<?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-4175023705097861262</id><updated>2012-02-04T23:24:16.920-06:00</updated><category term='home'/><category term='blessings'/><category term='Chloe'/><category term='Bible Study'/><category term='church'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='matters of the heart'/><category term='family'/><category term='horses'/><category term='school'/><category term='thinking out loud'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Living the Dream</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>314</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-4351209486528382363</id><published>2012-02-04T23:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T23:24:16.932-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Celebrating Tonya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight we got together to celebrate Tonya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7vZhaSeOQA/Ty4PC57ygHI/AAAAAAAACcs/jlW_Go0JFRQ/s1600/TonyasBday2012+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7vZhaSeOQA/Ty4PC57ygHI/AAAAAAAACcs/jlW_Go0JFRQ/s400/TonyasBday2012+001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For her birthday dinner she requested roast, cheesy potatoes, oriental slaw, homemade roles, creamed corn, and five-in-one salad.&amp;nbsp; It was amazing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later, Tina and the boys joined us for homemade hot fudge with brownies and ice cream.&amp;nbsp; Then, we all watched the Mizzou/KU game.&amp;nbsp; (Grandma really got into the game, too!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wi3U04XoAe0/Ty4OpzoU7AI/AAAAAAAACck/RWAE2htCVFQ/s1600/TonyasBday2012+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wi3U04XoAe0/Ty4OpzoU7AI/AAAAAAAACck/RWAE2htCVFQ/s400/TonyasBday2012+004.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Of course, Chase and Garrett were cheering for opposing teams, which made for a spirited evening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u08FAdDFa44/Ty4PaKJzjBI/AAAAAAAACc0/Q-i0dW2rYy4/s1600/TonyasBday2012+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u08FAdDFa44/Ty4PaKJzjBI/AAAAAAAACc0/Q-i0dW2rYy4/s400/TonyasBday2012+002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Throw in some arm wrestling, measuring each others heights, competition involving anything and everything and you have a typical family gathering!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mNvRbb74oBU/Ty4P1rq69qI/AAAAAAAACc8/AWkEOwyd3Ic/s1600/TonyasBday2012+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mNvRbb74oBU/Ty4P1rq69qI/AAAAAAAACc8/AWkEOwyd3Ic/s400/TonyasBday2012+003.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday, T-bell!!&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/4175023705097861262-4351209486528382363?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4351209486528382363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=4351209486528382363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4351209486528382363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4351209486528382363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2012/02/celebrating-tonya.html' title='Celebrating Tonya'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7vZhaSeOQA/Ty4PC57ygHI/AAAAAAAACcs/jlW_Go0JFRQ/s72-c/TonyasBday2012+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-2491738668942507545</id><published>2012-02-03T22:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T23:05:03.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>February Photo a Day - #3 Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jh0syQxttbE/Ty4NnlUSJGI/AAAAAAAACcc/xnNRR4i9qik/s1600/Christmas2011+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jh0syQxttbE/Ty4NnlUSJGI/AAAAAAAACcc/xnNRR4i9qik/s400/Christmas2011+009.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's no wonder he's able to dunk a basketball! &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/4175023705097861262-2491738668942507545?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2491738668942507545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=2491738668942507545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2491738668942507545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2491738668942507545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-photo-day-3-hands.html' title='February Photo a Day - #3 Hands'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jh0syQxttbE/Ty4NnlUSJGI/AAAAAAAACcc/xnNRR4i9qik/s72-c/Christmas2011+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-8976144940886368888</id><published>2012-02-02T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T23:00:31.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>February Photo a Day - #2 Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No picture but I can still show the words I would have chosen for today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Tonya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/4175023705097861262-8976144940886368888?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8976144940886368888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=8976144940886368888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/8976144940886368888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/8976144940886368888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-photo-day-2-words.html' title='February Photo a Day - #2 Words'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-640065474393848975</id><published>2012-02-01T21:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T21:56:15.124-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>February Photo a Day - #1 My View Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xG8mZfkfXvE/TyoIfuoISkI/AAAAAAAACcU/UrVUWkt5H5U/s1600/lunch2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xG8mZfkfXvE/TyoIfuoISkI/AAAAAAAACcU/UrVUWkt5H5U/s320/lunch2012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It has become a rare occasion that just the three of us get to eat lunch together.&amp;nbsp; Today was one of these special treats!&amp;nbsp; It was so nice to let the guard down, laugh, and talk about anything but school for a few minutes.&amp;nbsp; Lunch with these two is a bright spot in my day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-640065474393848975?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/640065474393848975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=640065474393848975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/640065474393848975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/640065474393848975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-photo-day-1-my-view-today.html' title='February Photo a Day - #1 My View Today'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xG8mZfkfXvE/TyoIfuoISkI/AAAAAAAACcU/UrVUWkt5H5U/s72-c/lunch2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-649891301601069941</id><published>2012-01-31T23:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T23:32:03.671-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>12 in '12 ~ Reflection #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;January can be summed up in one word:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've attended an average of three games a week - more if you count weekends.&amp;nbsp; I've loved every minute of cheering on my nephews.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've watched Chase start nearly every single freshman game.&amp;nbsp; I can't believe how he's growing as a player, becoming more confident and strong with every game.&amp;nbsp; Tonight, he scored 16 points!!&amp;nbsp; (The closest player to him had 6 points.)&amp;nbsp; God's got great things in store for Chase!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've also enjoyed cheering on Garrett!&amp;nbsp; I can't believe the skills he's got mastered already!&amp;nbsp; He can really read the floor and make some amazing passes/assists.&amp;nbsp; Not to mention the fact that he's got one sweet shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, there's Ethan - the point guard.&amp;nbsp; The little man who dribbles and handles the ball with such ease and grace and &lt;i&gt;confidence!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;;)&amp;nbsp; While he's working on getting the ball inside, he's got the drive to the basket down cold! &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love basketball and watching these guys is just icing on the cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;**Jacob, I can't wait to watch you shine, too!!&amp;nbsp; I'm so excited that your season is getting ready to start!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-649891301601069941?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/649891301601069941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=649891301601069941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/649891301601069941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/649891301601069941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2012/01/12-in-12-reflection-1.html' title='12 in &apos;12 ~ Reflection #1'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-7611123578938427082</id><published>2012-01-27T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T22:00:00.294-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Christmas Break - reconnecting w/ family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year (or now I guess it's technically last year), Christmas Break was just one day short of being two weeks long.&amp;nbsp; Two weeks!!!&amp;nbsp; It was wonderful!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;School dismissed on a Wednesday.&amp;nbsp; Kelly and I decided to kick our time off with dinner and a movie at my house.&amp;nbsp; I had plans both Thursday and Friday, but was determined not to make &lt;i&gt;any &lt;/i&gt;plans the next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday, we met Hannah and Kenley for lunch.&amp;nbsp; I can't believe how quickly she's growing!!&amp;nbsp; She's such a good little girl.&amp;nbsp; She really loves Abby and tries to do everything just like her.&amp;nbsp; How sweet is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt lucky that I was able to snap this picture.&amp;nbsp; Right before this, they accidentally knocked the tree over!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-joCgpAltN-Q/TyDfZRsrsJI/AAAAAAAACbk/gmETIhfU92A/s1600/ChristmasLunchKenley2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-joCgpAltN-Q/TyDfZRsrsJI/AAAAAAAACbk/gmETIhfU92A/s400/ChristmasLunchKenley2011+002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday, I spent the day shopping and running errands with Kayla!!&amp;nbsp; I'm so happy she's a teacher, too.&amp;nbsp; Now we can enjoy the breaks together!&amp;nbsp; After that I rushed over to meet the family to watch the new Chipmunks movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WbGmeAC1k5M/TyDfhzLqWdI/AAAAAAAACbs/xvenSRW6WyA/s1600/ChipmunkMovie2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WbGmeAC1k5M/TyDfhzLqWdI/AAAAAAAACbs/xvenSRW6WyA/s400/ChipmunkMovie2011+001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BJBcsWbsnek/TyDfqrONX4I/AAAAAAAACb0/ZEwQuiGGYcs/s1600/ChipmunkMovie2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BJBcsWbsnek/TyDfqrONX4I/AAAAAAAACb0/ZEwQuiGGYcs/s400/ChipmunkMovie2011+002.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday (Christmas Eve), Dad and I enjoyed a very brisk horseback ride.&amp;nbsp; It was pretty cold, low 30's, but so worth it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so happy to say I kept my promise to myself.&amp;nbsp; After Christmas, I didn't plan anything all week long!!&amp;nbsp; Monday I stayed home, worked on my computer, and tried to get over a cold.&amp;nbsp; Tuesday I took down all things Christmas.&amp;nbsp; Wednesday I made some returns and then had a NERTs night at Tina's.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure Tina was losing at this point, hence the look on her face.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8KIYjZnTUYQ/TyDfz75Qv0I/AAAAAAAACb8/RkXpSH0xnpU/s1600/ChristmasBreak2011+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8KIYjZnTUYQ/TyDfz75Qv0I/AAAAAAAACb8/RkXpSH0xnpU/s400/ChristmasBreak2011+003.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out these beauties!! We all have one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPuZbmQmFrg/TyDf_yApGnI/AAAAAAAACcE/08ZB1Gitrk4/s1600/ChristmasBreak2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPuZbmQmFrg/TyDf_yApGnI/AAAAAAAACcE/08ZB1Gitrk4/s400/ChristmasBreak2011+001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And these beauties too, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The "bigs" (Chase and Garrett) went to the Blue and Gold tournament, so the "littles" got together to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7YrBj2XdFqk/TyDgK-9NaiI/AAAAAAAACcM/xxEOv1oqG7w/s1600/ChristmasBreak2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7YrBj2XdFqk/TyDgK-9NaiI/AAAAAAAACcM/xxEOv1oqG7w/s400/ChristmasBreak2011+002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday we went back to Tina's to watch "The Help" - such a great movie!&amp;nbsp; Then, Friday somehow I wound back up at Tina's to borrow her computer, but Chris ended up fixing mine instead.&amp;nbsp; They talked me into staying for another movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE my sisters and don't get to talk to them or see them nearly as much as I'd like throughout the school year.&amp;nbsp; In a way, it felt like this Christmas break was about reconnecting and sharing quality time with them.&amp;nbsp; I loved it! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &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/4175023705097861262-7611123578938427082?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7611123578938427082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=7611123578938427082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7611123578938427082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7611123578938427082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-break-reconnecting-w-family.html' title='Christmas Break - reconnecting w/ family'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-joCgpAltN-Q/TyDfZRsrsJI/AAAAAAAACbk/gmETIhfU92A/s72-c/ChristmasLunchKenley2011+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-7513767720468054530</id><published>2012-01-26T22:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T22:39:05.042-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Pasta, Cupcakes, &amp; Crepes - Oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just got home from a fabulous evening with an amazing gal!!&amp;nbsp; From the moment she texted the invite, I've been looking forward to this evening.&amp;nbsp; It was just what I needed.&amp;nbsp; Laughing, sharing, venting, listening, chatting...it was &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; perfect.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We started out at D'Arpino's.&amp;nbsp; Can't tell you how long it's has been since I've eaten there.&amp;nbsp; While it did not disappoint me, my dear friend didn't enjoy what she ordered, but they graciously brought her something new.&amp;nbsp; After a delicious dinner we drove ourselves to The Cup.&amp;nbsp; We closed the place down!&amp;nbsp; When we walked outside, we noticed the Aviary across the street.&amp;nbsp; Oh yes...we did...we went there too!&amp;nbsp; I was too stuffed, but did enjoy a bite of the goodness I've heard so many things about.&amp;nbsp; I will definitely be going back!&amp;nbsp; We closed that place down, too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friend, I had so much fun!!&amp;nbsp; It's been such a blessing to share this journey that you are on with you.&amp;nbsp; I've loved watching you grow and change.&amp;nbsp; You've inspired and challenged me to do the same.&amp;nbsp; Thank you!!&amp;nbsp; Thank you for taking the risk and always being real and vulnerable.&amp;nbsp; You are so beautiful - inside and out!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-7513767720468054530?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7513767720468054530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=7513767720468054530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7513767720468054530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7513767720468054530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2012/01/pasta-cupcakes-crepes-oh-my.html' title='Pasta, Cupcakes, &amp; Crepes - Oh My!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-5284071129267593950</id><published>2012-01-25T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T22:50:58.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Protection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today I left school a little early to make a hair appointment.&amp;nbsp; I was in a hurry and told myself I didn't need to buckle up, that I'd be find no farther than I was going.&amp;nbsp; (Shame on me, I know!) I put the car in drive and pulled out of the parking space. I felt this urgency in heart telling me I needed to buckle up.&amp;nbsp; It was so strong, I&amp;nbsp; stopped the car and took the necessary 2 seconds to buckle up.&amp;nbsp; I went no farther than a quarter mile, stopped at the stop sign, and was hit by another car that was going too fast and smashed right into me as they were turning.&amp;nbsp; I saw it coming, but there was nothing I could do about it.&amp;nbsp; I pushed on the break and braced myself for the impact.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ljkOFSf9hL8/TyDYllbZeYI/AAAAAAAACbc/DZ-IU8l154g/s1600/car2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ljkOFSf9hL8/TyDYllbZeYI/AAAAAAAACbc/DZ-IU8l154g/s400/car2012.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful God wouldn't let me leave without buckling up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful I wasn't hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful there is nothing seriously wrong with my car - it's drivable and runs great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful the police officer was so kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful the other driver was honest and that they had insurance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful my dad and mom drove over to help any way they could and to make sure my car was safe enough to drive home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful God took care of &lt;i&gt;all &lt;/i&gt;of these details!&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/4175023705097861262-5284071129267593950?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5284071129267593950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=5284071129267593950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5284071129267593950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5284071129267593950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2012/01/gods-protection.html' title='God&apos;s Protection'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ljkOFSf9hL8/TyDYllbZeYI/AAAAAAAACbc/DZ-IU8l154g/s72-c/car2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-145854688199905753</id><published>2012-01-24T22:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T23:01:53.211-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Nearly one month later...Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;For me, Christmas always starts with Christmas Eve at Grana's!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o9_bVKxCe0A/TxehmW_xneI/AAAAAAAACYE/660b2q42N1A/s1600/Christmas2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o9_bVKxCe0A/TxehmW_xneI/AAAAAAAACYE/660b2q42N1A/s400/Christmas2011+001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BkUqXQypHiA/TxeiOdcR29I/AAAAAAAACYU/TgckR5sud38/s1600/Christmas2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BkUqXQypHiA/TxeiOdcR29I/AAAAAAAACYU/TgckR5sud38/s400/Christmas2011+002.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g3uX_F3AYvk/TxeiePiEscI/AAAAAAAACYc/mzqV5YxyMc0/s1600/Christmas2011+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g3uX_F3AYvk/TxeiePiEscI/AAAAAAAACYc/mzqV5YxyMc0/s400/Christmas2011+003.