYlRPI/AAAAAAAABjc/AcnW0kmXm7M/s72-c/Oaks3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-1880697491374059700</id><published>2009-07-07T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:01:32.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The King Of Pop</title><content type='html'>I hadn't planned to say anything on the passing of Michael Jackson, but then I read what my friend Duane Allen, of The Oak Ridge Boys wrote, and it pretty much sums up my feelings as well, so I will share it with you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SlokK-ZxZbI/AAAAAAAABcc/SbmxexwWmLg/s1600-h/MJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357634477679011250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SlokK-ZxZbI/AAAAAAAABcc/SbmxexwWmLg/s320/MJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHILE THERE ARE QUESTIONS THAT HAVE GONE UNANSWERED ABOUT MICHAEL JACKSON AND HIS PERSONAL LIFE, HE HAS PAID OFF SOME TO NOT TALK, AND IN OTHER CASES, HE WAS TAKEN TO A COURT OF LAW AND WON THE CASES.....SO, TAKE YOUR PICK OF HOW YOU LIKE TO LOOK AT HIM, THERE ARE PLENTY OF EXAMPLES OF HIS PERSONAL LIFE FOR YOU TO OBSERVE.......I HAVE OBSERVED HIS WEIRDNESS FOR YEARS......AT ONE TIME, ONE OF THE QUESTIONS ON OUR BUS WAS, "WHO DOES MICHAEL JACKSON THINK IS WEIRD?"NOW, HE HAS TO ANSWER TO GOD.....NONE OF US KNOW HOW THAT WILL COME DOWN.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, LOOKING AT HIS ARTISTRY......I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN AMAZED AT THE TALENT I SAW IN HIM AND HIS BROTHERS FROM THE DAYS OF THEIR YOUTH.......MY RESPECT FOR HIM NEVER CHANGED AS I LEARNED OF HIS PERSONAL LIFE.......I STILL RESPECTED HIS MUSICAL ABILITIES........I ALWAYS WAS DRAWN TO HIM IN THE JACKSONS, AS I FELT THAT HE WAS THE MOST TALENTED OF ALL........I FELT THE SAME WAY ABOUT DONNIE OSMOND WITH THE OSMOND BROTHERS......I ALWAYS FELT THAT DONNIE AND MICHAEL WERE THE MAGICAL MEMBERS OF EACH FAMILY GROUP.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHILE IN NEVADA, I READ AN ACCOUNT BY DONNIE OF HIS RECENT CONVERSATIONS WITH MICHAEL.....AS DONNIE RELATED------MICHAEL WAS SO HOUNDED BY FANS AND THE MEDIA THAT AT ONE POINT RECENTLY, HE GOT A RV AND LIVED IN IT ALL OVER ARIZONA, JUST TO GET AWAY FROM THE PEOPLE WHO WERE HOUNDING HIM......CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW MISERABLE THAT WOULD BE.......MICHAEL WAS AFRAID TO EVEN GIVE OUT HIS PHONE NUMBER TO DONNIE BECAUSE HE FEARED IT WOULD BE TRACED AND PEOPLE WOULD FIND HIM.......HIS OWN POPULARITY MADE A PRISONER OF HIM, RESTRICTING HIM FOR A PERIOD OF TIME TO A RV TO JUST TRAVEL FROM ONE TOWN TO ANOTHER, NEVER EVEN GETTING OUT EXCEPT AT NIGHT, AND THAT WOULD BE ONLY WHERE THERE WERE NO PEOPLE.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, AS AN ARTIST, I DO UNDERSTAND WHAT IT IS LIKE, BEING IN A FISHBOWL.......ALL OF THE GOOD IS MULTIPLIED, AND ALL OF THE BAD IS MULTIPLIED, TOO.......EVERYTHING IS BLOWN WAY OUT OF SHAPE, AND SOMETIMES, RE-SHAPED TO FIT THE DESIRE OF A STORY-HUNGRY MEDIA PERSON JUST LOOKING FOR A NEW STORY........WHEN WE HAD "ELVIRA' WE HAD ALL KINDS OF NUT CASES COMING OUT FROM UNDER EVERY ROCK ON THE ROAD.......I MEAN, SOME REALLY CRAZY PEOPLE.....IT WAS HARD TO DEAL WITH SOME OF THEM, BUT WE HAD PLENTY OF PEOPLE AROUND US AND OTHER LAW ENFORCEMENT PEOPLE TO HANDLE THE NUT CASES........SO, I AM NOT CRITICIZING THE LIFE OR CAREER OF MICHAEL JACKSON.......I DO RECOGNIZE HIS AMAZING CONTRIBUTIONS TO THE MUSIC AND ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY......THOSE ARE, WITHOUT A DOUBT IN MY MIND, HUGE, ALMOST BEYOND BELIEF........I WAS NOT A HUGE FAN, IN THE COMMON WAY OF LOOKING AT IT, BUT, I HAD A HUGE RESPECT FOR HIM AND HIS BROTHERS.......AND, I DID RECOGNIZE THAT MILLIONS OF PEOPLE AROUND THE WORLD WERE, AND STILL ARE, HUGE FANS........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHILE I DO NOT DISMISS THE WEIRD LIFESTYLE THAT HE LED, IT DID NOT AFFECT ME IN ANY WAY.......IT IS UP TO GOD NOW TO PLACE VALUE ON HIS LIFESTYLE........I DO NOT SEND HIM RIGHT INTO THE ARMS OF JESUS, BECAUSE I DO NOT KNOW IF HE EVEN FOLLOWED JESUS.......I DO RECOGNIZE THAT AT ONE POINT IN HIS CAREER, HE WAS RECOGNIZED AS BEING THE ARTIST WHO GAVE THE MOST TO HELP CHARITIES.......I WAS REPULSED AT THE JESSE JACKSONS, AND AL SHARPTONS, WHO I CONSIDER TO BE OPPORTUNISTIC FLIM-FLAM CON ARTISTS.......THEY HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH MICHAEL JACKSON.......HOWEVER, I WAS VERY MOVED BY SOME OF THE OTHER PEOPLE WHO PERFORMED OR SPOKE AT HIS FUNERAL......BROOKE SHIELDS TOUCHED ME WITH HER STORY OF SHARING.......AND, SOME OF THE MUSIC WAS JUST FABULOUS........WHEN MICHAEL'S LITTLE GIRL SPOKE ABOUT HER LOVE FOR HER DADDY, CHURCH WAS OUT FOR ME........MAY GOD BLESS THESE THREE LITTLE CHILDREN AS THEY SEARCH FOR WAYS TO MAKE A PLACE IN THIS WORLD FOR THEM......MAY THOSE LEFT TO CARE FOR THEM TAKE CARE OF THEM, AND NOT TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THEM IS MY PRAYER.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, WHILE THE WORLD MAY BE JUDGMENTAL OF MICHAEL, I AM COMFORTABLE TO JUST SAY HE WAS WEIRD.......I AM ALSO COMFORTABLE IN SAYING THAT I BELIEVE HE WAS A MUSICAL GENIUS, EVEN THOUGH I WAS NOT A NORMAL FAN....... DUANE ALLEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-1880697491374059700?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/1880697491374059700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/07/king-of-pop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1880697491374059700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1880697491374059700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/07/king-of-pop.html' title='The King Of Pop'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SlokK-ZxZbI/AAAAAAAABcc/SbmxexwWmLg/s72-c/MJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-5914937022591115771</id><published>2009-07-07T00:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:45:21.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>America The Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, beautiful for spacious skies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For amber waves of grain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For purple mountain majesties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above the fruited plain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;America! America!God shed his grace on thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And crown thy good with brotherhood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From sea to shining sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Slogj445jLI/AAAAAAAABcU/CyUuINrts8A/s1600-h/HPIM0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357630507649174706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Slogj445jLI/AAAAAAAABcU/CyUuINrts8A/s320/HPIM0927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, beautiful for pilgrim feet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whose stern, impassioned stress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A thoroughfare of freedom beat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Across the wilderness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;America! America!God mend thine ev’ry flaw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confirm thy soul in self-control,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thy liberty in law.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SlogVuq481I/AAAAAAAABcE/TvtMzGYQljc/s1600-h/HPIM0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357630264387892050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SlogVuq481I/AAAAAAAABcE/TvtMzGYQljc/s320/HPIM0930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, beautiful for heroes proved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In liberating strife,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who more than self their country loved,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And mercy more than life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;America! America!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May God thy gold refine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till all success be nobleness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And ev’ry gain divine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Slogb3dnZPI/AAAAAAAABcM/S8VOdY5wH80/s1600-h/HPIM0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357630369827349746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Slogb3dnZPI/AAAAAAAABcM/S8VOdY5wH80/s320/HPIM0979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Oh, beautiful for patriot dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That sees beyond the years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thine alabaster cities gleam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Undimmed by human tears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;America! America!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God shed his grace on thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And crown thy good with brotherhood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From sea to shining sea.&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/8949987742523627973-5914937022591115771?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/5914937022591115771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/07/america-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5914937022591115771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5914937022591115771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/07/america-beautiful.html' title='America The Beautiful'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Slogj445jLI/AAAAAAAABcU/CyUuINrts8A/s72-c/HPIM0927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-144277542015497055</id><published>2009-06-28T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:00:20.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cardboard Classics</title><content type='html'>Summertime always makes me think of my youth - and the exhilarating feel of breaking open a new pack of baseball cards - the smell of the freshly-minted cardboard, the stale Bazooka gum, hoping to find my favorite players...  But this post isn't about those cardboard classics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever taken the time to read the coaster under your drink at Outback? If not, you must do so on your next visit, because some of them are really worth the effort! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkfYwEi3wSI/AAAAAAAABZg/cuFTb5UVgDg/s1600-h/scan0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352485002518446370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkfYwEi3wSI/AAAAAAAABZg/cuFTb5UVgDg/s320/scan0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two of the more recent coasters describe my job perfectly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkfYwUcCDII/AAAAAAAABZo/rpLtqYfXKXg/s1600-h/scan0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352485006784728194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkfYwUcCDII/AAAAAAAABZo/rpLtqYfXKXg/s320/scan0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkfYwNR7ZuI/AAAAAAAABZY/8YxR7d3QiiQ/s1600-h/HPIM2221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352485004863301346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkfYwNR7ZuI/AAAAAAAABZY/8YxR7d3QiiQ/s320/HPIM2221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkfYwkoMz4I/AAAAAAAABZw/VnMQ7IziFGM/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352485011130732418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkfYwkoMz4I/AAAAAAAABZw/VnMQ7IziFGM/s320/scan0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see more of my favorite drink coasters, you can visit my photo album on Facebook: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=27691&amp;amp;id=1323832200&amp;amp;l=69fae73f04"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=27691&amp;amp;id=1323832200&amp;amp;l=69fae73f04&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-144277542015497055?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/144277542015497055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/cardboard-classics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/144277542015497055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/144277542015497055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/cardboard-classics.html' title='Cardboard Classics'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkfYwEi3wSI/AAAAAAAABZg/cuFTb5UVgDg/s72-c/scan0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-834450259257434099</id><published>2009-06-27T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:09:22.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farrah Fawcett &amp; The Shawshank Redemption</title><content type='html'>"And so when Andy Dufresne came to me in 1949 and asked if I could smuggle Rita Hayworth into the prison for him, I said it would be no problem at all. And it wasn't." - Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption - Stephen King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that book was written about a prisoner in 1976, you can be sure Farrah would have been his poster of choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Skb6JhRrNkI/AAAAAAAABZQ/kQnEWXv47Lg/s1600-h/Farrah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352240248634684994" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Skb6JhRrNkI/AAAAAAAABZQ/kQnEWXv47Lg/s320/Farrah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy had his Rita Hayworth, and I had Farrah. First published in Life magazine in 1976, it is the best-selling pin-up poster of all time, with more than 12 million copies sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I lost a part of my childhood on Thursday, and I'm sure I'm not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 2, 1947 – June 25, 2009  RIP Farrah :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-834450259257434099?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/834450259257434099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/farrah-fawcett-shawshank-redemption.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/834450259257434099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/834450259257434099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/farrah-fawcett-shawshank-redemption.html' title='Farrah Fawcett &amp; The Shawshank Redemption'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Skb6JhRrNkI/AAAAAAAABZQ/kQnEWXv47Lg/s72-c/Farrah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-6452346179720612306</id><published>2009-06-27T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T20:20:10.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiesta Bolicha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or, in English, Bowling Party!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkbEvOmk5bI/AAAAAAAABZA/oVvPk60iuUA/s1600-h/HPIM2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352181522829206962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkbEvOmk5bI/AAAAAAAABZA/oVvPk60iuUA/s320/HPIM2211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday night, all of us Outbackers were treated to an evening of bowling. Even those who had never bowled in their life enjoyed themselves! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkbEvam0ObI/AAAAAAAABZI/EnXaS95DzE4/s1600-h/HPIM2207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352181526051436978" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkbEvam0ObI/AAAAAAAABZI/EnXaS95DzE4/s320/HPIM2207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkbEu_SpRbI/AAAAAAAABY4/QTJL3RC7ZFQ/s1600-h/HPIM2217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352181518719075762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkbEu_SpRbI/AAAAAAAABY4/QTJL3RC7ZFQ/s320/HPIM2217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkbEujdOGyI/AAAAAAAABYw/fxSbxxTsohk/s1600-h/HPIM2212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352181511247239970" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkbEujdOGyI/AAAAAAAABYw/fxSbxxTsohk/s320/HPIM2212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be the first to admit that I'm not the most athletic person in the world. I can't run, I can't jump, and I rarely exercise. I'm too short for basketball, and too small for football. I'm OK at hitting a baseball. Probably the sport I'm best suited for is golf - if it didn't bore me to death! But I do enjoy bowling, and with the exception of the occassional gutter ball, I can hold my own. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkbEudyn1uI/AAAAAAAABYo/Jo-NW1TJ1xs/s1600-h/HPIM2218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352181509726394082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkbEudyn1uI/AAAAAAAABYo/Jo-NW1TJ1xs/s320/HPIM2218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8949987742523627973-6452346179720612306?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/6452346179720612306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/fiesta-bolicha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6452346179720612306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6452346179720612306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/fiesta-bolicha.html' title='Fiesta Bolicha!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkbEvOmk5bI/AAAAAAAABZA/oVvPk60iuUA/s72-c/HPIM2211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-3519262566431018409</id><published>2009-06-23T12:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T12:20:47.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Record...</title><content type='html'>Some Mormon women sing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkELllv9x5I/AAAAAAAABUI/mz_uNLQcdco/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350570572709218194" style="WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkELllv9x5I/AAAAAAAABUI/mz_uNLQcdco/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Some Mormon women dance...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkELl9qMu2I/AAAAAAAABUQ/sKGhU2iv-1E/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350570579127483234" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkELl9qMu2I/AAAAAAAABUQ/sKGhU2iv-1E/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Mormon women write scary stories...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkELmKFZxpI/AAAAAAAABUY/6bAyX8CRak8/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350570582462809746" style="WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkELmKFZxpI/AAAAAAAABUY/6bAyX8CRak8/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Mormon women have lots of money and really great hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkELmRs7JDI/AAAAAAAABUg/kOQu4gvlgBg/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350570584507622450" style="WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkELmRs7JDI/AAAAAAAABUg/kOQu4gvlgBg/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know hundreds of Mormon women. They do all kinds of different things and live all different kinds of lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman served as a leader in the Mormon church. She recently spoke to teenage girls worldwide. She encouraged them to stand up to peer pressure, strengthen their families and serve others.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkELmdY11yI/AAAAAAAABUo/dDFgp1jT9QA/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350570587644614434" style="WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkELmdY11yI/AAAAAAAABUo/dDFgp1jT9QA/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of the Mormon women I know look like this...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkEMEh1HGVI/AAAAAAAABUw/mfxYgqyMTsY/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350571104233003346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkEMEh1HGVI/AAAAAAAABUw/mfxYgqyMTsY/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of them are marrying off their teenage daughters and-- although some may joke about wanting a sister-wife (preferably one who is really fat &amp;amp; ugly, does bathrooms and changes diapers)--none of them really want to share their husband with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Mormon guys can throw a ball...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkEME6RfSgI/AAAAAAAABU4/BfQyb4Ae6Ts/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350571110794480130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkEME6RfSgI/AAAAAAAABU4/BfQyb4Ae6Ts/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Mormon guys yell at the ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkEMFPnmbwI/AAAAAAAABVA/qVGNBMQGBNQ/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350571116524367618" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkEMFPnmbwI/AAAAAAAABVA/qVGNBMQGBNQ/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Mormon guys make scary movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkEMFHsg76I/AAAAAAAABVI/_zA82Ou5LKw/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350571114397495202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkEMFHsg76I/AAAAAAAABVI/_zA82Ou5LKw/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Mormon guys have a lot of money and really great hair...&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkEMFWWIJ5I/AAAAAAAABVQ/wYn-v1aKooU/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350571118330128274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkEMFWWIJ5I/AAAAAAAABVQ/wYn-v1aKooU/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know hundreds of Mormon guys. They do all kinds of different things and live all kinds of different lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the leaders of the Mormon church. Last year he spoke about honoring women, especially mothers, and gave advice to husbands and children about how to treat the women in their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkEMqWnDJhI/AAAAAAAABVY/Tq6TD3lYPRE/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350571754056263186" style="WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkEMqWnDJhI/AAAAAAAABVY/Tq6TD3lYPRE/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;None of the Mormon men I know look like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkEMqnz6N9I/AAAAAAAABVg/AKlrtcXLibc/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350571758673606610" style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkEMqnz6N9I/AAAAAAAABVg/AKlrtcXLibc/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Mormon men I know are honest and hard-working. They don't cheat, smoke, drink or gamble. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And TRUST ME....the last thing any of them want is another wife.&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/8949987742523627973-3519262566431018409?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/3519262566431018409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-record.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3519262566431018409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3519262566431018409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-record.html' title='For The Record...'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SkELllv9x5I/AAAAAAAABUI/mz_uNLQcdco/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-3616249593226946611</id><published>2009-06-21T12:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:59:06.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Drive 55</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sj7nCMjFZfI/AAAAAAAABTk/wGeOwPA7zP4/s1600-h/Dad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349967432276862450" style="WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sj7nCMjFZfI/AAAAAAAABTk/wGeOwPA7zP4/s320/Dad2.jpg" border="0" /&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;For Father's Day, I decided to post one of my favorite pictures of me with my Dad. Some things only get better with age - as the following pictures will prove.&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;Yesterday, as has become one of my Father's Day traditions, I went to the classic car show at Iceberg Drive Inn. Besides my cookie-dough shake, I was rewarded with seeing not 1, not 2, but 3 Mustangs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sj7m2Gik9lI/AAAAAAAABTM/JJq7j1RkK34/s1600-h/HPIM2188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349967224505693778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sj7m2Gik9lI/AAAAAAAABTM/JJq7j1RkK34/s320/HPIM2188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car of my dreams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sj7m1iIdQiI/AAAAAAAABS8/8D5xVAKRVTg/s1600-h/HPIM2178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349967214732460578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sj7m1iIdQiI/AAAAAAAABS8/8D5xVAKRVTg/s320/HPIM2178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 classics from 1966!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sj7m1xjkmLI/AAAAAAAABTE/EDnGdjy7_jw/s1600-h/HPIM2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349967218872719538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sj7m1xjkmLI/AAAAAAAABTE/EDnGdjy7_jw/s320/HPIM2183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sj7m2lpQkXI/AAAAAAAABTU/XJM4Ow4gi5o/s1600-h/HPIM2181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349967232855216498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sj7m2lpQkXI/AAAAAAAABTU/XJM4Ow4gi5o/s320/HPIM2181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sj7m2iDPUEI/AAAAAAAABTc/ONZegmTFthc/s1600-h/Dad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349967231890444354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sj7m2iDPUEI/AAAAAAAABTc/ONZegmTFthc/s320/Dad1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My love for classic cars probably began with my Dad, and his 1967 Chevelle - riding 90MPH in his lap with no seat belt! &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/8949987742523627973-3616249593226946611?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/3616249593226946611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-drive-55.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3616249593226946611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3616249593226946611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-drive-55.html' title='I Can&apos;t Drive 55'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sj7nCMjFZfI/AAAAAAAABTk/wGeOwPA7zP4/s72-c/Dad2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-653059392260997150</id><published>2009-06-17T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:33:38.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Men Are Just Happier People--</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just in time for Father's Day - here are the "rules." They are all numbered "1" on purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Men are NOT mind readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Sunday Sports - it's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Crying is blackmail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one. Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. "Yes and "No" are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. If something we said can be interpret two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant it the other way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Men only see in 16 colors. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what "mauve" is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Anything we said six months ago is inadmissable in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. When we go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine... really! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sjm1UZkkUPI/AAAAAAAABSs/trA2U_7gPE0/s1600-h/Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348505394545447154" style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sjm1UZkkUPI/AAAAAAAABSs/trA2U_7gPE0/s320/Dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men Are Just Happier People--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you expect from such simple creatures? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack.You can never be pregnant. Car Mechanics tell you the truth. You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky. You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. Wrinkles add character. Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental-$100. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People never stare at your chest when you are talking to them. The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected. New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. One mood all the time. Phone conservations are over in 30 seconds flat. A 5 day vacation requires only one suitcase . You can open all of your own jars. You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. Everything on your face stays its original color. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe even decades. You only have to shave your face and neck. You can play with toys all your life. Your belly usually hides you big hips. One wallet and one pair of shoes one color for all seasons. You can wear shorts no matter what how your legs look. You can "do" your nails with a pocket knife. You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache. You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wonder men are happier! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-653059392260997150?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/653059392260997150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/men-are-just-happier-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/653059392260997150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/653059392260997150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/men-are-just-happier-people.html' title='Men Are Just Happier People--'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sjm1UZkkUPI/AAAAAAAABSs/trA2U_7gPE0/s72-c/Dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-7843327940741492848</id><published>2009-06-16T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:45:01.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Lessons</title><content type='html'>1.       Life isn't fair, but it's still good.&lt;br /&gt;2.       When in doubt, just take the next small step.&lt;br /&gt;3.       Life is too short to waste time hating anyone...&lt;br /&gt;4.       Your job won't take care of you when you are sick.  Your friends and parents will.  Stay in touch.&lt;br /&gt;5.       Pay off your credit cards every month.&lt;br /&gt;6.       You don't have to win every argument.  Agree to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;7.       Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.&lt;br /&gt;8.       It's OK to get angry with God.  He can take it.&lt;br /&gt;9.       Save for retirement starting with your first pay cheque.&lt;br /&gt;10.     When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.&lt;br /&gt;11.     Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.&lt;br /&gt;12.     It's OK to let your children see you cry.&lt;br /&gt;13.     Don't compare your life to others.  You have no idea what their journey is all about.&lt;br /&gt;14.     If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.&lt;br /&gt;15.     Everything can change in the blink of an eye.  But don't worry; God never blinks.&lt;br /&gt;16.     Take a deep breath.  It calms the mind.&lt;br /&gt;17.     Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.&lt;br /&gt;18.     Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.&lt;br /&gt;19.     It's never too late to have a happy childhood.  But the second one is up to you and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;20.     When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;21.     Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion, today is special.&lt;br /&gt;22.     Over prepare, then go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;23.     Be eccentric now.  Don't wait for old age to wear purple.&lt;br /&gt;24.     The most important sex organ is the brain.&lt;br /&gt;25.     No one is in charge of your happiness but you.&lt;br /&gt;26.     Frame every so-called disaster with these words 'In five years, will this matter?'&lt;br /&gt;27.     Always choose life.&lt;br /&gt;28.     Forgive everyone everything.&lt;br /&gt;29.     What other people think of you is none of your business.&lt;br /&gt;30.     Time heals almost everything.  Give time.&lt;br /&gt;31.     However good or bad a situation is, it will change.&lt;br /&gt;32.     Don't take yourself so seriously.  No one else does.&lt;br /&gt;33.     Believe in miracles.&lt;br /&gt;34.     God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.&lt;br /&gt;35.     Don't audit life.  Show up and make the most of it now&lt;br /&gt;.36.     Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.&lt;br /&gt;37.     Your children get only one childhood.&lt;br /&gt;38.     All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.&lt;br /&gt;39.     Get outside every day.  Miracles are waiting everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;40.     If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.&lt;br /&gt;41.     Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.&lt;br /&gt;42.     The best is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;43.     No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.&lt;br /&gt;44.     Yield.&lt;br /&gt;45.     Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-7843327940741492848?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/7843327940741492848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/lifes-lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7843327940741492848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7843327940741492848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/lifes-lessons.html' title='Life&apos;s Lessons'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8394373601433199394</id><published>2009-06-11T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T23:58:14.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Inspiration</title><content type='html'>"Never take a person for granted. Cherish everyone because one day you may wake up and realize you missed a diamond while you were busy collecting stones." - Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People are often unreasonable and self-centered. Forgive them anyway. If you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives. Be kind anyway. If you are honest, people may cheat you. Be honest anyway. The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway. Give the world the best you have, and it may never be good enough. Do good anyway. For you see, in the end, it is between you and God. It never was betweeen you and them anyway." - Mother Teresa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-8394373601433199394?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8394373601433199394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8394373601433199394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8394373601433199394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-inspiration.html' title='Today&apos;s Inspiration'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-6901144123966302593</id><published>2009-06-09T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:54:37.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've added a playlist of a sampling of some of my favorite music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As you will notice, there are 5 songs by Rush. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SJJ7snI6FWI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/W9gsq-aq4Xs/s1600-h/Moving+Pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229378123681371490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SJJ7snI6FWI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/W9gsq-aq4Xs/s320/Moving+Pictures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Their album "Moving Pictures", 27 years after it's release, is still my all-time favorite. Flashback 1981: It was after midnight, and I was listening to my clock radio when I heard "Tom Sawyer" for the first time. Even playing on that tiny mono speaker, I heard the power of those drums and the intensity of the band, Rush. Things would never be the same for me. By the age of 4, my son Phil was able to answer 2 questions - "Who's the lead singer for Rush?", and "Who's the best drummer in the world?" Of course, his answers were Geddy Lee, and Neal Peart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was first introduced to "Weird Al" Yankovic in 1984. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Si64Vj1yz1I/AAAAAAAABR8/PrSV7TI0R1w/s1600-h/Al.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345412488272990034" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Si64Vj1yz1I/AAAAAAAABR8/PrSV7TI0R1w/s320/Al.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The DJ's at Q-FM96 in Columbus, Ohio, had just obtained a copy of his "In 3D" album, and were playing "I Lost On Jeopardy" - Al's parody of a song made famous by the Greg Kihn Band. That was followed by "The Brady Bunch" - a parody of "The Safety Dance" by Men Without Hats. I was laughing so hard I had tears in my eyes, and have been a fan ever since!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Oak Ridge Boys - Joe Bonsall, Richard Sterban, Duane Allen, and William Lee Golden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Si65ufFZX1I/AAAAAAAABSM/Mun9jgOLXTk/s1600-h/Oaks.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345414016004611922" style="WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Si65ufFZX1I/AAAAAAAABSM/Mun9jgOLXTk/s320/Oaks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I grew up listening to country music, but no act has had such a profound influence on me as "The Mighty Oaks"! Their 4-part harmony rocks my world! I'm happy to call Joe my friend. Duane is steady as a rock. So glad William Lee was welcomed back with open arms. From the first time I saw them live in 1978, I've followed their every move, and celebrated their success! Oom Poppa Oom Poppa Mow Mow - I only wish I could sing as low as Richard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being surrounded by country music as a kid wasn't a bad thing - I got to meet a lot of the great ones. But it also made me into somewhat of a rebel at times - hence, my love affair with the classic heavy-metal band Kiss!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sj7kHHqbi9I/AAAAAAAABS0/ZfnQClLaJrM/s1600-h/Love+Gun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349964218329959378" style="WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sj7kHHqbi9I/AAAAAAAABS0/ZfnQClLaJrM/s320/Love+Gun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-6901144123966302593?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/6901144123966302593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2008/07/moving-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6901144123966302593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6901144123966302593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2008/07/moving-pictures.html' title='Moving Pictures'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SJJ7snI6FWI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/W9gsq-aq4Xs/s72-c/Moving+Pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-3507087295985166527</id><published>2009-06-07T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T16:21:32.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working on a building</title><content type='html'>I'd heard this quote before, but I just found out today that it is from C. S. Lewis in 1952:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SiyTyzlEkfI/AAAAAAAABRs/IVlwBObHZ1c/s1600-h/CS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344809358830375410" style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SiyTyzlEkfI/AAAAAAAABRs/IVlwBObHZ1c/s320/CS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on: you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently He starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make sense. What on earth is He up to? The explanation is that He is building quite a different house from the one you thought of — throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards. You thought you were going to be made into a decent little cottage: but He is building a palace. He intends to come and live in it Himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-3507087295985166527?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/3507087295985166527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/working-on-building.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3507087295985166527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3507087295985166527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/working-on-building.html' title='Working on a building'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SiyTyzlEkfI/AAAAAAAABRs/IVlwBObHZ1c/s72-c/CS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-4890105482669653498</id><published>2009-06-07T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T14:15:29.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing Adversity</title><content type='html'>It seems everyone is going through hard times.  I sat here this morning, feeling quite depressed at my current state of affairs - then started reading about the trials one of my friends is facing.  Her brother passed away in January, now, only a few months later, they've found out they may lose his wife as well.  We all pray for a kidney transplant - so that a precious little girl won't be an orphan before she turns 3!  So I started out today needing comfort, and ended up being in a position to give comfort - through the following from Henry B. Eyring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With all the differences in our lives, we have at least one challenge in common. We all must deal with adversity. There may be periods, sometimes long ones, when our lives seem to flow with little difficulty. But it is in the nature of our being human that comfort gives way to distress, periods of good health come to an end, and misfortunes arrive. Particularly when the comfortable times have gone on for a while, the arrival of suffering or the loss of material security can bring fear and sometimes even anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anger comes at least in part from a feeling that what is happening is unfair. The good health and the serene sense of being secure can become to seem deserved and natural. When they vanish, a feeling of injustice can come. Even a brave man I knew wept and cried out in his physical suffering to those who ministered to him: “I have always tried to be good. How could this happen?