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grana's traditional Christmas program - full of faith, truth, and words of wisdom!&amp;nbsp; Here she is asking them how much Jesus and the real meaning of Christmas is talked about in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ELcmueiS-6A/TxeirBPKlDI/AAAAAAAACYk/elQ5oUI3H1k/s1600/Christmas2011+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ELcmueiS-6A/TxeirBPKlDI/AAAAAAAACYk/elQ5oUI3H1k/s400/Christmas2011+004.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This year, Christmas Day was on a Sunday.&amp;nbsp; I loved starting the day worshiping and honoring the only gift that really matters.&amp;nbsp; Tina, Tonya, me, and their families surprised Papa at his church.&amp;nbsp; It was fun!!&amp;nbsp; Afterwards, we headed over to Papa and Grandma's for lunch, just like we have every year.&amp;nbsp; (I love traditions!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fNJ6ow3syo/TxeiBIlH1hI/AAAAAAAACYM/QE6RIPs-5A8/s1600/Christmas2011+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fNJ6ow3syo/TxeiBIlH1hI/AAAAAAAACYM/QE6RIPs-5A8/s400/Christmas2011+005.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7VTYwBJwxPA/TxejBOMfLQI/AAAAAAAACYs/_o9XRyDkz9o/s1600/Christmas2011+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7VTYwBJwxPA/TxejBOMfLQI/AAAAAAAACYs/_o9XRyDkz9o/s400/Christmas2011+008.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the first time, this picture lets me see that Tina does look a little like Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ir2WTLAHVaQ/TxejS5gqhDI/AAAAAAAACY0/73Y6yCTRZLU/s1600/Christmas2011+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ir2WTLAHVaQ/TxejS5gqhDI/AAAAAAAACY0/73Y6yCTRZLU/s400/Christmas2011+007.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LE2dZHndKCA/TxekjstFfVI/AAAAAAAACZM/ZWQ6iYRPI7o/s1600/Christmas2011+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LE2dZHndKCA/TxekjstFfVI/AAAAAAAACZM/ZWQ6iYRPI7o/s400/Christmas2011+011.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We measured last year and he wasn't quite as tall as Matt.&amp;nbsp; This year he passed him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tzv7PvPI0GY/Txek4oETfWI/AAAAAAAACZU/j1WuCtfFnpI/s1600/Christmas2011+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tzv7PvPI0GY/Txek4oETfWI/AAAAAAAACZU/j1WuCtfFnpI/s400/Christmas2011+017.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After lunch at Papa and Grandma's, we go home, recharge, and reload with presents to celebrate at Mom and Dad's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Garrett's favorite team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sBJxV4BP6jI/TxelKm9sbUI/AAAAAAAACZc/etQNjUCTPqc/s1600/Christmas2011+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sBJxV4BP6jI/TxelKm9sbUI/AAAAAAAACZc/etQNjUCTPqc/s400/Christmas2011+022.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abby loves hands-on activities, so Tinker toys seemed like a perfect choice.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IiCRoL2mVbs/TxelXeTGlnI/AAAAAAAACZk/z16VSzoVIW0/s1600/Christmas2011+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IiCRoL2mVbs/TxelXeTGlnI/AAAAAAAACZk/z16VSzoVIW0/s400/Christmas2011+019.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's not afraid to let you know...he can dance!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KxeJ-SpkttU/Txelqdj3kKI/AAAAAAAACZs/RJojnnn9HuM/s1600/Christmas2011+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KxeJ-SpkttU/Txelqdj3kKI/AAAAAAAACZs/RJojnnn9HuM/s400/Christmas2011+020.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jacob has always loved Transformers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJQ6h84S98c/Txel5ukI4-I/AAAAAAAACZ0/vBGZeds1OK0/s1600/Christmas2011+021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJQ6h84S98c/Txel5ukI4-I/AAAAAAAACZ0/vBGZeds1OK0/s400/Christmas2011+021.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I could hardly wait for her to open this!&amp;nbsp; It arrived in October!!&amp;nbsp; Garrett did a great job of keeping the secret, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qH9S-KGPwJM/TxemFu5Uj9I/AAAAAAAACZ8/E8Gk_Q-Gh-g/s1600/Christmas2011+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qH9S-KGPwJM/TxemFu5Uj9I/AAAAAAAACZ8/E8Gk_Q-Gh-g/s400/Christmas2011+029.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chase got a new chair.&amp;nbsp; He may never come out of his room now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-_l1UhIXpE/TxemOpGk2aI/AAAAAAAACaE/6MSze8Zvyxc/s1600/Christmas2011+027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-_l1UhIXpE/TxemOpGk2aI/AAAAAAAACaE/6MSze8Zvyxc/s400/Christmas2011+027.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Gotta love something to keep your purse organized!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QMZqT292wy0/TxemZcGWtWI/AAAAAAAACaM/Q1r90iMLCM4/s1600/Christmas2011+028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QMZqT292wy0/TxemZcGWtWI/AAAAAAAACaM/Q1r90iMLCM4/s400/Christmas2011+028.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I LOVE my new gray purse!&amp;nbsp; It goes with absolutely everything!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KWOLp7_8gCg/TxemzuWPNZI/AAAAAAAACac/p8E-6-4zXek/s1600/Christmas2011+033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KWOLp7_8gCg/TxemzuWPNZI/AAAAAAAACac/p8E-6-4zXek/s400/Christmas2011+033.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A new light for her recently remodeled kitchen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4aiiI2Ym20/Txem_dscV6I/AAAAAAAACak/0YVS9CxFEhY/s1600/Christmas2011+038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4aiiI2Ym20/Txem_dscV6I/AAAAAAAACak/0YVS9CxFEhY/s400/Christmas2011+038.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;An airsoft gun so he can play with the boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cKYECY8EQXE/TxenSbMQEnI/AAAAAAAACa0/rbAmvLFZ4xY/s1600/Christmas2011+042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cKYECY8EQXE/TxenSbMQEnI/AAAAAAAACa0/rbAmvLFZ4xY/s400/Christmas2011+042.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Look what I found in my stocking!&amp;nbsp; Does my momma know me or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0qUlOnpIEU8/TxenrG4VsgI/AAAAAAAACbE/iWP74vbMa6g/s1600/Christmas2011+044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0qUlOnpIEU8/TxenrG4VsgI/AAAAAAAACbE/iWP74vbMa6g/s400/Christmas2011+044.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Trying the weaponry...I believe Garrett was declared the winner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glcovV4OU5E/TxeoB9V4enI/AAAAAAAACbU/5CrtONcEGPY/s1600/Christmas2011+046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glcovV4OU5E/TxeoB9V4enI/AAAAAAAACbU/5CrtONcEGPY/s400/Christmas2011+046.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My family loves to play games!&amp;nbsp; We ended the day playing a new game Mom got.&amp;nbsp; While I'd love to share the hilarious, slightly embarrassing pictures that were taken during game play, I would not be happy if someone posted the ones of me, so I'm not going to post any of anyone else...for now.&amp;nbsp; :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abby played with her Tinker toys forever.&amp;nbsp; Look at this bird she built!&amp;nbsp; She's so creative!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1xJkxMVxq6s/Txen2wJ8-0I/AAAAAAAACbM/wIxNggdpKc0/s1600/Christmas2011+047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1xJkxMVxq6s/Txen2wJ8-0I/AAAAAAAACbM/wIxNggdpKc0/s400/Christmas2011+047.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm so thankful for another holiday with a healthy, happy family!!&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-145854688199905753?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/145854688199905753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=145854688199905753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/145854688199905753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/145854688199905753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2012/01/nearly-one-month-laterchristmas-2011.html' title='Nearly one month later...Christmas 2011'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o9_bVKxCe0A/TxehmW_xneI/AAAAAAAACYE/660b2q42N1A/s72-c/Christmas2011+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-8758463273793841091</id><published>2012-01-17T23:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T23:26:56.901-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogging...hopefully</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I thought I had this computer thing figured out.&amp;nbsp; Much to my dismay, I did not.&amp;nbsp; The latest version of Internet Explorer that my computer could run was #8.&amp;nbsp; This was not new enough for blogger.&amp;nbsp; Now I've downloaded Mozilla FireFox and am back in business, &lt;i&gt;finally!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;(At least I think anyway...)&amp;nbsp; After downloading the new browser and updating some of my blog lists it was suddenly 11:00 p.m.&amp;nbsp; (Probably didn't help that I didn't start this until 9:30, but in my defensive I thought I had the problem fixed.)&amp;nbsp; So, my lists of new posts will have to wait until &lt;strike&gt;tomorrow&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Thursday&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Friday&lt;/strike&gt; actually, I'm not sure when!&amp;nbsp; I've got church to attend (can't make it through the week without prayer meeting) and basketball games to see. Not to mention the fact that my weekly cleaning is not done.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, how did I do this when I blogged regularly?&amp;nbsp; I'm beginning to think I just didn't clean...&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&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/4175023705097861262-8758463273793841091?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8758463273793841091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=8758463273793841091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/8758463273793841091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/8758463273793841091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2012/01/back-to-blogginghopefully.html' title='Back to Blogging...hopefully'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-130262248670516649</id><published>2012-01-16T22:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:17:41.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I was going to...but I didn't</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was going to blog about Thanksgiving...but I didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was going to blog about Christmas, about the year 2011, and about my hopes for 2011...but I &lt;em&gt;couldn't&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right, I couldn't.&amp;nbsp; My computer crashed with a nasty little virus.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully my brother-in-law got me up and running again!&amp;nbsp; This makes the second time he's saved me from buying a new one.&amp;nbsp; My computer is ancient, like 10 years old ancient!!&amp;nbsp; I no longer have a virus, but Blogger has notified me that they no longer support my browser.&amp;nbsp; As I type, I'm working off a page that's literally half here just hoping this will post until I can download a new browser when I&amp;nbsp;go to bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To keep&amp;nbsp;me accountable and to help me get back into the routine of blogging (because doing it takes a bit of discipline for me), I'm making a list of things I've wanted to blog about:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ Christmas Break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ Office Makeover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ Doorknob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know there's more, but that's all I can think of tonight.&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/4175023705097861262-130262248670516649?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/130262248670516649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=130262248670516649&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/130262248670516649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/130262248670516649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-was-going-tobut-i-didnt.html' title='I was going to...but I didn&apos;t'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-5685170127322194197</id><published>2011-12-17T23:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:00:50.491-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Life Group</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There never has been any doubt in my mind that God knows what's best.&amp;nbsp; It's just that sometimes, it can be hard to step out of the boat and do&amp;nbsp;it!&amp;nbsp; Back in late September, God put it on my heart to join a Life Group at church.&amp;nbsp; I wrestled and wrestled with this, but was obedient and signed up.&amp;nbsp; I received information about numerous Life Groups and was supposed to pick the top three I'd like to join.&amp;nbsp; Sounds easy enough right?&amp;nbsp; Wrong!!&amp;nbsp; Many of the groups were for married only.&amp;nbsp; The few singles and/or married &amp;amp; singles (and I mean &lt;em&gt;few&lt;/em&gt;) wouldn't work because of meeting times, location, etc...&amp;nbsp; After looking through the list over and over, I called my mom bawling.&amp;nbsp; I just knew the hardest part of this would just be stepping out and actually signing up.&amp;nbsp; I didn't know it was going to be such work to find one where I fit.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I was left feeling alone and unwanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's where God comes in.&amp;nbsp; Isn't that when He always comes in - when we are at the end of ourselves?&amp;nbsp; The following Sunday I saw my sweet friend Aimee in the atrium at church.&amp;nbsp; She said she couldn't believe she was&amp;nbsp;bumping into me and that she wanted to run something by me.&amp;nbsp; She was inviting me to join her and some other single ladies for lunch after church.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe my ears.&amp;nbsp; I knew I had I just found my Life Group!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was praising God the whole day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's hard to put yourself out there and get to know new people.&amp;nbsp; The first few times we met I was very nervous.&amp;nbsp; But, I didn't need to be.&amp;nbsp; These gals are the sweetest, most accepting group of Christian women e&lt;em&gt;ver!&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; I always leave our time together so uplifted,&amp;nbsp;encouraged, and knowing that I'm not alone in this season of singlehood.&amp;nbsp; I'm so thankful for the way they've welcomed me in, and I'm so thankful that God nudged me out the boat I was in!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PHJ3TXOlBOY/Tu2PhOgxUII/AAAAAAAACX8/TnOsS145vq8/s1600/LifeGroupDec2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PHJ3TXOlBOY/Tu2PhOgxUII/AAAAAAAACX8/TnOsS145vq8/s400/LifeGroupDec2011.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight we got together for a little Christmas party.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We had a delicious dinner with easy conversation throughout.&amp;nbsp; Then we played this game.&amp;nbsp; (Can't remember the name for the life of me...)&amp;nbsp; The point of&amp;nbsp;it was to "expose&amp;nbsp;yourself" and&amp;nbsp;to also guess who revealed what.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When I heard the directions,&amp;nbsp;it was&amp;nbsp;not a&amp;nbsp;game I wanted to play.&amp;nbsp; After all,&amp;nbsp;I was still getting to know&amp;nbsp;most of them and there were a few I'd never met.&amp;nbsp; But, like I mentioned earlier, there's just something about these women that make you comfortable and accepted.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We had so much fun getting to know each other better and&amp;nbsp;laughed until we cried!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how wonderful it is to spend time with people who are walking the same road I am.&amp;nbsp; It feels good to look at these beautiful women and know that there's not something wrong with me and that I'm not the only one wishing, hoping, dreaming, and &lt;em&gt;praying &lt;/em&gt;for something more.&amp;nbsp; I know God sent them to me and I'm especially grateful for that tonight!&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/4175023705097861262-5685170127322194197?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5685170127322194197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=5685170127322194197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5685170127322194197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5685170127322194197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/12/life-group.html' title='Life Group'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PHJ3TXOlBOY/Tu2PhOgxUII/AAAAAAAACX8/TnOsS145vq8/s72-c/LifeGroupDec2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-4565105852620825536</id><published>2011-11-22T18:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T18:00:00.433-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Paying it Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday Mom and Dad got a new refrigerator.&amp;nbsp; It's so nice and BIG!!&amp;nbsp; With Thanksgiving coming up I know Mom will love all the extra room - with cooking for nearly 30 people she'll need it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was especially excited about their new purchase because they generously gave me their old one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-egeCslH0pUQ/Tssdy6xQplI/AAAAAAAACX0/R5rhuglhHGk/s1600/fridge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="400px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-egeCslH0pUQ/Tssdy6xQplI/AAAAAAAACX0/R5rhuglhHGk/s400/fridge.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't had a working ice maker in years.&amp;nbsp; I can't tell you how much I'm enjoying that alone!!&amp;nbsp; I LOVE it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have a hard time getting rid of things that aren't broken.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, Tina and Chris took my old refrigerator and are using it the garage for the boys' sport drinks.&amp;nbsp; It worked out perfectly!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful for the way my parents so lovingly and willingly take care of me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-4565105852620825536?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4565105852620825536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=4565105852620825536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4565105852620825536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4565105852620825536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/11/paying-it-forward.html' title='Paying it Forward'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-egeCslH0pUQ/Tssdy6xQplI/AAAAAAAACX0/R5rhuglhHGk/s72-c/fridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-738250775207836312</id><published>2011-11-21T21:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T21:47:36.706-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Girl Power</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday I met up with Kayla for dinner and shopping.&amp;nbsp; I desperately needed it!!&amp;nbsp; It had been so long since we'd last gotten together.&amp;nbsp; We had so much to catch up on.&amp;nbsp; One of us would start a story and then interrupt ourselves with a completely different thing to share.&amp;nbsp; I love the ease of our 17 year friendship.&amp;nbsp; (17 years?&amp;nbsp; Can that be right!?!?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been just a little over a year that I &lt;a href="http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/10/prayer-request-for-friend.html" target="_blank"&gt;requested prayer&lt;/a&gt; for her.&amp;nbsp; You would not believe &lt;em&gt;all of the many, many &lt;/em&gt;ways God has moved mountains for her and her family.&amp;nbsp; It really is miraculous!&amp;nbsp; Now, they are only a few short months away from the adoptions being complete.&amp;nbsp; That's right...&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;adoption&lt;u&gt;s&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can't wait for her to share her story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kayla, thanks for making me laugh, asking all the right questions, and saying all the right things.&amp;nbsp; I love you, and I cannot wait to celebrate that "official" day with you!!!&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/4175023705097861262-738250775207836312?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/738250775207836312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=738250775207836312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/738250775207836312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/738250775207836312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/11/girl-power.html' title='Girl Power'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-8718233841259002313</id><published>2011-11-16T18:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T18:00:01.555-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Organized and in Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So, my friends &lt;a href="http://barryhomelife.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;a href="http://salleewindow.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Leslie&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;introduced me to an amazing planner.&amp;nbsp; A planner with tabs, stickers, pockets, beautiful pages, and a personalized front cover.&amp;nbsp; I wanted one, but didn't know how much I'd use it and didn't really want to pay full price for it.&amp;nbsp; But then, I found&amp;nbsp;a 50% off coupon and couldn't order one fast enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Here it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz72cpNizz8/TsCaq6PTc3I/AAAAAAAACXk/e-lXFHZveQw/s1600/planner+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz72cpNizz8/TsCaq6PTc3I/AAAAAAAACXk/e-lXFHZveQw/s400/planner+001.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;I absolutely positively LOVE it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;All my important dates are in one place - school notes&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; meetings, shopping lists, ballgames, birthdays, weekly menus, cleaning schedules, things to do, etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbfLz7BtO7s/TsCax44QKDI/AAAAAAAACXs/NoFoEfkC63U/s1600/planner+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbfLz7BtO7s/TsCax44QKDI/AAAAAAAACXs/NoFoEfkC63U/s400/planner+002.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I use it &lt;em&gt;all the time&lt;/em&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Full price or not, I'm hooked and will have to have one every year!&amp;nbsp; ;)&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/4175023705097861262-8718233841259002313?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8718233841259002313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=8718233841259002313&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/8718233841259002313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/8718233841259002313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/11/organized-and-in-style.html' title='Organized and in Style'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz72cpNizz8/TsCaq6PTc3I/AAAAAAAACXk/e-lXFHZveQw/s72-c/planner+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-1172822915945253476</id><published>2011-11-15T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T08:00:15.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NERT anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love to play NERT (a fast paced game, much like solitaire) at the holidays.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at these awesome cards I found in the dollar bin at Micheal's...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rDcyaig-heI/TsCZ5MgDxaI/AAAAAAAACXc/8lXKAq4xXso/s1600/newcards.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rDcyaig-heI/TsCZ5MgDxaI/AAAAAAAACXc/8lXKAq4xXso/s400/newcards.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOVE them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Les, I think of you when I look at the black and white ones!)&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/4175023705097861262-1172822915945253476?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1172822915945253476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=1172822915945253476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/1172822915945253476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/1172822915945253476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/11/nert-anyone.html' title='NERT anyone?'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rDcyaig-heI/TsCZ5MgDxaI/AAAAAAAACXc/8lXKAq4xXso/s72-c/newcards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-4059388015190602908</id><published>2011-11-14T18:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T18:00:00.446-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>While the guys were away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Matt went off to deer hunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dad went off to quail and pheasant hunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;rest of us spent the weekend together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Friday night we went to Branson to pick up a coffee table at Grana's.&amp;nbsp; While we were there she got out some old family photos.&amp;nbsp; Who doesn't love looking at pictures?!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uI9yczNv6ao/TsCTIpDr16I/AAAAAAAACWs/p9jAm-J2MXk/s1600/JacobAbbyGrana11.11+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uI9yczNv6ao/TsCTIpDr16I/AAAAAAAACWs/p9jAm-J2MXk/s400/JacobAbbyGrana11.11+001.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone was quite entertained by my fifth grade picture!&amp;nbsp; Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1yCAuU_5-IU/TsCTTPWmHkI/AAAAAAAACW0/TFHxNwMueaA/s1600/JacobAbbyGrana11.11+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1yCAuU_5-IU/TsCTTPWmHkI/AAAAAAAACW0/TFHxNwMueaA/s400/JacobAbbyGrana11.11+002.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday we spent most of the day watching Garrett play basketball.&amp;nbsp; He is only in fifth grade, but I'm telling you - this kid's got moves!!&amp;nbsp; He was amazing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom came over Sunday and helped me move some furniture around so I'd be ready to put my Christmas tree up.&amp;nbsp; And so that I could once again get channel 10.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; Usually it takes me 24 to decide if I like a new room arrangement, but not this time.&amp;nbsp; I love it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TVlZyyem2O8/TsCYI0nF8hI/AAAAAAAACXM/q3n62ere-68/s1600/roomarrangement+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TVlZyyem2O8/TsCYI0nF8hI/AAAAAAAACXM/q3n62ere-68/s400/roomarrangement+001.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j-4DxFpwUlU/TsCYZ9V5sqI/AAAAAAAACXU/wjrn-M6U2XU/s1600/roomarrangement+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" nda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j-4DxFpwUlU/TsCYZ9V5sqI/AAAAAAAACXU/wjrn-M6U2XU/s400/roomarrangement+002.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful for the time I got to spend with my family this weekend!&amp;nbsp; Time with them recharges my battery and fills me up!!&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/4175023705097861262-4059388015190602908?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4059388015190602908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=4059388015190602908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4059388015190602908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4059388015190602908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/11/while-guys-were-away.html' title='While the guys were away...'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uI9yczNv6ao/TsCTIpDr16I/AAAAAAAACWs/p9jAm-J2MXk/s72-c/JacobAbbyGrana11.11+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-6246215666484596642</id><published>2011-11-13T21:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:56:18.976-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I have Decided to Follow Jesus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was a special day!&amp;nbsp; It was baptism Sunday.&amp;nbsp; 531 people were baptized!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so moving so think of the all the lives changed by the love of God.&amp;nbsp; I stood in awe, watching the external acts of internal works of grace.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There were&amp;nbsp;adults, couples, families,&amp;nbsp;teens, and kids.&amp;nbsp; As I heard family and friends clap and cheer when their loved ones came up out of the water, my heart swelled and I couldn't help but celebrate with them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pyeo1LbGGPU/TsCKY_-v6rI/AAAAAAAACV8/5oY-jKPsRV4/s1600/GarrettsBaptism+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pyeo1LbGGPU/TsCKY_-v6rI/AAAAAAAACV8/5oY-jKPsRV4/s400/GarrettsBaptism+006.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of those 531 was my Garrett!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T6u40cQYUHU/TsCK0-Fa6FI/AAAAAAAACWE/noBBhjGKuZI/s1600/GarrettsBaptism+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T6u40cQYUHU/TsCK0-Fa6FI/AAAAAAAACWE/noBBhjGKuZI/s400/GarrettsBaptism+002.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wwWNKw5fYZg/TsCLR5ipYAI/AAAAAAAACWM/28YajxETXfg/s1600/GarrettsBaptism+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wwWNKw5fYZg/TsCLR5ipYAI/AAAAAAAACWM/28YajxETXfg/s400/GarrettsBaptism+003.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This still brings tears of joy to my eyes!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3kReCD6GCw/TsCLps_Q2_I/AAAAAAAACWU/ez_k2PgeY14/s1600/GarrettsBaptism+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3kReCD6GCw/TsCLps_Q2_I/AAAAAAAACWU/ez_k2PgeY14/s320/GarrettsBaptism+004.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Such a big moment in this precious life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oden6xsJUMM/TsCL_YWpHgI/AAAAAAAACWc/J33WSF00Yw8/s1600/GarrettsBaptism+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oden6xsJUMM/TsCL_YWpHgI/AAAAAAAACWc/J33WSF00Yw8/s400/GarrettsBaptism+005.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So thankful I got to share it with him...that we ALL got to share it with him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8mPuEyyLSkw/TsCMJzoC8GI/AAAAAAAACWk/CFqxUeO2bDA/s1600/GarrettsBaptism+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" nda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8mPuEyyLSkw/TsCMJzoC8GI/AAAAAAAACWk/CFqxUeO2bDA/s400/GarrettsBaptism+011.jpg" width="400px" /&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/4175023705097861262-6246215666484596642?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6246215666484596642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=6246215666484596642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6246215666484596642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6246215666484596642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-have-decided-to-follow-jesus.html' title='I have Decided to Follow Jesus...'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pyeo1LbGGPU/TsCKY_-v6rI/AAAAAAAACV8/5oY-jKPsRV4/s72-c/GarrettsBaptism+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-2855658361078786034</id><published>2011-11-11T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T11:14:21.393-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matters of the heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Just Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can I just start by saying how much I &lt;em&gt;loved &lt;/em&gt;the three days I spent at this Designed for Life conference?&amp;nbsp; Each message felt as though it were just for me.&amp;nbsp; The worship was incredible - especially Saturday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; The presence of God was undeniable and life-changing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had so much fun!!&amp;nbsp; Cupcakes, a free purse, tricycle races, (Watch out!&amp;nbsp; Tonya and Tina will run you down!!) concerts, dancing, give aways, etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Doesn't Tonya look like she's been&amp;nbsp;caught?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BB65Qa14TiE/Trn-l_8sdtI/AAAAAAAACVM/Y2HrBTKyHdY/s1600/DFL11+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BB65Qa14TiE/Trn-l_8sdtI/AAAAAAAACVM/Y2HrBTKyHdY/s400/DFL11+001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was an honor to share the experience with some amazing gals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKjTlPRDCX8/Trn-uj0729I/AAAAAAAACVU/PK7tePQiPW0/s1600/DFL11+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKjTlPRDCX8/Trn-uj0729I/AAAAAAAACVU/PK7tePQiPW0/s400/DFL11+003.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOLWFg2sCdg/Trn-3MQ8GTI/AAAAAAAACVc/3RqLtTU0BJA/s1600/DFL11+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOLWFg2sCdg/Trn-3MQ8GTI/AAAAAAAACVc/3RqLtTU0BJA/s400/DFL11+004.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some of the&amp;nbsp;powerful truths I'm hiding in my heart...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be "feet first", committed to being at the feet of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want to remember to "Just Be You".&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want to magnify God's word and His promises - not my situations or the what ifs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want to "Just Be a Song".&amp;nbsp; A song that invites the presence of God and drowns out the enemy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want to remember that how God sees my situation is miles away from how I see it.&amp;nbsp; I may be&amp;nbsp;on the long way around, but I BELIEVE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so grateful for the way God used the speakers to encourage, strengthen, and build my faith!!&amp;nbsp; I'm already signed up for next year and can't wait!&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/4175023705097861262-2855658361078786034?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2855658361078786034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=2855658361078786034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2855658361078786034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2855658361078786034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-be.html' title='Just Be'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BB65Qa14TiE/Trn-l_8sdtI/AAAAAAAACVM/Y2HrBTKyHdY/s72-c/DFL11+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-7763462854898072238</id><published>2011-11-10T08:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T08:00:02.492-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>He Made My Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papa came riding with us Saturday.&amp;nbsp; (Well, it's actually been several Saturday's ago, but who's counting?)&amp;nbsp; When I was learning to ride and getting ready for Colorado, we rode together every week.&amp;nbsp; I've missed riding with him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g1XkhxOJhDs/Tok8oa0tWkI/AAAAAAAACT8/eWX_HzCD9jE/s1600/BarK10.1.11+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g1XkhxOJhDs/Tok8oa0tWkI/AAAAAAAACT8/eWX_HzCD9jE/s400/BarK10.1.11+008.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He provides the greatest commentary along the way - animal tracks, old wagon paths, types of trees...you name it, he knows it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d5Y_0gC5Yk4/Tok9YyjM2KI/AAAAAAAACUI/oj8aDb6Tfos/s1600/BarK10.1.11+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d5Y_0gC5Yk4/Tok9YyjM2KI/AAAAAAAACUI/oj8aDb6Tfos/s400/BarK10.1.11+004.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And, of course, it wouldn't be time spent with Papa without stories from his childhood!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zc2tSKbvi04/Tok9IrRzgiI/AAAAAAAACUE/WlQ7R_jVwJw/s1600/BarK10.1.11+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zc2tSKbvi04/Tok9IrRzgiI/AAAAAAAACUE/WlQ7R_jVwJw/s320/BarK10.1.11+003.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love that man!!!&lt;/em&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/4175023705097861262-7763462854898072238?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7763462854898072238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=7763462854898072238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7763462854898072238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7763462854898072238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/11/he-made-my-day.html' title='He Made My Day'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g1XkhxOJhDs/Tok8oa0tWkI/AAAAAAAACT8/eWX_HzCD9jE/s72-c/BarK10.1.11+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-93055903193839622</id><published>2011-11-08T21:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T21:57:30.120-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking out loud'/><title type='text'>To blog or not to blog - that is the question...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't decide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On one hand, I like having this place to preserve memories and&amp;nbsp;to remind me of God's blessings and grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the other hand, I don't like feeling like a failure when I miss a day, or two...or 60!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I started blogging, it was to remind me that I'm living and not sitting around waiting for a family of my own.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to make sure I was seizing every opportunity and living in the moments that make up this season of life.&amp;nbsp; At the time, it was literally one foot in front of the other, one choice at a time.&amp;nbsp; I'm so thankful that is no longer the case!&amp;nbsp; Living and enjoying life comes naturally - as it should.&amp;nbsp; It's no longer an effort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not sure why it is such&amp;nbsp;a chore&amp;nbsp;to sit down and type out a post.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I did it last year amid my toughest year of teaching yet.&amp;nbsp; What's different now?&amp;nbsp; Is it laziness?&amp;nbsp; Am I being undisciplined?&amp;nbsp; I definitely enjoy looking back at the past, seeing how the kids have changed and rereading some of the most precious moments.&amp;nbsp; Moments I'm not sure I would otherwise remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That alone is enough to keep trying, right?&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/4175023705097861262-93055903193839622?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/93055903193839622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=93055903193839622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/93055903193839622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/93055903193839622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-blog-or-not-to-blog-that-is-question.html' title='To blog or not to blog - that is the question...'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-7918544904867814389</id><published>2011-10-02T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T23:36:25.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Behind!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;September is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I blogged 3 times.&amp;nbsp; :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So much I need to post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many things I want to remember...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DFL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time spent with friends/family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to get with it!!!