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aching for an answer to “How could this happen?” becomes even more painful when those struggling include those we love. And it is especially hard for us to accept when those afflicted seem to us to be blameless. Then the distress can shake faith in the reality of a loving and all-powerful God. Some of us have seen such doubt come to infect a whole generation of people in times of war or famine. Such doubt can grow and spread until some may turn away from God, whom they charge with being indifferent or cruel. And if unchecked, those feelings can lead to loss of faith that there is a God at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My purpose today is to assure you that our Heavenly Father and the Savior live and that They love all humanity. The very opportunity for us to face adversity and affliction is part of the evidence of Their infinite love. God gave us the gift of living in mortality so that we could be prepared to receive the greatest of all the gifts of God, which is eternal life. Then our spirits will be changed. We will become able to want what God wants, to think as He thinks, and thus be prepared for the trust of an endless posterity to teach and to lead through tests to be raised up to qualify to live forever in eternal life.... We are prepared for so great a trust by passing through trying and testing experiences in mortality. That education can come only as we are subject to trials while serving God and others for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord always suits the relief to the person in need to best strengthen and purify him or her. Often it will come in the inspiration to do what might seem especially hard for the person who needs help himself. One of the great trials of life is losing to death a beloved husband or wife. The Lord knows the needs of those separated from loved ones by death. He saw the pain of widows and knew of their needs from His earthly experience. He asked a beloved Apostle, from the agony of the cross, to care for His widowed mother, who would now lose a son. He now feels the needs of husbands who lose their wives and the needs of wives who are left alone by death.&lt;br /&gt;Most of us know widows who need attention. What touches me is to hear, as I have, of an older widow whom I was intending to visit again having been inspired to visit a younger widow to comfort her. A widow needing comfort herself was sent to comfort another. The Lord helped and blessed two widows by inspiring them to encourage each other. So He gave succor to them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bear you my testimony that God the Father lives. He set a course for each of us that can polish and perfect us to be with Him. I testify that the Savior lives. His Atonement makes possible our being purified as we keep His commandments and our sacred covenants. And I know from my own experience that He can and will give us strength to rise through every trial. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-4890105482669653498?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/4890105482669653498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/facing-adversity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4890105482669653498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4890105482669653498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/facing-adversity.html' title='Facing Adversity'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-6472642400059981291</id><published>2009-06-07T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T12:34:44.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Who's 40!</title><content type='html'>Friday night, I attended a birthday party. The guest of honor was Than Johnson, who is turning 40! From the "meteor" sandwiches, to the "mars-mellow" salad, and lets not forget Than's NASA uniform - it was an evening that was truly "Out Of This World"!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Siv5BYbwf6I/AAAAAAAABQ0/3ra8wvpKapE/s1600-h/HPIM2134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344639184939286434" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Siv5BYbwf6I/AAAAAAAABQ0/3ra8wvpKapE/s320/HPIM2134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Siv5Bz0qG9I/AAAAAAAABRE/01SlYNW3zMw/s1600-h/HPIM2143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344639192291482578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Siv5Bz0qG9I/AAAAAAAABRE/01SlYNW3zMw/s320/HPIM2143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Siv5Bg8xstI/AAAAAAAABQ8/rAiXB8GVsVc/s1600-h/HPIM2141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344639187225260754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Siv5Bg8xstI/AAAAAAAABQ8/rAiXB8GVsVc/s320/HPIM2141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-6472642400059981291?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/6472642400059981291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/look-whos-40.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6472642400059981291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6472642400059981291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/look-whos-40.html' title='Look Who&apos;s 40!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Siv5BYbwf6I/AAAAAAAABQ0/3ra8wvpKapE/s72-c/HPIM2134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-4577456574493033420</id><published>2009-06-07T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:52:42.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels Landing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Last month, a group of us from Outback &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgsM7PMvXQI/AAAAAAAABOA/14CG0s_0_nc/s1600-h/HPIM2062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335372395382267138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgsM7PMvXQI/AAAAAAAABOA/14CG0s_0_nc/s320/HPIM2062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went hiking at Zion National Park. Though I am out of shape and haven't hiked in over 4 years, I tried the Angels Landing hike. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgsKI5M9t2I/AAAAAAAABNQ/8OImoRZm064/s1600-h/HPIM2040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335369331460912994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgsKI5M9t2I/AAAAAAAABNQ/8OImoRZm064/s320/HPIM2040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to stop several times along the way to catch my breath, and didn't quite make it to the top - but I am proud of how much I did accomplish! It is a 5 mile hike, so based on where I stopped before heading back, I completed at least 4.5 miles! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;At &lt;a href="http://www.zionnationalpark.com/"&gt;http://www.zionnationalpark.com/&lt;/a&gt; is the following description: The Angels Landing Trail is one of the most famous and thrilling hikes in the national park system. Zion's pride and joy runs along a narrow rock fin with dizzying drop-offs on both sides. The trail culminates at a lofty perch, boasting magnificent views in every direction. Rarely is such an intimidating path so frequented by hikers. One would think that this narrow ridge with deep chasms on each of its flanks would allure only the most intrepid of hikers. Climbers scale its big wall; hikers pull themselves up by chains and sightseers stand in awe at its stunning nobility. The towering monolith is one of the most recognizable landmarks in the Southwest. This busy path begins by traveling through a riparian woodland of cottonwood, pinyon pines and junipers. It's a steady 2 mile uphill trek as the trail ascends a series of switchbacks up the steep West Rim Trail. Much of the path hugs the side of the sun baked mountain offering an outstanding vista below of a shimmering river, billowy cottonwood trees and a rich collection of stone. A few ambitious trees are tenaciously growing in cracks high on the sheer cliff, adding bits of green between sections of rock that is stained by iron oxide and desert varnish. Just before the trail spills onto Scout Lookout, it's time to 'squiggle the wiggles,' as they ascend the steep twenty-one sharp zig-zags to a scenic plateau. Hikers will navigate the next half-mile along a narrow sandstone isthmus with sheer cliffs on both sides. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgsKI_mtUDI/AAAAAAAABNY/tJD_hqcLDK8/s1600-h/HPIM2056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335369333179502642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgsKI_mtUDI/AAAAAAAABNY/tJD_hqcLDK8/s320/HPIM2056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The narrow and arduous trail drops 1200' on one side and 800' on the other. Chipmunks scurry carelessly along the ridge, finding bits of shade under the few trees that have found a weakness in which to burrow their roots. The summit offers i incomparable, fairytale views. Almost 1500' below, the Virgin River winds around the Organ. The Great White Throne seems only a stones throw away when standing at the end of the trail. Looking northeast across the canyon is Observation Point and to the east is Cable Mountain. Look closely to see the preserved cable-works structure on Cable Mountain. While exploring Zion in 1916, Frederick Fisher exclaimed, "only an angel could land on it," and thus the monolith was named Angels Landing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgsJqb3TavI/AAAAAAAABNI/GNZYKSpxJDM/s1600-h/Angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335368808189356786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgsJqb3TavI/AAAAAAAABNI/GNZYKSpxJDM/s320/Angels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stopped and rested under the lone tree visible in this picture from the website. It was there where I waited for Kevin, Carrie, Dave, &amp;amp; Chris to climb back down. Jordan, Dez, &amp;amp; Nicole had taken a different hike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgsK98zfgiI/AAAAAAAABNo/IUyuzJ9Dgz4/s1600-h/HPIM2044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335370242960884258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgsK98zfgiI/AAAAAAAABNo/IUyuzJ9Dgz4/s320/HPIM2044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgsK96Ed7yI/AAAAAAAABNw/LQzKui7EF9Q/s1600-h/HPIM2057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335370242226777890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgsK96Ed7yI/AAAAAAAABNw/LQzKui7EF9Q/s320/HPIM2057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-4577456574493033420?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/4577456574493033420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-landing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4577456574493033420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4577456574493033420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-landing.html' title='Angels Landing'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgsM7PMvXQI/AAAAAAAABOA/14CG0s_0_nc/s72-c/HPIM2062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-2345650576580931501</id><published>2009-06-04T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:40:22.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you, to all of my angels!</title><content type='html'>"I have spoken . . . of heavenly help, of angels dispatched to bless us in time of need. But when we speak of those who are instruments in the hand of God, we are reminded that not all angels are from the other side of the veil. Some of them we walk with and talk with—here, now, every day. Some of them reside in our own neighborhoods. Some of them gave birth to us, and in my case, one of them consented to marry me. Indeed heaven never seems closer than when we see the love of God manifested in the kindness and devotion of people so good and so pure that angelic is the only word that comes to mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey R. Holland&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-2345650576580931501?