&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/4175023705097861262-7918544904867814389?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7918544904867814389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=7918544904867814389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7918544904867814389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7918544904867814389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-behind.html' title='So Behind!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-4930478720105256436</id><published>2011-09-06T07:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T07:30:00.971-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>So Long Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_4ybmib="239"&gt;Gone are the days of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_4ybmib="239"&gt;BBQ's and Bonfires&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_4ybmib="220" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLvV-L_Aues/TmKJWC3LnKI/AAAAAAAACSg/2l2cQ5RaFRk/s1600/Memorial+Day+2011+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLvV-L_Aues/TmKJWC3LnKI/AAAAAAAACSg/2l2cQ5RaFRk/s400/Memorial+Day+2011+012.jpg" width="400px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_4ybmib="452"&gt;﻿Fireworks Displays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_4ybmib="481" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oTPkXezb6h4/TmKKlI0OUDI/AAAAAAAACSo/OjUTo6mO5SQ/s1600/July4th2011+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oTPkXezb6h4/TmKKlI0OUDI/AAAAAAAACSo/OjUTo6mO5SQ/s400/July4th2011+010.jpg" width="400px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_4ybmib="507" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;Long lunches with people you love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_4ybmib="668" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rnBLMPUL7MI/TmKNYJn_NgI/AAAAAAAACTE/qXZ5tGj0cxo/s1600/SummerLunch2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rnBLMPUL7MI/TmKNYJn_NgI/AAAAAAAACTE/qXZ5tGj0cxo/s400/SummerLunch2011+002.jpg" width="400px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_1r6k33="117" closure_uid_4ybmib="740" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XtDiK-upzc/TmKNua9_qII/AAAAAAAACTI/4gCVQO0uq5M/s1600/SummerLunch2011+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XtDiK-upzc/TmKNua9_qII/AAAAAAAACTI/4gCVQO0uq5M/s400/SummerLunch2011+003.jpg" width="400px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_1r6k33="117" closure_uid_4ybmib="740" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Impromptu trips to Sam's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_1r6k33="117" closure_uid_4ybmib="740" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--LMJo1Xi6ag/TmKV34uVonI/AAAAAAAACT4/4onZjMi06Nc/s1600/KidsSummer2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--LMJo1Xi6ag/TmKV34uVonI/AAAAAAAACT4/4onZjMi06Nc/s400/KidsSummer2011+001.jpg" width="400px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_1r6k33="117" closure_uid_4ybmib="740" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a great summer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_1r6k33="117" closure_uid_4ybmib="740" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking forward to a wonderful fall!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&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/4175023705097861262-4930478720105256436?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4930478720105256436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=4930478720105256436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4930478720105256436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4930478720105256436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-long-summer.html' title='So Long Summer'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SGcQPltFhbw/TmKIJx09O7I/AAAAAAAACSQ/xLfACVM8y-8/s72-c/Memorial+Day+2011+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-3944397876109818719</id><published>2011-09-03T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T16:00:18.545-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Where Does the Time Go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_uxqj8d="174" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was organizing pictures today, a never ending job.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe how fast&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;kids have grown in just a few short years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_uxqj8d="174" style="text-align: center;"&gt;How is it that life passes by so quickly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_uxqj8d="239" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-csol-FhvRI0/TmKRDlJLG8I/AAAAAAAACTQ/rr3DXwdnbPA/s1600/Christmas05+7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-csol-FhvRI0/TmKRDlJLG8I/AAAAAAAACTQ/rr3DXwdnbPA/s400/Christmas05+7.JPG" width="400px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_uxqj8d="283" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3WpqOv9zZGY/TmKRQlm_RsI/AAAAAAAACTU/3M7PbploZU0/s1600/Garrett.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3WpqOv9zZGY/TmKRQlm_RsI/AAAAAAAACTU/3M7PbploZU0/s400/Garrett.JPG" width="400px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_uxqj8d="328" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBFByRr_hnw/TmKR8UmsDmI/AAAAAAAACTc/bGTRnTkayWk/s1600/Motorcycle2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBFByRr_hnw/TmKR8UmsDmI/AAAAAAAACTc/bGTRnTkayWk/s400/Motorcycle2.JPG" width="400px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_uxqj8d="373" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-91hwYNRKk8k/TmKSY_G0w4I/AAAAAAAACTk/38eOjSLLXFE/s1600/July4+7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-91hwYNRKk8k/TmKSY_G0w4I/AAAAAAAACTk/38eOjSLLXFE/s400/July4+7.jpg" width="400px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_uxqj8d="436" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a closure_uid_uxqj8d="438" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xkygbuOCElU/TmKShTqfTqI/AAAAAAAACTo/fNoHxPHRe5w/s1600/July4+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xkygbuOCElU/TmKShTqfTqI/AAAAAAAACTo/fNoHxPHRe5w/s400/July4+8.jpg" width="300px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_uxqj8d="436" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, help me live more in the present, focusing not on the little things that will pass, but on the blessings you've given me and the things that are eternal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_uxqj8d="483" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tyhmSgwEoD0/TmKSIrCZueI/AAAAAAAACTg/OxJSi2IfKWQ/s1600/July4+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tyhmSgwEoD0/TmKSIrCZueI/AAAAAAAACTg/OxJSi2IfKWQ/s400/July4+3.jpg" width="400px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_uxqj8d="483" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DCQGpQZUuxY/TmKT2xO3tYI/AAAAAAAACTs/tU49V-TZh_c/s1600/wofford+078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DCQGpQZUuxY/TmKT2xO3tYI/AAAAAAAACTs/tU49V-TZh_c/s400/wofford+078.jpg" width="300px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_uxqj8d="550" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sOGAdqN6YnY/TmKUERaORTI/AAAAAAAACTw/jTW32rCRM-k/s1600/DSCF1870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sOGAdqN6YnY/TmKUERaORTI/AAAAAAAACTw/jTW32rCRM-k/s400/DSCF1870.JPG" width="400px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_uxqj8d="576" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IQErCewiCDU/TmKUNm1FfsI/AAAAAAAACT0/F0_OdyhSEnk/s1600/Destin2011+046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IQErCewiCDU/TmKUNm1FfsI/AAAAAAAACT0/F0_OdyhSEnk/s400/Destin2011+046.jpg" width="300px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_uxqj8d="694" style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I never have kids of my own, it will be alright because of&amp;nbsp;the way these not-so-little guys have filled my life so fully!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&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/4175023705097861262-3944397876109818719?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3944397876109818719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=3944397876109818719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/3944397876109818719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/3944397876109818719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/09/where-does-time-go.html' title='Where Does the Time Go?'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-csol-FhvRI0/TmKRDlJLG8I/AAAAAAAACTQ/rr3DXwdnbPA/s72-c/Christmas05+7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-7058124615820459071</id><published>2011-09-01T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T23:39:00.843-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>I'm SO EXCITED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_vs19dy="199" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_vs19dy="226" style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;I've turned in my request for a personal day and I am ready!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_vs19dy="199" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready to be challenged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_vs19dy="199" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready to worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_vs19dy="199" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready to learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_vs19dy="199" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready to be loved on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_vs19dy="199" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready to be in His presence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_vs19dy="199" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready to GROW!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_vs19dy="199" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_vs19dy="199" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_vs19dy="199" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Designed for Life 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_vs19dy="199" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_vs19dy="199" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_vs19dy="226" style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong closure_uid_vs19dy="265"&gt;"God is calling us His daughters to JUST BE...to just be ourselves and embrace who He created us to be and then to move beyond ourselves and JUST BE LOVE bringing the message of Salvation to the world!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_vs19dy="281" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="300" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/26878581?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/26878581"&gt;Designed for Life Women's Conference 2011&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/jamesriverassembly"&gt;James River Assembly&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_vs19dy="281" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_vs19dy="281" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Want to join me??&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/4175023705097861262-7058124615820459071?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7058124615820459071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=7058124615820459071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7058124615820459071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7058124615820459071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-so-excited.html' title='I&apos;m SO EXCITED!!!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-7056759575990787231</id><published>2011-08-23T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T08:00:00.883-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>It Just Might be a Miracle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_99b3q3="179" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What started in early May as this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_99b3q3="209" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0vMl0r2JBBo/TlMVAXQepVI/AAAAAAAACSE/ySSC-U4w-d0/s1600/Flowers2011+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0vMl0r2JBBo/TlMVAXQepVI/AAAAAAAACSE/ySSC-U4w-d0/s400/Flowers2011+003.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_99b3q3="210" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;has grown to this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_99b3q3="262" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SjSqDJ8V0WM/TlMVavhHC8I/AAAAAAAACSI/50E6_n6Nf3M/s1600/Flowers2011+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SjSqDJ8V0WM/TlMVavhHC8I/AAAAAAAACSI/50E6_n6Nf3M/s400/Flowers2011+007.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_99b3q3="308" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-taIeFpua878/TlMVtTN2ZJI/AAAAAAAACSM/mQtZ9LyBZAs/s1600/Flowers2011+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-taIeFpua878/TlMVtTN2ZJI/AAAAAAAACSM/mQtZ9LyBZAs/s400/Flowers2011+008.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_99b3q3="308" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even though we've had looooong stretches H-O-T weather, I've kept them alive!!!&amp;nbsp; I'm so proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_99b3q3="308" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_99b3q3="308" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thanks, Mom, for helping me choose the right ones to plant!&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&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/4175023705097861262-7056759575990787231?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7056759575990787231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=7056759575990787231&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7056759575990787231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7056759575990787231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/08/it-just-might-be-miracle.html' title='It Just Might be a Miracle!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0vMl0r2JBBo/TlMVAXQepVI/AAAAAAAACSE/ySSC-U4w-d0/s72-c/Flowers2011+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-5413318283828382110</id><published>2011-08-22T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T21:41:10.762-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Thanks, Matt, Dad, &amp; Papa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_tc6qtp="195" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful for the men in my life who so willingly help me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_tc6qtp="195" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_tc6qtp="195" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matt came and spent a few &lt;em&gt;days &lt;/em&gt;fixing up my shed.&amp;nbsp; I'm embarrassed to post this picture, but you have to see it to fully appreciate his hard work!&amp;nbsp; It's just sad and tired looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_tc6qtp="264" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UY6josCagtA/TlMOdzuTO5I/AAAAAAAACRw/9unsX8IMsos/s1600/housesummer2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UY6josCagtA/TlMOdzuTO5I/AAAAAAAACRw/9unsX8IMsos/s400/housesummer2011+001.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_tc6qtp="195" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;But, now it looks brand new!!&amp;nbsp; I couldn't be happier!!&amp;nbsp; Amazing, isn't it?&amp;nbsp; And, yes, you're looking at the same building!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_tc6qtp="195" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pb_U9OXXuyw/TlMPvncs-CI/AAAAAAAACR4/S2jRjkSBzGM/s1600/housesummer2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pb_U9OXXuyw/TlMPvncs-CI/AAAAAAAACR4/S2jRjkSBzGM/s400/housesummer2011+002.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_tc6qtp="325" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks, Matt, for all your hard work. (Chloe is very happy that the gate is fixed, too! She loves her daily romp around the yard.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_tc6qtp="344"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_tc6qtp="382" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week Papa and Dad spent a day over here installing a new water softner!!!!&amp;nbsp; It required crawling under the house and other yucky, time-consuming things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_tc6qtp="372" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dzBbAbA2tEM/TlMSFNc5IPI/AAAAAAAACSA/F6C50H5Fot8/s1600/housesummer2011+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dzBbAbA2tEM/TlMSFNc5IPI/AAAAAAAACSA/F6C50H5Fot8/s400/housesummer2011+003.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_tc6qtp="374" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;They did such a professional job!!&amp;nbsp; Thank you Dad and Papa!&amp;nbsp; The difference in the feel of the water is incredible!&amp;nbsp; I'm loving it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_tc6qtp="374" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_tc6qtp="374" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;I am one blessed girl!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_tc6qtp="223" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&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/4175023705097861262-5413318283828382110?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5413318283828382110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=5413318283828382110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5413318283828382110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5413318283828382110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/08/thanks-matt-dad-papa.html' title='Thanks, Matt, Dad, &amp; Papa!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UY6josCagtA/TlMOdzuTO5I/AAAAAAAACRw/9unsX8IMsos/s72-c/housesummer2011+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-1170000511393690550</id><published>2011-08-17T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T22:21:17.800-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A Letter to My Loves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_mb37mb="194" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow&amp;nbsp;you start another year of school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_mb37mb="267" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0j3-uOVDxK0/Tkx6FjylUBI/AAAAAAAACRs/N153WINHGto/s1600/KidsSummer2011+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0j3-uOVDxK0/Tkx6FjylUBI/AAAAAAAACRs/N153WINHGto/s400/KidsSummer2011+003.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_mb37mb="267" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong closure_uid_mb37mb="320"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chase&lt;/span&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;will be starting &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong closure_uid_mb37mb="319"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HIGH SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; It seriously makes me cry thinking about it!&amp;nbsp; While you may be&amp;nbsp;too shy to let many see, Chase, you have&amp;nbsp;the biggest heart.&amp;nbsp; Even at 14 (and 6'2'') you're&amp;nbsp;not too old to tell me&amp;nbsp;you love me or give me a hug.&amp;nbsp; You're&amp;nbsp;kind to others and humble.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You&amp;nbsp;are loyal and one of the biggest team players&amp;nbsp;I've&amp;nbsp;ever watched on the basketball court!&amp;nbsp; Chase, you&amp;nbsp;may be shy and quiet, but&amp;nbsp;I'm so proud of the way you are your own person.&amp;nbsp; No one sways you or talks you into something you don't want to do!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This shows a strength, courage, and security few adults have.&amp;nbsp; I have LOVED watching you grow in your walk with Jesus this summer and can't wait to see His plans unfold for&amp;nbsp;you!&amp;nbsp; I know this will be a tough year with 6:00 a.m. workouts and after school practices, but if anyone can handle it YOU can!&amp;nbsp; Stay focused, but &lt;em closure_uid_mb37mb="305"&gt;have fun!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;I love you!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em closure_uid_mb37mb="305"&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_mb37mb="267" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_mb37mb="267" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong closure_uid_mb37mb="303"&gt;Garrett&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, you will be starting &lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th grade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&amp;nbsp; I can't believe how you're changing everyday - growing taller and becoming more mature.&amp;nbsp; You have such a gift at reading people and knowing what they're feeling.&amp;nbsp; You're so sensitive and loving.&amp;nbsp; Even at 10 years old you have such a servants heart - wanting to help others and take care of them.&amp;nbsp; It's easy to see why you have so many friends!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I know you're going to soar in 5th grade!&amp;nbsp; You do such a great job of being responsible and staying on top of things.&amp;nbsp; With your work ethic there's no limit to what you can achieve.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy this&amp;nbsp;new season in school of changing classes and becoming more independent.&amp;nbsp; Keep loving people the way you do.&amp;nbsp; That's one of the best ways to show them Jesus!&amp;nbsp; Garrett, be confident in you are and believe in yourself!!&amp;nbsp; I love you!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_mb37mb="267" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_mb37mb="267" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_mb37mb="317" style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacob&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, you will be starting &lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong closure_uid_mb37mb="313"&gt;3rd grade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&amp;nbsp; At eight years old you are so polite and outgoing!&amp;nbsp; You love a good laugh and can be such a silly, carefree boy sometimes.&amp;nbsp; (That's just like your Mommy when she was little!)&amp;nbsp; Jacob, you are so smart!&amp;nbsp; Don't ever settle&amp;nbsp;for less than your best.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You can do anything you put your mind to!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I know you're going to love 3rd grade.&amp;nbsp; Have all the fun you can stand and learn everything you can!!&amp;nbsp; I love you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_mb37mb="267" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_mb37mb="267" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ethan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, you will be starting &lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st grade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&amp;nbsp; I can't believe how much you've changed in one short summer!&amp;nbsp; You've gone from being the shy little guy who hid behind his mommy to the little boy who willingly talks to his coaches and teachers - without mommy or daddy being there!!&amp;nbsp; It delights me to no end that you love to learn!&amp;nbsp; That's just one reason you're so&amp;nbsp;good at school!&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;know you'll work hard and make good choices.&amp;nbsp; I love you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_mb37mb="267" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_mb37mb="194" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, you will be starting &lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st grade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&amp;nbsp; I can only imagine all the joy and happiness you'll bring to your classroom with your sweet smile and infectious giggle.&amp;nbsp; I love the way you can go with the flow or break off and do your own thing.&amp;nbsp; You are such a strong, loving, creative, independent young lady!&amp;nbsp; I know you're going to work hard.&amp;nbsp; Stay focused and enjoy learning!!&amp;nbsp; I love you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_mb37mb="194" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_mb37mb="194" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em closure_uid_xiclxm="126"&gt;Lord, be with these sweet ones!&amp;nbsp; I know you live in them and will always be with them.&amp;nbsp; I pray that you protect them and help them make friendships that build them up.&amp;nbsp; Help them to see others through Your eyes and to show them Your love, kindness, and grace.&amp;nbsp; Let them be a light that shines brightly for YOU!&lt;/em&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/4175023705097861262-1170000511393690550?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1170000511393690550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=1170000511393690550&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/1170000511393690550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/1170000511393690550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/08/letter-to-my-loves.html' title='A Letter to My Loves'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0j3-uOVDxK0/Tkx6FjylUBI/AAAAAAAACRs/N153WINHGto/s72-c/KidsSummer2011+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-5968784921912162843</id><published>2011-08-15T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T10:00:00.677-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>2011-2012 ~ YEAR #12!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_9xldll="173"&gt;Today I begin my twelfth ﻿year of teaching!&amp;nbsp; TWELVE? How did that happen?&amp;nbsp; Where did the time go?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_9xldll="173"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_9xldll="173"&gt;All you have to do is read my posts about school last year to know it was a tough year.&amp;nbsp; By far the toughest!&amp;nbsp; There were many, many challenges but, now that I'm on the other side, I can honestly say that I'm a better teacher for having "endured" it.&amp;nbsp; I have more tools for my toolbox and more tricks up my sleeve.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_9xldll="173"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_9xldll="173"&gt;I never thought I'd say this, but I'm excited about today.&amp;nbsp;(If you've been praying for me, THANK YOU!&amp;nbsp; I'm only ready to go back because of that!)&amp;nbsp; I've met my class and they seem so sweet!&amp;nbsp; I'm ready to reclaim my joy in the profession I love so much!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_9xldll="265" style="clear: both; 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cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4175023705097861262-5968784921912162843?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5968784921912162843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=5968784921912162843&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5968784921912162843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5968784921912162843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/08/2011-2012-year-12.html' title='2011-2012 ~ YEAR #12!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vZ3l_TOINL4/Tkif1h48rhI/AAAAAAAACRM/u7rPuzUd42E/s72-c/School2011+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-4471910655862204209</id><published>2011-08-14T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T23:17:08.216-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Last Weekend of Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_sbq3wb="657"&gt;I started back to school (work days) last Monday.&amp;nbsp; Other than my computer crashing (the Lord healed it, thankfully),&amp;nbsp;a HUGE scheduling mess, and temporarily losing my keys for 30 min&amp;nbsp;(I thought I was going to be stranded at the High School!), it started off pretty well.&amp;nbsp; Because Mom helped me set up my classroom on the weekend and because Kelly and I had already planned, I was ahead the entire week.&amp;nbsp; As a teacher, this NEVER happens.&amp;nbsp; It felt great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_sbq3wb="188"&gt;I had Friday off.&amp;nbsp; Garrett and Ethan came to school and helped me put away tissues and Clorox wipes and pass out papers and pencils.&amp;nbsp; I loved having their help!&amp;nbsp; That evening Abby, Tonya, Mom, Tina and I kept up the traditional "back to school pedicures".&amp;nbsp; This year, to save a little money, we just did them ourselves.&amp;nbsp; The "party" went a little long, so Abby stayed the night with me (a first!) so that she didn't have to get up early and go to the football field.&amp;nbsp; I love getting to spend girl time with Abs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_sbq3wb="214" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ThKrEsmgLE/TkiYAvSo_aI/AAAAAAAACQo/4HNX-i9ZfD0/s1600/BacktoSchoolGirlsNight2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ThKrEsmgLE/TkiYAvSo_aI/AAAAAAAACQo/4HNX-i9ZfD0/s400/BacktoSchoolGirlsNight2011+001.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_sbq3wb="240" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wZkRrkcvx_8/TkiYIsLe4nI/AAAAAAAACQs/3uKB-Tkse3A/s1600/BacktoSchoolGirlsNight2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wZkRrkcvx_8/TkiYIsLe4nI/AAAAAAAACQs/3uKB-Tkse3A/s400/BacktoSchoolGirlsNight2011+002.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_sbq3wb="266" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-801GikUqZPo/TkiYQ3jZGSI/AAAAAAAACQw/xIxTzx5PBfU/s1600/BacktoSchoolGirlsNight2011+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-801GikUqZPo/TkiYQ3jZGSI/AAAAAAAACQw/xIxTzx5PBfU/s400/BacktoSchoolGirlsNight2011+003.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" closure_uid_sbq3wb="272"&gt;﻿Saturday, I didn't do much of anything until later in the evening when we celebrated Mom and Dad's birthday!!&amp;nbsp; My parents are amazing!&amp;nbsp; I love them so much!!&amp;nbsp; This year we got them both shoes.&amp;nbsp; Dad-new tennis shoes and Mom-new, frivolous sandals.&amp;nbsp; (Seriously, SO CUTE!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_sbq3wb="304" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JCHlJIepPb0/TkiZsDAtOfI/AAAAAAAACQ0/7Nz8y87ckUg/s1600/DadMomBday2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JCHlJIepPb0/TkiZsDAtOfI/AAAAAAAACQ0/7Nz8y87ckUg/s400/DadMomBday2011+001.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_sbq3wb="304" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh, cousins!&amp;nbsp; They love hanging out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Po-9L_gu4ks/TkiZzgXLRNI/AAAAAAAACQ4/H7Yq9H0RXjY/s1600/DadMomBday2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Po-9L_gu4ks/TkiZzgXLRNI/AAAAAAAACQ4/H7Yq9H0RXjY/s400/DadMomBday2011+002.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_sbq3wb="568" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pop's farm buddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_sbq3wb="574" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q05_Slye9Do/TkiZ8q3trBI/AAAAAAAACQ8/hfhsYd9LRQs/s1600/DadMomBday2011+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q05_Slye9Do/TkiZ8q3trBI/AAAAAAAACQ8/hfhsYd9LRQs/s400/DadMomBday2011+003.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_sbq3wb="575" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kenley loved the chocolate cake.&amp;nbsp; Can you tell?&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_sbq3wb="593" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a closure_uid_sbq3wb="660" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iXv1Wa5AAew/TkiaGKSDiCI/AAAAAAAACRA/VWRAQA9osQQ/s1600/DadMomBday2011+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iXv1Wa5AAew/TkiaGKSDiCI/AAAAAAAACRA/VWRAQA9osQQ/s400/DadMomBday2011+004.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_sbq3wb="437" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FhP3ZAinnPE/TkiaP2ZEFwI/AAAAAAAACRE/8D1gu7slta8/s1600/DadMomBday2011+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FhP3ZAinnPE/TkiaP2ZEFwI/AAAAAAAACRE/8D1gu7slta8/s400/DadMomBday2011+005.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-43Nxw7snuno/TkiaYalVh5I/AAAAAAAACRI/8_PJ_MCHD-Q/s1600/DadMomBday2011+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-43Nxw7snuno/TkiaYalVh5I/AAAAAAAACRI/8_PJ_MCHD-Q/s400/DadMomBday2011+006.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_sbq3wb="267" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, today, I went riding.&amp;nbsp; What a beautiful day for it!!&amp;nbsp; Stormy was perfect and gave me such a great ride!&amp;nbsp; It was just what I needed.&amp;nbsp; I feel so relaxed and ready to face the week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&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/4175023705097861262-4471910655862204209?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4471910655862204209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=4471910655862204209&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4471910655862204209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4471910655862204209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/08/last-weekend-of-freedom.html' title='Last Weekend of Freedom'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ThKrEsmgLE/TkiYAvSo_aI/AAAAAAAACQo/4HNX-i9ZfD0/s72-c/BacktoSchoolGirlsNight2011+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-7034028337850169695</id><published>2011-07-20T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T22:07:12.011-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Vacation - Day 4 - Sun Kissed &amp; Water Logged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_xgkl79="184" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another great day!&amp;nbsp; Breezier, but the intensity of the sun seemed to be more extreme.&amp;nbsp; While vacationing I &lt;em&gt;loved &lt;/em&gt;my quiet morning time at the beach!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qBkSEDxCv9s/TieRCqJ0z0I/AAAAAAAACPw/KkCYnbVLM3A/s1600/Destin2011+077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qBkSEDxCv9s/TieRCqJ0z0I/AAAAAAAACPw/KkCYnbVLM3A/s400/Destin2011+077.jpg" t$="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="221" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This morning we enjoyed Grammy's delicious scrambled eggs and ham and we took our time getting ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="264" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0J7Kc64bMM/TieR6T5Gr0I/AAAAAAAACP0/D2Asjeqa6IU/s1600/Destin2011+084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0J7Kc64bMM/TieR6T5Gr0I/AAAAAAAACP0/D2Asjeqa6IU/s400/Destin2011+084.jpg" t$="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="290" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hgLHTcyK_Zc/TieR-s6YIRI/AAAAAAAACP4/QR-6ItAlkk4/s1600/Destin2011+078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hgLHTcyK_Zc/TieR-s6YIRI/AAAAAAAACP4/QR-6ItAlkk4/s400/Destin2011+078.jpg" t$="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="316" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bdDFPjeSnsU/TieSCculyUI/AAAAAAAACP8/buxg88dWOZY/s1600/Destin2011+079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bdDFPjeSnsU/TieSCculyUI/AAAAAAAACP8/buxg88dWOZY/s400/Destin2011+079.jpg" t$="true" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="416" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EWi7vorqX7w/TieSGIDx53I/AAAAAAAACQA/nD29Zx5l2bs/s1600/Destin2011+080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EWi7vorqX7w/TieSGIDx53I/AAAAAAAACQA/nD29Zx5l2bs/s400/Destin2011+080.jpg" t$="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_xgkl79="318" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today Mom, Dad, and I swam out to a sandbar just a little farther away from the shore.&amp;nbsp; Here we were able to enjoy the clear, turquoise ocean we've grown to love!&amp;nbsp; Later I talked Chris, Garrett, and Ethan into swimming out with me.&amp;nbsp; We each grabbed a boogie board and swam out.&amp;nbsp; This was a little hard for Garrett.&amp;nbsp; Two years ago he was sucked out by a rip current.&amp;nbsp; And I mean sucked out - in an instant.&amp;nbsp; SO scary!!&amp;nbsp; I'm so proud of him, though, because he worked through this fear!&amp;nbsp; While on the sandbar a "dolphin cruiser" drove by just 50 yards away with a dolphin swimming and jumping behind it.&amp;nbsp; So cool!!&amp;nbsp; We got some amazing waves from it too!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This was one of my favorite parts of the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="464" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6aULnmtGrAI/TieTsPgEvXI/AAAAAAAACQE/W05CFpLzzsI/s1600/Destin2011+081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6aULnmtGrAI/TieTsPgEvXI/AAAAAAAACQE/W05CFpLzzsI/s400/Destin2011+081.jpg" t$="true" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="490" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zwmRLCVrWvM/TieTxMZSJcI/AAAAAAAACQI/1LzqunTrz78/s1600/Destin2011+082.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zwmRLCVrWvM/TieTxMZSJcI/AAAAAAAACQI/1LzqunTrz78/s400/Destin2011+082.jpg" t$="true" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="516" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FZiexbBZQGs/TieT5kXAhWI/AAAAAAAACQM/kfr1CAQtRgI/s1600/Destin2011+085.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FZiexbBZQGs/TieT5kXAhWI/AAAAAAAACQM/kfr1CAQtRgI/s400/Destin2011+085.jpg" t$="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="516" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today I was very, very good about reapplying sunscreen.&amp;nbsp; I watched the clock carefully and was never late.&amp;nbsp; This is what leads me to believe the sun was more intense.&amp;nbsp; I got a sunburn today!&amp;nbsp; :(&amp;nbsp; So glad it was the last day.&amp;nbsp; Also, after&amp;nbsp;several days of being here, today was the day I walked off the beach with "raccoon" eyes.&amp;nbsp; When we came in for lunch around 1:30, I was beginning to feel it and thought I should probably quit for the day.&amp;nbsp; We were all pretty pooped!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="516" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KGe5oHVOFoQ/TieU48hG6bI/AAAAAAAACQQ/oj0253AThmU/s1600/Destin2011+095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KGe5oHVOFoQ/TieU48hG6bI/AAAAAAAACQQ/oj0253AThmU/s400/Destin2011+095.jpg" t$="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="516" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Later in the afternoon Chris rented a kayak and took the boys out for a spin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="516" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vSEVkred-GI/TieVZmc4ZrI/AAAAAAAACQU/ybRVdkXJhzM/s1600/Destin2011+088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vSEVkred-GI/TieVZmc4ZrI/AAAAAAAACQU/ybRVdkXJhzM/s400/Destin2011+088.jpg" t$="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8gqz1WWYgjk/TieVhx7TclI/AAAAAAAACQY/6UWEK2pQagg/s1600/Destin2011+090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8gqz1WWYgjk/TieVhx7TclI/AAAAAAAACQY/6UWEK2pQagg/s400/Destin2011+090.jpg" t$="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="622" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wYylo2PPjhg/TieVvCNJv3I/AAAAAAAACQc/hNnUBRXvho0/s1600/Destin2011+091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wYylo2PPjhg/TieVvCNJv3I/AAAAAAAACQc/hNnUBRXvho0/s400/Destin2011+091.jpg" t$="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="622" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This evening we walked to shop for some souvenirs.