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/2345650576580931501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you-to-all-of-my-angels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/2345650576580931501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/2345650576580931501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you-to-all-of-my-angels.html' title='Thank you, to all of my angels!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-1159602145131355828</id><published>2009-06-03T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:20:26.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter in Idaho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Easter has always been my favorite holiday, and it was made extra special this year because I was able to visit my son &amp;amp; grandson in Idaho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My weekend there was fun, but very tiring! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SeYwjOK-IaI/AAAAAAAABCI/3rvEcpqYlPM/s1600-h/9a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324996991069856162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SeYwjOK-IaI/AAAAAAAABCI/3rvEcpqYlPM/s320/9a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gage has more energy than my 2 kids had combined! Plus the 9-hour drive each way was draining... But it had been over a year since I'd seen my adorable grandson, and I'd do it all over again in a heartbeat!&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;Gage had fun decorating eggs on Saturday night - check out his green fingers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SeYwiXJbEbI/AAAAAAAABBo/PaUDCfnr8fI/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324996976299413938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SeYwiXJbEbI/AAAAAAAABBo/PaUDCfnr8fI/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SeYwiVYWSgI/AAAAAAAABBw/2TwbCbMZeOo/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324996975825144322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SeYwiVYWSgI/AAAAAAAABBw/2TwbCbMZeOo/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SeYwiyCFglI/AAAAAAAABB4/ei1DH48n6fc/s1600-h/9d.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324996983516398162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SeYwiyCFglI/AAAAAAAABB4/ei1DH48n6fc/s320/9d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We had an Easter egg hunt on Sunday morning, and as you can see, he filled his basket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SeYwi4x5rEI/AAAAAAAABCA/_s-a8vIwmWg/s1600-h/Gage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324996985327561794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SeYwi4x5rEI/AAAAAAAABCA/_s-a8vIwmWg/s320/Gage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We had his pictures taken on Monday, and he is such a flirt! I was impressed with how well he behaved during the photo session. You could never tell from this picture that he was being a typical tantrum-throwing 3-year old just moments before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a really good mini-vacation. I even got to eat at 4 of my 5 favorite restaurants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SiyCkY2lzAI/AAAAAAAABRk/TqfB5tcgmBE/s1600-h/HPIM1953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344790419440258050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SiyCkY2lzAI/AAAAAAAABRk/TqfB5tcgmBE/s320/HPIM1953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-1159602145131355828?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/1159602145131355828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-in-idaho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1159602145131355828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1159602145131355828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-in-idaho.html' title='Easter in Idaho'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SeYwjOK-IaI/AAAAAAAABCI/3rvEcpqYlPM/s72-c/9a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-4308498605776820784</id><published>2009-06-02T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:57:27.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today is my Mom's 65th Birthday. I don't worry about announcing her age to the world - because she's been claiming Senior Citizen discounts for some time now. She herself says though, that she is way too young to have a son as old as me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Skliz6qM3FI/AAAAAAAABa4/SNyxfne028Y/s1600-h/scan0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352918276165655634" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Skliz6qM3FI/AAAAAAAABa4/SNyxfne028Y/s320/scan0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Skli0NuCwyI/AAAAAAAABbA/JJPF6jc8jFs/s1600-h/scan0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352918281282044706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Skli0NuCwyI/AAAAAAAABbA/JJPF6jc8jFs/s320/scan0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sic-SJOGCNI/AAAAAAAABP8/WbmDjJKJRs4/s1600-h/45th+-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/8949987742523627973-4308498605776820784?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/4308498605776820784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4308498605776820784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4308498605776820784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mom!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Skliz6qM3FI/AAAAAAAABa4/SNyxfne028Y/s72-c/scan0024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-6469917540851534466</id><published>2009-06-02T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T01:11:14.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive</title><content type='html'>May today there be peace within.&lt;br /&gt;May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith.&lt;br /&gt;May you use those gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you.&lt;br /&gt;May you be confident knowing you are a child of God.&lt;br /&gt;Let this presence settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lesson learned?  Chain e-mails are annoying, but even there, I can find uplifting thoughts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-6469917540851534466?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/6469917540851534466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/prayer-is-one-of-best-free-gifts-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6469917540851534466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6469917540851534466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/prayer-is-one-of-best-free-gifts-we.html' title='Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-4765522741910316458</id><published>2009-06-01T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:02:57.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Told You So</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;OK - When Randy Travis first came out with this song in 1987, I thought it was a classic country tune. And I'll admit, I'm not the biggest fan of people doing re-makes on songs that were perfect to begin with. But the lovely &amp;amp; talented Carrie Underwood proves that you CAN top perfection!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SiSHwkZ8hiI/AAAAAAAABP0/MrLmtTqH1Qw/s1600-h/Underwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342544326444221986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SiSHwkZ8hiI/AAAAAAAABP0/MrLmtTqH1Qw/s320/Underwood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suppose I called you up tonight and told you that I loved you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And suppose I said "I wanna come back home". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And suppose I cried and said "I think I finally learned my lesson" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm tired a-spendin' all my time alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I told you that I realized you're all I ever wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's killin' me to be so far away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you tell me that you loved me too and would we cry together? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or would you simply laugh at me and say: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I told you so, oh I told you so &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told you some day you come crawling back and asking me to take you in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told you so, but you had to go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I got down on my knees and told you I was yours forever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you get down on yours too and take my hand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would we get that old time feelin', would we laugh and talk for hours &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way we did when our love first began?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you tell me that you'd missed me too and that you'd been so lonely &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you waited for the day that I return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we'd live in love forever and that I'm your one and only&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or would you say the tables finally turned? Would you say: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I told you so, oh I told you so &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told you some day you come crawling back and asking me to take you in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told you so, but you have to go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-4765522741910316458?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/4765522741910316458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-told-you-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4765522741910316458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4765522741910316458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-told-you-so.html' title='I Told You So'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SiSHwkZ8hiI/AAAAAAAABP0/MrLmtTqH1Qw/s72-c/Underwood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-2337559825968599014</id><published>2009-06-01T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:43:21.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Advice</title><content type='html'>"When tempted to 'fight fire with fire,' remember that the fire department usually uses water." --S.I. Hayakawa (1906-1992)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-2337559825968599014?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/2337559825968599014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-advice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/2337559825968599014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/2337559825968599014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-advice.html' title='Good Advice'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-3667525784936589100</id><published>2009-05-31T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:14:45.