&amp;nbsp; The boys wanted to go home with tattoos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="622" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0RGDtQQ68DE/TieWgLB8lZI/AAAAAAAACQg/HcWgsx6YsPE/s1600/Destin2011+097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0RGDtQQ68DE/TieWgLB8lZI/AAAAAAAACQg/HcWgsx6YsPE/s400/Destin2011+097.jpg" t$="true" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="622" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks, Pop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="675" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oyVf2CewMIY/TieWn59MytI/AAAAAAAACQk/xGD_qfzSJ-U/s1600/Destin2011+100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oyVf2CewMIY/TieWn59MytI/AAAAAAAACQk/xGD_qfzSJ-U/s400/Destin2011+100.jpg" t$="true" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" closure_uid_xgkl79="675" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As I type this some are packing, some are eating dinner, and some are watching T.V.&amp;nbsp; I'll miss that about vacation - the freedom of not being on a schedule and very little responsibility!&amp;nbsp; However, I am anxious to get home and see the rest of the fam and a certain little, white fluffball!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/4175023705097861262-7034028337850169695?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7034028337850169695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=7034028337850169695&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7034028337850169695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7034028337850169695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/07/vacation-day-4-sun-kissed-water-logged.html' title='Vacation - Day 4 - Sun Kissed &amp; Water Logged'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qBkSEDxCv9s/TieRCqJ0z0I/AAAAAAAACPw/KkCYnbVLM3A/s72-c/Destin2011+077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-3321868315213787266</id><published>2011-07-19T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T22:51:16.090-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Vacation - Day 3 - Surf n' Sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got up a little before 8:00 this morning to enjoy some quiet time at the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5Z4KOgOGQQ/TiZKjymTXPI/AAAAAAAACOo/MjAtY7QX9JQ/s1600/Destin2011+030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5Z4KOgOGQQ/TiZKjymTXPI/AAAAAAAACOo/MjAtY7QX9JQ/s400/Destin2011+030.jpg" t$="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿I brought my book - the one I saved to read just for this trip and haven't had time to - but couldn't pull my eyes away from this view.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't help but look at out the seemingly endless ocean and think about it being like God's love - so deep and never ending.&amp;nbsp; As I was thanking Him for who He is, three dolphins swam by.&amp;nbsp; They came even closer than some people swimming yesterday.&amp;nbsp; It was truly breathtaking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After an hour or so I headed back up to eat breakfast with those who were up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_lLRptaAUc/TiZLm9dIVsI/AAAAAAAACOs/xrws6qzaKI4/s1600/Destin2011+068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_lLRptaAUc/TiZLm9dIVsI/AAAAAAAACOs/xrws6qzaKI4/s400/Destin2011+068.jpg" t$="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After a hearty breakfast of biscuits and gravy, we were out among 'em again.&amp;nbsp; We were so glad that the seaweed was so much better today!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OK2khfVRZuQ/TiZMQuyDTPI/AAAAAAAACOw/GVQNDuZvqWI/s1600/Destin2011+069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OK2khfVRZuQ/TiZMQuyDTPI/AAAAAAAACOw/GVQNDuZvqWI/s400/Destin2011+069.jpg" t$="true" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;BIG NEWS today!!&amp;nbsp; Ethan lost his first tooth!&amp;nbsp; He's been waiting FOREVER for this!&amp;nbsp; He's not quite as toothless as Abby, but he's on his way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BopeXriKuQw/TiZN1nfx06I/AAAAAAAACPM/Yz8hyFp59zA/s1600/Destin2011+036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BopeXriKuQw/TiZN1nfx06I/AAAAAAAACPM/Yz8hyFp59zA/s400/Destin2011+036.jpg" t$="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tonight Mom and Dad and I went out for seafood.&amp;nbsp; We ate at Floyd's and had some delicious coconut shrimp, grouper, and popcorn shrimp.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8D056cFEq4/TiZOPPyZjzI/AAAAAAAACPQ/-5W2Kl9i2HQ/s1600/Destin2011+034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8D056cFEq4/TiZOPPyZjzI/AAAAAAAACPQ/-5W2Kl9i2HQ/s400/Destin2011+034.jpg" t$="true" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VYJX-o9eYrM/TiZOVzL2K4I/AAAAAAAACPU/lHHuPbRXvcE/s1600/Destin2011+035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VYJX-o9eYrM/TiZOVzL2K4I/AAAAAAAACPU/lHHuPbRXvcE/s400/Destin2011+035.jpg" t$="true" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We came back and took some pictures on the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-camfiiw98rQ/TiZPhl9ZANI/AAAAAAAACPs/4PsdCQr3xKg/s1600/Destin2011+064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-camfiiw98rQ/TiZPhl9ZANI/AAAAAAAACPs/4PsdCQr3xKg/s400/Destin2011+064.jpg" t$="true" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So thankful for another great day full of sun with temperatures cooler than home, believe it or not!&amp;nbsp; The day was made better because I've been getting several sweet texts from Sara.&amp;nbsp; Texts of Chloe being spoiled with belly rubs!!&amp;nbsp; I may not get her to come home with me!&amp;nbsp; Thanks, Sara, for taking such good care of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-3321868315213787266?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3321868315213787266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=3321868315213787266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/3321868315213787266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/3321868315213787266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/07/vacation-day-3-surf-n-sand.html' title='Vacation - Day 3 - Surf n&apos; Sand'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5Z4KOgOGQQ/TiZKjymTXPI/AAAAAAAACOo/MjAtY7QX9JQ/s72-c/Destin2011+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-4609901094202744791</id><published>2011-07-18T21:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T21:54:38.100-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Vacation - Day 2 - Fun in the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a great day!!&amp;nbsp; A fabulous day!!&amp;nbsp; We were blessed today with a beautiful, cloudless day AND the weather was glorious!!&amp;nbsp; A high of 89 degrees!&amp;nbsp; It was so much cooler than home.&amp;nbsp; (And I have to mention that I love that there are no bugs in Florida!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We started&amp;nbsp;the day with some delicious french toast, pancakes, bacon, and sausage.&amp;nbsp; (Well, actually, Dad started the day for everyone by getting up and turning on every possible light to make coffee.&amp;nbsp; To make coffee with our bottled water!)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After&amp;nbsp;"gooping" up we finally&amp;nbsp;headed out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfBpFwP9J7g/TiTpJVgNfaI/AAAAAAAACOQ/C0yv3V4mwk4/s1600/Destin2011+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfBpFwP9J7g/TiTpJVgNfaI/AAAAAAAACOQ/C0yv3V4mwk4/s400/Destin2011+008.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rvGvvVtjOSQ/TiTpV145rzI/AAAAAAAACOU/qEX1N36K7TU/s1600/Destin2011+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rvGvvVtjOSQ/TiTpV145rzI/AAAAAAAACOU/qEX1N36K7TU/s400/Destin2011+011.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDy7lohko2I/TiTpc-pok1I/AAAAAAAACOY/UFcpOnNpDsA/s1600/Destin2011+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDy7lohko2I/TiTpc-pok1I/AAAAAAAACOY/UFcpOnNpDsA/s400/Destin2011+012.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;For some reason there was a lot (and I mean A LOT)&amp;nbsp;of seaweed!&amp;nbsp; So, we&amp;nbsp;soaked&amp;nbsp;up the beach for&amp;nbsp;quite awhile and then spent most of the rest of the day in the lazy river.&amp;nbsp;Chase made it his personal mission to stick me directly under the waterfalls.&amp;nbsp; He is SO STRONG.&amp;nbsp; My arms are so tired from trying to pull away from him, but I had so much fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GJT1sI60OXE/TiTpflsg6II/AAAAAAAACOc/x2jCZloGLic/s1600/Destin2011+028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GJT1sI60OXE/TiTpflsg6II/AAAAAAAACOc/x2jCZloGLic/s400/Destin2011+028.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿We ended the day with a delicious steak dinner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_kEh2OVCsk/TiTrGgmu3LI/AAAAAAAACOg/uRwqg8ioiO8/s1600/Destin2011+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_kEh2OVCsk/TiTrGgmu3LI/AAAAAAAACOg/uRwqg8ioiO8/s400/Destin2011+029.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;...and Grammy's made-from-scratch brownies while watching one of our favorites, "Wild Hog's".&amp;nbsp; The boys love watching this with Pop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hD6JMVwhQ_Q/TiTr9p1S-xI/AAAAAAAACOk/z5NBIuFPftM/s1600/Destin2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hD6JMVwhQ_Q/TiTr9p1S-xI/AAAAAAAACOk/z5NBIuFPftM/s400/Destin2011.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I can't tell you how many times today we talked about missing the "rest of us".&amp;nbsp; Matt, Tonya, Jacob, Abby, the only thing that could make this better is you guys!&amp;nbsp; We miss you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&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/4175023705097861262-4609901094202744791?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4609901094202744791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=4609901094202744791&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4609901094202744791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4609901094202744791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/07/vacation-day-2-fun-in-sun.html' title='Vacation - Day 2 - Fun in the Sun'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfBpFwP9J7g/TiTpJVgNfaI/AAAAAAAACOQ/C0yv3V4mwk4/s72-c/Destin2011+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-902155735125894882</id><published>2011-07-18T21:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T21:34:24.486-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>VACATION - Day 1 - Traveling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We loaded up and headed south at 4:00 a.m. on Sunday morning.&amp;nbsp; (I really wanted to get&amp;nbsp;a picture, but let's face it, I can't get this group to pose or smile for a picture at a decent hour!)&amp;nbsp; I had trouble falling asleep, so I only got about an hour and a half of sleep.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't worried because I knew this would help me pass time in the car.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp;(At least that's what I thought.)&amp;nbsp; Garrett hopped in the car with us.&amp;nbsp; He told us that he feels the best way to pass time in the car and create memories was to talk!&amp;nbsp; Not at all what I expected to hear from a future 5th grader, but he meant it.&amp;nbsp; He was quite the chatterbox!&amp;nbsp; We made our first stop around 7:00 for breakfast and Garrett finally fell asleep a few hours after that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CX3NH83WYPE/TiTiYq1vRUI/AAAAAAAACNQ/8-4etxYpfNk/s1600/Destin2011+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CX3NH83WYPE/TiTiYq1vRUI/AAAAAAAACNQ/8-4etxYpfNk/s400/Destin2011+017.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;He and I passed the time together in the back seat playing a little Angry Birds, the traditional "alphabet game", Name that Tune, and he enjoyed teasing and giving me a hard time whenever he could!&amp;nbsp; Just thought I'd include a little picture of my view when Dad was not driving....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zN9RvRpw2Jc/TiTkpc_hrWI/AAAAAAAACNk/skFFp0Ar6sI/s1600/Destin2011+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zN9RvRpw2Jc/TiTkpc_hrWI/AAAAAAAACNk/skFFp0Ar6sI/s320/Destin2011+016.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;He was ready for a nap but with not being to see out and having the seat practically in my lap, my claustrophobia set in!&amp;nbsp; Easily fixed, though, I just moved over and crowded Garrett.&amp;nbsp; I think it might have worked for the best, though, because it gave him less wiggle room.&amp;nbsp; After the lunch stop Ethan hopped in with us.&amp;nbsp; He was completely opposite of Garrett and fell asleep right away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfvFKqORJIY/TiTjFu2M_FI/AAAAAAAACNU/s1pJfDAJ4Ks/s1600/Destin2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfvFKqORJIY/TiTjFu2M_FI/AAAAAAAACNU/s1pJfDAJ4Ks/s400/Destin2011+001.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;But, he more than made up for it when he was awake!&amp;nbsp; He loved reading the map and following our route.&amp;nbsp; However, by the time we'd finally reached Florida state line, he'd pretty much had it!&amp;nbsp; We ALL had!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FqB6as2mkl4/TiTjhii9NLI/AAAAAAAACNY/EgJ9KzZiI1A/s1600/Destin2011+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FqB6as2mkl4/TiTjhii9NLI/AAAAAAAACNY/EgJ9KzZiI1A/s400/Destin2011+019.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;After the 10th hour&amp;nbsp;being couped up in the car you begin to think, "Was this really worth it?"&amp;nbsp; Then you get there and see the view from your condo and know it was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-84lxIRDUQdQ/TiTj33N3YLI/AAAAAAAACNc/_cGAZ0_R4XA/s1600/Destin2011+024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-84lxIRDUQdQ/TiTj33N3YLI/AAAAAAAACNc/_cGAZ0_R4XA/s400/Destin2011+024.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2u888kOKBKE/TiTkLx-4PiI/AAAAAAAACNg/O-EqoO_VcZQ/s1600/Destin2011+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2u888kOKBKE/TiTkLx-4PiI/AAAAAAAACNg/O-EqoO_VcZQ/s400/Destin2011+015.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;We loved our new temporary digs!&amp;nbsp; So clean and roomy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k4yim0QudUk/TiTltq34XiI/AAAAAAAACNw/BD3x5OEXwkk/s1600/Destin2011+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k4yim0QudUk/TiTltq34XiI/AAAAAAAACNw/BD3x5OEXwkk/s400/Destin2011+022.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WNPxE7veNwo/TiTl0jwcRiI/AAAAAAAACN0/v6svJipkhk4/s1600/Destin2011+023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WNPxE7veNwo/TiTl0jwcRiI/AAAAAAAACN0/v6svJipkhk4/s400/Destin2011+023.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5t3gvUyLpw/TiTl4QkQJNI/AAAAAAAACN4/DTrg2Mmtul4/s1600/Destin2011+025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5t3gvUyLpw/TiTl4QkQJNI/AAAAAAAACN4/DTrg2Mmtul4/s400/Destin2011+025.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCrSfdtIkoo/TiTl7SAmvII/AAAAAAAACN8/mdrZyqp9jqQ/s1600/Destin2011+026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCrSfdtIkoo/TiTl7SAmvII/AAAAAAAACN8/mdrZyqp9jqQ/s400/Destin2011+026.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;After unpacking and choosing rooms...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x2DKF0_Sq88/TiTlTO5VcDI/AAAAAAAACNo/v72zezNK55w/s1600/Destin2011+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x2DKF0_Sq88/TiTlTO5VcDI/AAAAAAAACNo/v72zezNK55w/s400/Destin2011+020.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ciPjAZ46g4s/TiTlVmmbgMI/AAAAAAAACNs/nheMYF-Ov1Q/s1600/Destin2011+021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ciPjAZ46g4s/TiTlVmmbgMI/AAAAAAAACNs/nheMYF-Ov1Q/s400/Destin2011+021.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;We had to check out where we were going to spend the majority of the time while we were here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wAP6rDydmD8/TiTmeneiSVI/AAAAAAAACOA/lU3FP4B0DdI/s1600/Destin2011+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wAP6rDydmD8/TiTmeneiSVI/AAAAAAAACOA/lU3FP4B0DdI/s400/Destin2011+003.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iECsruGib6s/TiTmmpq7sAI/AAAAAAAACOE/czKB6iRNBnk/s1600/Destin2011+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iECsruGib6s/TiTmmpq7sAI/AAAAAAAACOE/czKB6iRNBnk/s400/Destin2011+004.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vQDhllyIq-8/TiTnHl_LL7I/AAAAAAAACOM/23hwqnYunJQ/s1600/Destin2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vQDhllyIq-8/TiTnHl_LL7I/AAAAAAAACOM/23hwqnYunJQ/s400/Destin2011+002.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aq0Hht9CbeA/TiTmw5DRBiI/AAAAAAAACOI/iFotnlHHC6A/s1600/Destin2011+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aq0Hht9CbeA/TiTmw5DRBiI/AAAAAAAACOI/iFotnlHHC6A/s400/Destin2011+005.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We all crashed with the excitement of tomorrow!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&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/4175023705097861262-902155735125894882?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/902155735125894882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=902155735125894882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/902155735125894882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/902155735125894882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/07/vacation-day-1-traveling.html' title='VACATION - Day 1 - Traveling'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CX3NH83WYPE/TiTiYq1vRUI/AAAAAAAACNQ/8-4etxYpfNk/s72-c/Destin2011+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-5953696924811962694</id><published>2011-07-16T00:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T00:52:25.865-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Getting ready for Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love looking forward to vacation and planning how you're going to spend your days﻿ while away.&amp;nbsp; There's so much excitement and anticipation in the days before!&amp;nbsp; This year we (Mom, Dad,&amp;nbsp;all of Tina's family, and I) are going to Destin.&amp;nbsp; Relaxation and fun in the sun&amp;nbsp;are the name of the game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I waited until the last possible minute to get a pedicure.&amp;nbsp; Kayla and I went today and enjoyed the pampering!&amp;nbsp; (I'm not sure what to do with myself.&amp;nbsp; I've gotten to see her twice in two weeks.&amp;nbsp; That NEVER happens!&amp;nbsp; As crazy as it sounds, it makes me miss her even more, though.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm pretty much packed, the house is clean, the yard has been mowed, Chloe's bag is ready, and the laundry is done.&amp;nbsp; I have this crazy obsession to have &lt;em&gt;everything &lt;/em&gt;in it's place and clean before I leave.&amp;nbsp; (This is true of my classroom, too.)&amp;nbsp; I like to leave so that when I get home, I have nothing to do but unpack.&amp;nbsp; Well, I got a little carried away this time.&amp;nbsp; Tonight I made some of that yummy spinach dip for us to enjoy for lunches.&amp;nbsp; When I got in the pantry to get out the dry soup mix, I decided it needed to be cleaned out and reorganized.&amp;nbsp; Then, later, when I was putting away laundry, I reorganized my closest and and went through my clothes, coming up with bags of stuff to donate.&amp;nbsp; I was supposed to be catching up on blogging!!&amp;nbsp; Oh, well.&amp;nbsp; Guess I'll do that tomorrow evening!&amp;nbsp; I love the spontaneity that comes with summer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/4175023705097861262-5953696924811962694?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5953696924811962694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=5953696924811962694&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5953696924811962694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5953696924811962694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/07/getting-ready-for-vacation.html' title='Getting ready for Vacation'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-849056651315804481</id><published>2011-06-21T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:52:25.719-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE the smell and comfort of a clean house!!&amp;nbsp; There's just something about it that refreshes and relaxes me at the same time.&amp;nbsp; Does that make sense?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, the thing I dislike most about cleaning is mopping - yuck!&amp;nbsp; It hurts my back and makes me sweat.&amp;nbsp; I recently purchased something that helps with that, though.&amp;nbsp; I bought the Shark steam cleaner.&amp;nbsp; It's actually both a vacuum and a floor cleaner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8IHbrMyTvSI/TgFXlaxFZ8I/AAAAAAAACNM/2Ec8t8DS8Wk/s1600/shark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8IHbrMyTvSI/TgFXlaxFZ8I/AAAAAAAACNM/2Ec8t8DS8Wk/s400/shark.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;I remembered &lt;a href="http://barryhomelife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt; saying how much she loved hers and if anyone knows &lt;em&gt;clean, &lt;/em&gt;it's that girl!&amp;nbsp; Well, it didn't disappoint.&amp;nbsp; It's&amp;nbsp;SO easy&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and gets the floor&amp;nbsp;SO clean.&amp;nbsp; Can you see that shine in the picture above?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;I. Love. It.&amp;nbsp; The days of hating mopping are long gone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-849056651315804481?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/849056651315804481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=849056651315804481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/849056651315804481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/849056651315804481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-love-smell-and-comfort-of-clean-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8IHbrMyTvSI/TgFXlaxFZ8I/AAAAAAAACNM/2Ec8t8DS8Wk/s72-c/shark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-6925594172371918817</id><published>2011-06-19T23:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T23:29:18.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Summer Lovin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the past four days, I finally feel like summer (and all the fun that goes with it) has finally arrived!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It started on Thursday when I made a trip to school to copy off the math stuff Kelly and I worked so hard on.&amp;nbsp; We have a few finishing touches, but no "brain power" will be needed.&amp;nbsp; (Yay!&amp;nbsp; Not sure how much is left anyway.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mQTBKNzUoGg/Tf6_hctHbbI/AAAAAAAACME/UIKHamZb_Bc/s1600/June2011+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mQTBKNzUoGg/Tf6_hctHbbI/AAAAAAAACME/UIKHamZb_Bc/s320/June2011+004.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you, Sara, for letting me "bug" you and borrow your computer to do this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WUABpiHecok/Tf6_0R4Vh6I/AAAAAAAACMI/4BXIsbIaTDg/s1600/June2011+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WUABpiHecok/Tf6_0R4Vh6I/AAAAAAAACMI/4BXIsbIaTDg/s400/June2011+005.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Thursday I had my first, non-work related lunch date of the summer!&amp;nbsp; Kayla, I LOVED catching up with you and your parents.&amp;nbsp; It was so relaxing and just plain fun!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K6nviwwAbh8/Tf6_-Tk-hYI/AAAAAAAACMM/VjFo6HiZnOM/s1600/June2011+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K6nviwwAbh8/Tf6_-Tk-hYI/AAAAAAAACMM/VjFo6HiZnOM/s400/June2011+006.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;After some shopping in Branson, I helped Mom and Dad set up their new iPad.&amp;nbsp; Too cool!!&amp;nbsp; They are going to love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CCqRnny_czo/Tf7AKBo-qHI/AAAAAAAACMQ/T4zWyR7D42c/s1600/June2011+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CCqRnny_czo/Tf7AKBo-qHI/AAAAAAAACMQ/T4zWyR7D42c/s400/June2011+008.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you guess who I spent the day with Friday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VNT93XPIf_8/Tf7AQbh5A0I/AAAAAAAACMU/XpGhfEG0hfY/s1600/June2011+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VNT93XPIf_8/Tf7AQbh5A0I/AAAAAAAACMU/XpGhfEG0hfY/s320/June2011+009.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Kelly and I have made it a tradition to check out the magnificent houses on the Parade of Homes every June.&amp;nbsp; We have so much fun looking at new trends and walking through the amazing homes.&amp;nbsp; This year we toured one that was 10,000 square feet!&amp;nbsp; It felt more like a resort than a home!&amp;nbsp; We kicked off the day with a visit to a new restaurant, Farmer's Gastropub in downtown Springfield.&amp;nbsp; It serves fresh, local, organic food.&amp;nbsp; We really enjoyed it.&amp;nbsp; And, of course, since we were only a block away, we &lt;em&gt;had &lt;/em&gt;to visit The Cup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;That evening I caught a few of Chase's basketball games.&amp;nbsp; I took him home and we enjoyed some quality time while watching "The Office".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday started at 7:00 (to beat the heat).&amp;nbsp; I helped Dad wax Papa's truck and he helped me wax my car.&amp;nbsp; Thanks, Mom, for cleaning out the inside.&amp;nbsp; It looks brand new!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pYcu7LBHZG8/Tf7Af48x8iI/AAAAAAAACMc/TYGIztiRBxs/s1600/June2011+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pYcu7LBHZG8/Tf7Af48x8iI/AAAAAAAACMc/TYGIztiRBxs/s400/June2011+011.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of looking brand new, Papa thought we had traded his in and brought him a new one.&amp;nbsp; It looked completely different!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lja2v2GpTxY/Tf7AtPT68tI/AAAAAAAACMg/DvvkLnLXhxM/s1600/June2011+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lja2v2GpTxY/Tf7AtPT68tI/AAAAAAAACMg/DvvkLnLXhxM/s400/June2011+012.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had to include this little, refreshing treat.&amp;nbsp; I'm loving Starbucks Green-Tea Frappuccino!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0bidjiH_w8/Tf7A1IXGAWI/AAAAAAAACMk/4tMxvqpXK-M/s1600/June2011+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0bidjiH_w8/Tf7A1IXGAWI/AAAAAAAACMk/4tMxvqpXK-M/s320/June2011+013.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wrapped up this summer lovin' weekend celebrating Father's Day!!&amp;nbsp; Words would fail me if I tried to describe how much I love, admire, and respect this man.&amp;nbsp; I just hope that I show him how much I love him every time I'm with him.&amp;nbsp; He &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;teaches me so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8qGyL6_vXWQ/Tf7CYfF46dI/AAAAAAAACMo/LYd8Rd8Wcgc/s1600/Father%2527s+Day+2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8qGyL6_vXWQ/Tf7CYfF46dI/AAAAAAAACMo/LYd8Rd8Wcgc/s400/Father%2527s+Day+2011+001.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our tradition is to have a picnic and then play a lively game of whiffle ball, but the past few years it's been SO hot, we decided to wait and celebrate this evening.&amp;nbsp; We still had a picnic at a local park, complete with Mom's homemade fried chicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x5RN7kkCQgk/Tf7Cjr7j79I/AAAAAAAACMs/Id4NOM0tXOM/s1600/Father%2527s+Day+2011+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x5RN7kkCQgk/Tf7Cjr7j79I/AAAAAAAACMs/Id4NOM0tXOM/s400/Father%2527s+Day+2011+005.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-im9EZcNS8Mc/Tf7CuEDKd1I/AAAAAAAACMw/7G5Ai2WRtHo/s1600/Father%2527s+Day+2011+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-im9EZcNS8Mc/Tf7CuEDKd1I/AAAAAAAACMw/7G5Ai2WRtHo/s400/Father%2527s+Day+2011+006.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BizESvdIqwg/Tf7C3Umsu5I/AAAAAAAACM0/dIRDW9aDY1Q/s1600/Father%2527s+Day+2011+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BizESvdIqwg/Tf7C3Umsu5I/AAAAAAAACM0/dIRDW9aDY1Q/s400/Father%2527s+Day+2011+007.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;No whiffle ball this year, but everyone enjoyed some Frisbee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uBYMWDfcmpw/Tf7DDyX1CmI/AAAAAAAACM4/VKwhtFsZXc8/s1600/Father%2527s+Day+2011+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uBYMWDfcmpw/Tf7DDyX1CmI/AAAAAAAACM4/VKwhtFsZXc8/s400/Father%2527s+Day+2011+009.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And who can turn down swinging??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UEVGT5xfZPs/Tf7DP0MPkPI/AAAAAAAACM8/t9CB5z9UkIE/s1600/Father%2527s+Day+2011+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UEVGT5xfZPs/Tf7DP0MPkPI/AAAAAAAACM8/t9CB5z9UkIE/s400/Father%2527s+Day+2011+010.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Or jumping out of them for that matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juasQjH57qk/Tf7DY4ELPYI/AAAAAAAACNA/59SSJ4s40-g/s1600/Father%2527s+Day+2011+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juasQjH57qk/Tf7DY4ELPYI/AAAAAAAACNA/59SSJ4s40-g/s400/Father%2527s+Day+2011+012.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We finished the evening with homemade ice cream and brownies at Tina's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zkkg_VBsbmM/Tf7DhV_7pVI/AAAAAAAACNE/MvlYtvt3hrk/s1600/Father%2527s+Day+2011+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zkkg_VBsbmM/Tf7DhV_7pVI/AAAAAAAACNE/MvlYtvt3hrk/s400/Father%2527s+Day+2011+013.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love that the little guys love getting together as much as we do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_EES5t4FFc/Tf7DrnTcDVI/AAAAAAAACNI/B3bJGjKd-mM/s1600/Father%2527s+Day+2011+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_EES5t4FFc/Tf7DrnTcDVI/AAAAAAAACNI/B3bJGjKd-mM/s400/Father%2527s+Day+2011+015.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm absolutely &lt;em&gt;loving &lt;/em&gt;summertime!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/4175023705097861262-6925594172371918817?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6925594172371918817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=6925594172371918817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6925594172371918817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6925594172371918817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-lovin.html' title='Summer Lovin&apos;'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mQTBKNzUoGg/Tf6_hctHbbI/AAAAAAAACME/UIKHamZb_Bc/s72-c/June2011+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-8064178371422809512</id><published>2011-06-15T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:24:02.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little work sandwiched between some fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿Ahhh, finally a day with temps in the 80's! I took advantage of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a beautiful day for a ride and since Dad is retired, we didn't have to wait until Saturday to do it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7TtYbBfe3xY/Tfl1EUsnhPI/AAAAAAAACL8/xmPgtt80NZY/s1600/June2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7TtYbBfe3xY/Tfl1EUsnhPI/AAAAAAAACL8/xmPgtt80NZY/s400/June2011+001.jpg" t8="true" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The best part about riding at Bar K is a Kay's sandwich!!!&amp;nbsp; They make them at Kay's convenience store in Chadwick.&amp;nbsp; They are made fresh and are piled high with goodness!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kd5Yqf6pwOw/Tfl1LlXuseI/AAAAAAAACMA/f4y69GlaEBE/s1600/June2011+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kd5Yqf6pwOw/Tfl1LlXuseI/AAAAAAAACMA/f4y69GlaEBE/s320/June2011+003.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;When I got home I had a small window of time (an hour) to get the yard mowed.&amp;nbsp; I squeezed this into the day because I've heard the forecast and didn't want to waste this abnormally cooler day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After a quick shower I headed to a meeting at school about next year's schedule.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, there were no changes for me, yay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;With all the work of the day done, I&amp;nbsp;went to Sara's to check out her painting projects, then we headed to dinner and church.&amp;nbsp; Sara, thanks for going with me.&amp;nbsp; I loved spending some time with you and your precious boys!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thankful for days like today.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&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/4175023705097861262-8064178371422809512?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8064178371422809512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=8064178371422809512&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/8064178371422809512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/8064178371422809512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-work-sandwiched-between-some-fun.html' title='A little work sandwiched between some fun!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7TtYbBfe3xY/Tfl1EUsnhPI/AAAAAAAACL8/xmPgtt80NZY/s72-c/June2011+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-1986868908580861841</id><published>2011-06-14T23:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T23:08:06.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>161 documents later...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and we are FINALLY finished!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-POJnoApH2bk/TfguZCkjlXI/AAAAAAAACL0/mGOxiyM4xs0/s1600/misc+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-POJnoApH2bk/TfguZCkjlXI/AAAAAAAACL0/mGOxiyM4xs0/s640/misc+001.jpg" t8="true" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿All that's left to do is print them (new daily morning work and weekly math assessments) out and write a few things in.&amp;nbsp; As good as it feels now, I know it will feel even better this fall!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I knocked another thing off the list today when Mom came over tonight&amp;nbsp;to help me clean out the garage and get it ready for next week's garage sale.&amp;nbsp; I'd be lost without you, Mom, seriously!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FjYqYqZm-nw/TfgujlM5XuI/AAAAAAAACL4/w_fZtnFwPR8/s1600/misc+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FjYqYqZm-nw/TfgujlM5XuI/AAAAAAAACL4/w_fZtnFwPR8/s320/misc+002.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/4175023705097861262-1986868908580861841?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1986868908580861841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=1986868908580861841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/1986868908580861841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/1986868908580861841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/06/161-documents-later.html' title='161 documents later...'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-POJnoApH2bk/TfguZCkjlXI/AAAAAAAACL0/mGOxiyM4xs0/s72-c/misc+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-5099307221665488768</id><published>2011-06-13T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T23:48:55.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When it comes to blogging I've been so out of it lately.&amp;nbsp; I just can't seem to find the rhythm.&amp;nbsp; I either get home too late (and am too tired) or I just can't seem to be able to put my thoughts into words or I have too much to blog about and feel completely overwhelmed.&amp;nbsp; What's the matter with me?&amp;nbsp; I've considered giving it up, but I really like knowing that I'm recording the "everyday" moments of life.&amp;nbsp; ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have so much to catch up on: Dad's retirement, Mother's Day, the end of school (Wow! What a year!), an update on an important decision, Memorial Day, baseball...the list goes on and on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;June has been a little too full of work for my liking - working out every morning at 6:30, rewriting Morning Work and Math Check-Ups with Kelly, attending workshops, and brushing up on the "professional reading" I never have time for during the school year.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm sure of one thing&amp;nbsp;- when July gets here I'm putting all&amp;nbsp;work related things aside and am going to enjoy &amp;nbsp;4 weeks of absolutely NO SCHOOL!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As for this week, I'm going to....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;finish up Morning Work/Math Check-Up rewrites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;clean out the garage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;go on a horseback ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;attend a meeting at school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meet Sara for dinner and church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meet Kayla for lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mow the yard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;check out some amazing homes on the Parade of Homes w/ Kelly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and, as usual, catch several baseball games featuring my favorite All-Stars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopefully I'll get around to posting about this list, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&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/4175023705097861262-5099307221665488768?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5099307221665488768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=5099307221665488768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5099307221665488768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5099307221665488768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/06/out-of-it.html' title='Out of It'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-4630889366337503951</id><published>2011-05-10T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T21:39:40.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop and Smell the Flowers - God is in Control</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UHYV1fvR38/Tcn0R7Fu8wI/AAAAAAAACK8/H4EoRlTPzv4/s1600/Dogwood2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UHYV1fvR38/Tcn0R7Fu8wI/AAAAAAAACK8/H4EoRlTPzv4/s400/Dogwood2011+001.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xWcU9yzgLkg/Tcn0Zpb-e1I/AAAAAAAACLA/MnMmYdhBSpA/s1600/Flowers2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xWcU9yzgLkg/Tcn0Zpb-e1I/AAAAAAAACLA/MnMmYdhBSpA/s400/Flowers2011+001.jpg" width="300px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They do not labor or spin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gOPkoKZ7cl0/Tcn0fCtq24I/AAAAAAAACLE/4A514oRnGPA/s1600/Flowers2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gOPkoKZ7cl0/Tcn0fCtq24I/AAAAAAAACLE/4A514oRnGPA/s400/Flowers2011+002.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vMSZsNJGJrg/Tcn0ly2VlkI/AAAAAAAACLI/uQZdgQE4Eo4/s1600/Flowers2011+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vMSZsNJGJrg/Tcn0ly2VlkI/AAAAAAAACLI/uQZdgQE4Eo4/s400/Flowers2011+004.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zi2B9m0zp3w/Tcn0sAK7XYI/AAAAAAAACLM/ulbOzQF0F-8/s1600/Flowers2011+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zi2B9m0zp3w/Tcn0sAK7XYI/AAAAAAAACLM/ulbOzQF0F-8/s400/Flowers2011+005.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGKTEpqbJsQ/Tcn0yaLEvkI/AAAAAAAACLQ/wK3-Gjoq45s/s1600/Flowers2011+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGKTEpqbJsQ/Tcn0yaLEvkI/AAAAAAAACLQ/wK3-Gjoq45s/s400/Flowers2011+006.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Matthew 6:27-30&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/4175023705097861262-4630889366337503951?