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things As They Really Are</title><content type='html'>"If the adversary cannot entice us to misuse our physical bodies, then one of his most potent tactics is to beguile you and me as embodied spirits to disconnect gradually and physically from things as they really are. In essence, he encourages us to think and act as if we were in our premortal, unembodied state. And, if we let him, he can cunningly employ some aspects of modern technology to accomplish his purposes. Please be careful of becoming so immersed and engrossed in pixels, texting, ear buds, twittering, online social networking, and potentially addictive uses of media and the Internet that you fail to recognize the importance of your physical body and miss the richness of person-to-person communication. Beware of digital displays and data in many forms of computer-mediated interaction that can displace the full range of physical capacity and experience."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!  Are you like me, and spending way too much time online?  Have you fallen into the trap of texting instead of real phone conversations?  These, and many other distractions are part of Satan's plan to make us miserable, just as he is.  For more on this subject, I encourage you to read David A Bednar's full message, given May 3, 2009  &lt;a href="http://lds.org/library/display/0,4945,538-1-4830-1,00.html"&gt;http://lds.org/library/display/0,4945,538-1-4830-1,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-3667525784936589100?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/3667525784936589100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-as-they-really-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3667525784936589100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/3667525784936589100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-as-they-really-are.html' title='Things As They Really Are'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-1515831208954622806</id><published>2009-05-30T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:02:41.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace be unto thy soul</title><content type='html'>This morning before leaving for work, I found this quote from Howard W. Hunter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SiIMM4Q4AcI/AAAAAAAABPM/JvJTGvnXUK0/s1600-h/Hunter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341845523415957954" style="WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SiIMM4Q4AcI/AAAAAAAABPM/JvJTGvnXUK0/s320/Hunter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When resistance and opposition are greatest, our faith, commitment, and growth have the greatest opportunity for advancement; when opposition is least, the tendency is to be complacent and lose faith."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really made me stop and think - because I've felt just the opposite lately - like my adversity was causing me to lose faith. But then I remember that "all these things shall give thee experience, and be for thy good" - and also "thine adversity and thine afflictions shall be but a small moment."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-1515831208954622806?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/1515831208954622806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/peace-be-unto-thy-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1515831208954622806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/1515831208954622806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/peace-be-unto-thy-soul.html' title='Peace be unto thy soul'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SiIMM4Q4AcI/AAAAAAAABPM/JvJTGvnXUK0/s72-c/Hunter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-9018492840065024290</id><published>2009-05-30T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T16:33:18.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Car Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Earlier this month, a car show was held in downtown St. George, and I was lucky enough to be off work in time to stop by. I always enjoy checking out these classic cars. I am really impressed with cars that are older than I am, and in better condition too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgZNkC45H9I/AAAAAAAABMo/etnZXPw6yG4/s1600-h/HPIM2021.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334036090313056210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgZNkC45H9I/AAAAAAAABMo/etnZXPw6yG4/s320/HPIM2021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I head for the Oldsmobiles first, because my first car was a 1970 Oldsmobile Cutlass Fastback - which I still think was the most beautiful car ever made. Today I saw this 1950 Olds - too bad it wasn't green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgZQBZ38xqI/AAAAAAAABNA/s_mO1X99_Ic/s1600-h/HPIM2022.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334038793722578594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgZQBZ38xqI/AAAAAAAABNA/s_mO1X99_Ic/s320/HPIM2022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was disappointed to see only 1 Mustang - this 1966 hard top.  It is still my dream to own a Mustang Convertible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgZNkvdpFPI/AAAAAAAABM4/1HkKku4OVDY/s1600-h/HPIM2024.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334036102278354162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgZNkvdpFPI/AAAAAAAABM4/1HkKku4OVDY/s320/HPIM2024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The 1957 Chevy is an all-time classic, and every car show has at least one on display. But how many have an engine looking this good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-9018492840065024290?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/9018492840065024290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/classic-car-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/9018492840065024290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/9018492840065024290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/classic-car-show.html' title='Classic Car Show'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SgZNkC45H9I/AAAAAAAABMo/etnZXPw6yG4/s72-c/HPIM2021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-5214889872249957753</id><published>2009-05-30T01:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T12:15:24.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George RoadRunners</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was expecting a busy day at work, but it was so slow, I was able to leave at 6:00. Off by 6:00 on a Friday night? What would I do with myself!?! Go to a baseball game, of course! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SEtafvHT1XI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9HCHHckFpCo/s1600-h/Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209356895253681522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SEtafvHT1XI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9HCHHckFpCo/s320/Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Si_oVv6Vs2I/AAAAAAAABSc/ROuq2sEYzHU/s1600-h/HPIM2107.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345746743048123234" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Si_oVv6Vs2I/AAAAAAAABSc/ROuq2sEYzHU/s320/HPIM2107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The St. George RoadRunners &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stgeorgeroadrunners.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://www.stgeorgeroadrunners.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; are our team in the Golden Baseball League &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goldenbaseball.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://www.goldenbaseball.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, which began play in May 2005. The RoadRunners joined the league in 2007, bringing minor league baseball back to St. George after a 5 year absence. They play at Bruce Hurst Field, on the Dixie State College campus. They are managed by former major league all-star Cory Snyder. Tonight they played the Edmonton Capitals. The game was good, and we won 9-5! They are now 4-2 for the season. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Si_oV3ut0XI/AAAAAAAABSk/D1HY9aR9l4M/s1600-h/HPIM2112.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345746745146855794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Si_oV3ut0XI/AAAAAAAABSk/D1HY9aR9l4M/s320/HPIM2112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Si_oVaMVZiI/AAAAAAAABSU/L0xcnxCsK7A/s1600-h/Cory.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345746737218020898" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Si_oVaMVZiI/AAAAAAAABSU/L0xcnxCsK7A/s320/Cory.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-5214889872249957753?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/5214889872249957753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2008/06/st-george-roadrunners.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5214889872249957753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/5214889872249957753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2008/06/st-george-roadrunners.html' title='St. George RoadRunners'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SEtafvHT1XI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9HCHHckFpCo/s72-c/Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-8805782432914084976</id><published>2009-05-28T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:38:33.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Climb</title><content type='html'>For as long as I can remember, music has always inspired me. Today, I am inspired by these words by Miley Cyrus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can almost see it&lt;br /&gt;That dream I'm dreaming but&lt;br /&gt;There's a voice inside my head sayin,&lt;br /&gt;You'll never reach it,&lt;br /&gt;Every step I'm taking,&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make feels&lt;br /&gt;Lost with no direction&lt;br /&gt;My faith is shaking but&lt;br /&gt;I got to keep trying&lt;br /&gt;Got to keep my head held high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sh9YcUGSJHI/AAAAAAAABPE/tdlRUXdlmG4/s1600-h/Miley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341084926539342962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sh9YcUGSJHI/AAAAAAAABPE/tdlRUXdlmG4/s320/Miley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The struggles I'm facing,&lt;br /&gt;The chances I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes might knock me down but&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not breaking&lt;br /&gt;I may not know it&lt;br /&gt;But these are the moments that&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to remember most yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just got to keep going&lt;br /&gt;And I, I got to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on, cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-8805782432914084976?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/8805782432914084976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/climb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8805782432914084976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/8805782432914084976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/climb.html' title='The Climb'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sh9YcUGSJHI/AAAAAAAABPE/tdlRUXdlmG4/s72-c/Miley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-673397770986365506</id><published>2009-05-28T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:02:03.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words</title><content type='html'>I've spent entirely too much time online lately, but not all of it has been unproductive.  I've found some awesome quotes which have helped me to put things in perspective:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People say love hurts, but it's not true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. Don't confuse these things with love, because in reality, Love is the only thing in this world that covers up all the pain and makes us feel good again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes we need to stop analyzing the past~stop planning the future~stop trying to figure out precisely how we feel~stop deciding with our mind what we want our heart to feel~sometimes we just have to go with...whatever happens~happens."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-673397770986365506?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/673397770986365506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/friend-is-someone-who-knows-song-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/673397770986365506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/673397770986365506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/friend-is-someone-who-knows-song-in.html' title='A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-4114349907994594296</id><published>2009-05-28T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:03:21.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings far more valuable than material possesions</title><content type='html'>Another item high on my list of things I am thankful for, is the scriptures. My favorite passage at the moment is the following from Matthew, chapter 11:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sh8zqt5x8tI/AAAAAAAABOs/IrEiC6acE7o/s1600-h/Scriptures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341044492054164178" style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sh8zqt5x8tI/AAAAAAAABOs/IrEiC6acE7o/s320/Scriptures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-4114349907994594296?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/4114349907994594296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-thing-high-on-my-list-of-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4114349907994594296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4114349907994594296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-thing-high-on-my-list-of-things.html' title='Blessings far more valuable than material possesions'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sh8zqt5x8tI/AAAAAAAABOs/IrEiC6acE7o/s72-c/Scriptures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-6914820825340362255</id><published>2009-05-27T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:01:39.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Wheels!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes, when it rains, it pours. That's how I felt when I lost the transmission in my van - the night before I had to move - and had no way to get it fixed or replaced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, thanks to a friend from church, I am driving this 1993 Plymouth Acclaim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sb3HrXLtkFI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/XdYf-NpH1JA/s1600-h/HPIM1859.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313622683138494546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sb3HrXLtkFI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/XdYf-NpH1JA/s320/HPIM1859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even close to new, but new to me - and it gets me to work and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to everyone who helped me over the last while - I appreciate all of you so much! It feels good to have my own transportation again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-6914820825340362255?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/6914820825340362255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-wheels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6914820825340362255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/6914820825340362255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-wheels.html' title='New Wheels!'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sb3HrXLtkFI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/XdYf-NpH1JA/s72-c/HPIM1859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-7633806995177747354</id><published>2009-05-27T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:33:03.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Roof Over My Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sh4N5ecRaYI/AAAAAAAABOk/Ck3UummtiIQ/s1600-h/HPIM1852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340721489183336834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sh4N5ecRaYI/AAAAAAAABOk/Ck3UummtiIQ/s320/HPIM1852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friend suggested that I should make a daily list of things I am thankful for. At the top of my list, is my gratitude to a great friend who has welcomed me into his home while I'm going through this difficult time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sh86Pl2AUdI/AAAAAAAABO0/cdEkv5GIF3M/s1600-h/HPIM1865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341051722615771602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sh86Pl2AUdI/AAAAAAAABO0/cdEkv5GIF3M/s320/HPIM1865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't play, but that doesn't keep me from appreciating the beauty of this golfing community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sh86P3M8zjI/AAAAAAAABO8/k58euk2fEV4/s1600-h/HPIM1857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341051727275413042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sh86P3M8zjI/AAAAAAAABO8/k58euk2fEV4/s320/HPIM1857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The view of downtown St. George from here is spectacular, in fact, I can't wait to watch the 4th of July fireworks from this location!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-7633806995177747354?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/7633806995177747354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/roof-over-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7633806995177747354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7633806995177747354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/roof-over-my-head.html' title='A Roof Over My Head'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/Sh4N5ecRaYI/AAAAAAAABOk/Ck3UummtiIQ/s72-c/HPIM1852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-4641377389031142941</id><published>2009-05-27T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:55:09.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On My Own</title><content type='html'>They say everything happens for a reason.  Maybe that is a cliche I could use to explain why I'm single again.  They also say that all good things must come to an end.  Perhaps that is why I find myself alone each night when I come home from work.  I have so many questions, so many doubts, so many fears.  I am thankful for all of the kind words from my friends - who have taught me I can't change the past, nor worry about the future.  All I can do is live for today, and make the most of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-4641377389031142941?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/feeds/4641377389031142941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-my-own.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4641377389031142941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/4641377389031142941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-my-own.html' title='On My Own'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8949987742523627973.post-7560065516290723447</id><published>2009-05-25T16:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:08:26.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>G.I. Joe &amp; Lillie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This Memorial Day, I recommend to you a book written by my friend Joe Bonsall, of the Oak Ridge Boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SDsqf1UwFkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zZhdn22uy2Q/s1600-h/G.I.+Joe+&amp;amp;+Lillie.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204800520735168066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SDsqf1UwFkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zZhdn22uy2Q/s320/G.I.+Joe+%26+Lillie.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His book "G.I. Joe &amp;amp; Lillie" is a beautifully written love story, about his parents - Joseph Sloan Bonsall, who served in the United States Army during World War II, and Lillie Maude Collins, who served in the United States Women's Army Corps. The story of G.I. Joe &amp;amp; Lillie helps us all remember that true love never, ever dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read more about the author &amp;amp; "G.I. Joe &amp;amp; Lillie" at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.josephsbonsall.com/pages/main.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://www.josephsbonsall.com/pages/main.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SDssrlUwFlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Ol0O2CpSp8o/s1600-h/HPIM0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8949987742523627973-7560065516290723447?l=gottahavehope1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7560065516290723447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8949987742523627973/posts/default/7560065516290723447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottahavehope1.blogspot.com/2008/05/gi-joe-lillie.html' title='G.I. Joe &amp; Lillie'/><author><name>Gage &amp;amp; Emerald&amp;#39;s Grandpa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05711546569404814681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vH-2ZucAxo/TxfNUuC_SII/AAAAAAAACEk/bNqebO4xtnM/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ILc2KSSP3V0/SDsqf1UwFkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zZhdn22uy2Q/s72-c/G.I.+Joe+%26+Lillie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