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4630889366337503951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=4630889366337503951&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4630889366337503951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4630889366337503951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/05/stop-and-smell-flowers-god-is-in.html' title='Stop and Smell the Flowers - God is in Control'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UHYV1fvR38/Tcn0R7Fu8wI/AAAAAAAACK8/H4EoRlTPzv4/s72-c/Dogwood2011+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-214233248140013267</id><published>2011-05-05T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T21:34:21.175-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matters of the heart'/><title type='text'>Waiting on the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have so many things to blog about, but can't seem to find the words.&amp;nbsp; I have a &lt;strike&gt;difficult decision ﻿ &lt;/strike&gt;unique opportunity facing me.&amp;nbsp; Since I don't believe in coincidences, I'm believing that God has been orchestrating this "opportunity".&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure if anything will come of it or if it's just been put before me as a test of my faith, trust, and/or obedience.&amp;nbsp; I'm scared, but am committed to walking through doors as God opens them.&amp;nbsp; Earlier this week I would have told you the door had been shut, but tonight it was swung open wide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please pray with me.&amp;nbsp; Pray that fear won't cripple me and that doubt won't pummel me.&amp;nbsp; I know that as I step into this time in between and, in a way, stepping into the possible unknown that God won't let me go.&amp;nbsp; Please pray that I won't be afraid to follow what God shows me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, you know my heart.&amp;nbsp; You know that I want to follow Your plan for my life - whatever that is and wherever it leads.&amp;nbsp; Draw me close to You.&amp;nbsp; I pray that everything around me would fade away so that I might hear you more clearly.&amp;nbsp; I know you're going before me and walking every step with me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&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/4175023705097861262-214233248140013267?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/214233248140013267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=214233248140013267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/214233248140013267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/214233248140013267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/05/waiting-on-lord.html' title='Waiting on the Lord'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-5668530107524883170</id><published>2011-04-19T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T22:24:18.109-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><title type='text'>Counting My Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been reading&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; lately:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GQoYF3EUTec/Ta5Npm-PHlI/AAAAAAAACKw/fxcXPXT7OZI/s1600/gifts.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GQoYF3EUTec/Ta5Npm-PHlI/AAAAAAAACKw/fxcXPXT7OZI/s400/gifts.bmp" width="274px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loving it!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVING IT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm getting through it slowly because there is much to reflect on.&amp;nbsp; The only premise is the importance of being grateful and the joy that comes from doing so.&amp;nbsp; I've wanted to start a journal to list the 1,000+ things I'm thankful for.&amp;nbsp; I've waited because I wanted to finish the book first.&amp;nbsp; Ridiculous, right?&amp;nbsp; There's really no time like the present!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a day spent in the sunshine, outside of the classroom with the students I love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;family gatherings and a chance to learn from those with great (earned) wisdom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a mom who will take my little, lonely puppy home for a "play date"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a visit to a new baby and his precious Momma and&amp;nbsp;getting to see all the love in this little family&lt;/em&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nephews - especially one who will turn &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;14 &lt;/span&gt;tomorrow!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the ease of a&amp;nbsp;good friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the beginning of a beautiful friendship with a gal who gets me up at 5:00 to workout&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42px" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200px" /&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/4175023705097861262-5668530107524883170?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5668530107524883170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=5668530107524883170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5668530107524883170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5668530107524883170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/04/counting-my-blessings.html' title='Counting My Blessings'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GQoYF3EUTec/Ta5Npm-PHlI/AAAAAAAACKw/fxcXPXT7OZI/s72-c/gifts.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-6262056593826260696</id><published>2011-04-03T19:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T19:43:17.163-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matters of the heart'/><title type='text'>A Change in Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It's been a very busy weekend!&amp;nbsp; Friday after school I headed to Springfield to pick up Abby's birthday gift and a little something&amp;nbsp;for a dear friend getting ready to have her baby.&amp;nbsp; I snuck in&amp;nbsp;one of Chase's basketball games and made it over to Papa and Grandma's to fix her printer.&amp;nbsp; Saturday I enjoyed&amp;nbsp;the beautiful&amp;nbsp;sunshine by spending the day outside - riding horses, mowing the yard, and watching Garrett play&amp;nbsp;baseball.&amp;nbsp; That evening I&amp;nbsp;squeezed in some shopping for Chase and Garrett as their birthday will be here before&amp;nbsp;I know it.&amp;nbsp; Today I went to church, had lunch at&amp;nbsp;Mom and Dad's, then came home to pay bills and do a little&amp;nbsp;cleaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Chloe likes to keep me company while I work.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2n0t5fxrN8/TZkTxk8avoI/AAAAAAAACKs/6oa_OLQWpPI/s1600/chloe4-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2n0t5fxrN8/TZkTxk8avoI/AAAAAAAACKs/6oa_OLQWpPI/s400/chloe4-11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Since I was so motivated, I went ahead&amp;nbsp;and "wrapped up" all the&amp;nbsp;gifts I'd recently purchased.&amp;nbsp; Getting gifts ready means writing cards.&amp;nbsp; I'm a wordy girl and words of encouragement is one of my&amp;nbsp;love languages, so naturally, that's what I do for others.&amp;nbsp; As I wrote out the cards for Abby,&amp;nbsp;Chase, and Garrett I was so overcome with the love I have for them and the blessing that they are,&amp;nbsp;I just wept.&amp;nbsp; Then,&amp;nbsp;the sweet presence of Jesus just washed over me.&amp;nbsp; He showed me how "out of whack" my perspective has been lately.&amp;nbsp; I've been guilty of negativity, selfishness, discontent, and giving excuses for letting life live me.&amp;nbsp; It saddens me the way I let the ins and outs of daily life sweep me up and carry me away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was dreading this weekend and all it's busyness, but it turns out it's just what I needed.&amp;nbsp; It felt so good to take my mind off myself and think of others, to work outside and soak up some sun, and to push past being tired and LIVE!&amp;nbsp; I have SO, SO many things to be thankful for and have not spent nearly enough time being thankful for them or&amp;nbsp;finding new reasons to be grateful.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is good - how can be anything less when the King of all Kings pursues me and loves me enough to keep working on me?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/4175023705097861262-6262056593826260696?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6262056593826260696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=6262056593826260696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6262056593826260696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6262056593826260696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/04/change-in-perspective.html' title='A Change in Perspective'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2n0t5fxrN8/TZkTxk8avoI/AAAAAAAACKs/6oa_OLQWpPI/s72-c/chloe4-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-5674038892055953560</id><published>2011-03-18T08:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T08:00:07.717-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Celebrating Tina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿We celebrated Tina's birthday a little early.&amp;nbsp; You see, her wonderfully, thoughtful, generous husband is taking her someplace she's &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;wanted to go for her birthday...NEW YORK!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For our birthdays Mom always fixes us our favorites!&amp;nbsp; You can always count on Tina to request twice-baked potatoes.&amp;nbsp; So yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6mShoXB1M-E/TYGgwJnr4LI/AAAAAAAACKY/TtXdroGMbuU/s1600/TinasBday2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6mShoXB1M-E/TYGgwJnr4LI/AAAAAAAACKY/TtXdroGMbuU/s400/TinasBday2011+001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We also had ham, creamed corn, homemade rolls, and some salad that was delicious!!!&amp;nbsp; Mom, once again you outdid yourself!!&amp;nbsp; (I couldn't resist taking a picture.&amp;nbsp; Leslie, I knew you'd understand!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Syc_W8wLmxM/TYGhD4oERzI/AAAAAAAACKc/JVE7mooEKNg/s1600/TinasBday2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Syc_W8wLmxM/TYGhD4oERzI/AAAAAAAACKc/JVE7mooEKNg/s400/TinasBday2011+002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Picture Time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(We&amp;nbsp; missed you, Grana!&amp;nbsp; Hurry home!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YX3HD_qhU-g/TYGhVBuYFVI/AAAAAAAACKg/sop2hqdGTB4/s1600/TinasBday2011+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YX3HD_qhU-g/TYGhVBuYFVI/AAAAAAAACKg/sop2hqdGTB4/s400/TinasBday2011+006.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What a beautiful family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-p9436gI3zyc/TYGhjm6TqQI/AAAAAAAACKk/T2gBcPkkjVY/s1600/TinasBday2011+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-p9436gI3zyc/TYGhjm6TqQI/AAAAAAAACKk/T2gBcPkkjVY/s400/TinasBday2011+007.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;LOVE my sisters and any excuse to spend time with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QJnFe4rfN7E/TYGhzmTmvjI/AAAAAAAACKo/0icEhh5aOxY/s1600/TinasBday2011+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QJnFe4rfN7E/TYGhzmTmvjI/AAAAAAAACKo/0icEhh5aOxY/s400/TinasBday2011+008.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-5674038892055953560?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5674038892055953560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=5674038892055953560&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5674038892055953560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5674038892055953560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/03/celebrating-tina.html' title='Celebrating Tina'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6mShoXB1M-E/TYGgwJnr4LI/AAAAAAAACKY/TtXdroGMbuU/s72-c/TinasBday2011+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-2873422441979932780</id><published>2011-03-17T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T16:00:07.127-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Spring Break Kick-Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The past couple of years Kelly and I taken nearby trips to kick-off the beginning of Spring Break.&amp;nbsp; It kind of helps us get school out of the system and ready for relaxation and fun.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This year we decided to stick around home in an effort to save money.&amp;nbsp; (Imagine that!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My kick-off started a little early with dinner with 4 of my favorite people, aka the Fab Five!&amp;nbsp; I can't believe it's been so long since we all worked together.&amp;nbsp; I love that we still keep in touch and can pick up right where we left off anytime we're together.&amp;nbsp; Girls, I love you!&amp;nbsp; (And can't believe I didn't get a picture!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday, I went to dinner with a few girls from work.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun to get to know these ladies better!&amp;nbsp; I love that we all share a passion for kids and our&amp;nbsp;jobs!&amp;nbsp; After the good food, conversation, and laughs, I felt so relaxed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tUNYKa7ka-E/TYGeTXocvgI/AAAAAAAACKM/j1ereOuV6jA/s1600/SpringBreak2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tUNYKa7ka-E/TYGeTXocvgI/AAAAAAAACKM/j1ereOuV6jA/s400/SpringBreak2011+001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qg9BIKZROY4/TYGehKd1ExI/AAAAAAAACKQ/1ppPoKWHl7g/s1600/SpringBreak2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qg9BIKZROY4/TYGehKd1ExI/AAAAAAAACKQ/1ppPoKWHl7g/s400/SpringBreak2011+002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Saturday was absolutely gorgeous!!&amp;nbsp; Seriously, it was THE PERFECT day for a horseback ride!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2VPNaaYHJ5o/TYGe6mBEbAI/AAAAAAAACKU/lfLaMou2rH8/s1600/SpringBreak2011+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2VPNaaYHJ5o/TYGe6mBEbAI/AAAAAAAACKU/lfLaMou2rH8/s320/SpringBreak2011+003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Spring Break was off to a great start!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/4175023705097861262-2873422441979932780?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2873422441979932780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=2873422441979932780&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2873422441979932780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2873422441979932780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-kick-off.html' title='Spring Break Kick-Off'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tUNYKa7ka-E/TYGeTXocvgI/AAAAAAAACKM/j1ereOuV6jA/s72-c/SpringBreak2011+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-5348819682224880511</id><published>2011-03-17T00:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T00:33:23.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Has it really been THAT long?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe it's been a month and a half since I've posted!&amp;nbsp; Wow!&amp;nbsp; A lot of living has taken place since then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SNOW DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I LOVE being surprised with a snow day!&amp;nbsp; There happened to be several in January.&amp;nbsp; On this day, the sun was shining and it was a a great day to be out playing in it.&amp;nbsp; I drove over to Tina's to watch the boys have some fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-g-jmmT3TVHg/TYGQfthbDPI/AAAAAAAACJM/DJ7Gny82-Ew/s1600/SnowDayJan11+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-g-jmmT3TVHg/TYGQfthbDPI/AAAAAAAACJM/DJ7Gny82-Ew/s400/SnowDayJan11+004.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ItrtmlBFT0M/TYGQqt9adLI/AAAAAAAACJQ/NKDpjzWOy4Y/s1600/SnowDayJan11+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ItrtmlBFT0M/TYGQqt9adLI/AAAAAAAACJQ/NKDpjzWOy4Y/s400/SnowDayJan11+008.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KENLEY'S 1st BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mGnh7FS2Pw8/TYGRijypEII/AAAAAAAACJU/DjMWwrxCQD0/s1600/KenleyBday11+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mGnh7FS2Pw8/TYGRijypEII/AAAAAAAACJU/DjMWwrxCQD0/s400/KenleyBday11+004.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TONYA'S BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-PdaeEB0ozbw/TYGSyDBGIHI/AAAAAAAACJY/lzswbDqN7vE/s1600/TonyaBday11+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-PdaeEB0ozbw/TYGSyDBGIHI/AAAAAAAACJY/lzswbDqN7vE/s400/TonyaBday11+001.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(She just found out there was NO SCHOOL the next day!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VSU_td8nU2g/TYGS7EcVAYI/AAAAAAAACJc/5EPFqX-q0C0/s1600/TonyaBday11+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VSU_td8nU2g/TYGS7EcVAYI/AAAAAAAACJc/5EPFqX-q0C0/s400/TonyaBday11+009.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORE SNOW DAYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(which brought lots and lots of shoveling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SF0cBjbmK6U/TYGUYwu_a0I/AAAAAAAACJg/0oTTmR5dzT8/s1600/Blizzard2011+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-SF0cBjbmK6U/TYGUYwu_a0I/AAAAAAAACJg/0oTTmR5dzT8/s400/Blizzard2011+004.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPER BOWL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(We missed you, Woffords!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-23CZ1vMPkMU/TYGVlk7N-_I/AAAAAAAACJo/vxx_Sg3fDAU/s1600/SuperBowl2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-23CZ1vMPkMU/TYGVlk7N-_I/AAAAAAAACJo/vxx_Sg3fDAU/s400/SuperBowl2011+002.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0_YR-2Ty6A8/TYGVRhRKRXI/AAAAAAAACJk/MCvyfGbMgPY/s1600/SuperBowl2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0_YR-2Ty6A8/TYGVRhRKRXI/AAAAAAAACJk/MCvyfGbMgPY/s400/SuperBowl2011+001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;GIRLS NIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;We got together to celebrate Tonya and Michelle's birthdays.&amp;nbsp; We ate at St. Michael's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-whY_Yckvgi8/TYGVz2oXDoI/AAAAAAAACJs/X4VEZIQb9Zw/s1600/GirlsNightFeb2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-whY_Yckvgi8/TYGVz2oXDoI/AAAAAAAACJs/X4VEZIQb9Zw/s400/GirlsNightFeb2011+001.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6TwXT4QxOOM/TYGaCTgvBGI/AAAAAAAACKI/QQq5cEbpLyg/s1600/GirlsNightFeb2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6TwXT4QxOOM/TYGaCTgvBGI/AAAAAAAACKI/QQq5cEbpLyg/s400/GirlsNightFeb2011+002.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went to see "Just Go With It" after dinner.&amp;nbsp; It was a great movie!!&amp;nbsp; GayeAnn was a little added bonus of entertainment when she couldn't stop laughing.&amp;nbsp; I mean &lt;em&gt;could not &lt;/em&gt;stop laughing!&amp;nbsp; We all (rows in front and behind) got tickled at her.&amp;nbsp; I haven't laughed that hard in a while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can't be downtown and not stop at The Cup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NXNxwUVW7qI/TYGWR6gAwmI/AAAAAAAACJ0/Ol5J8Hj7AGk/s1600/GirlsNightFeb2011+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NXNxwUVW7qI/TYGWR6gAwmI/AAAAAAAACJ0/Ol5J8Hj7AGk/s400/GirlsNightFeb2011+003.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;JACOB'S BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Z3ShTyxtLjI/TYGWg5klfsI/AAAAAAAACJ4/0zOf5iM9X2Q/s1600/JacobsBday2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Z3ShTyxtLjI/TYGWg5klfsI/AAAAAAAACJ4/0zOf5iM9X2Q/s400/JacobsBday2011+001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xyGLPd5zyM8/TYGWs-JcE8I/AAAAAAAACJ8/YF2Jwv6B7PA/s1600/JacobsBday2011+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xyGLPd5zyM8/TYGWs-JcE8I/AAAAAAAACJ8/YF2Jwv6B7PA/s400/JacobsBday2011+004.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-J9t-chop5vQ/TYGW4T1NLpI/AAAAAAAACKA/d5qdLVqk5Lg/s1600/JacobsBday2011+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-J9t-chop5vQ/TYGW4T1NLpI/AAAAAAAACKA/d5qdLVqk5Lg/s400/JacobsBday2011+005.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;A NEW "DO"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aZxboGvIg5E/TYGXG-yrZvI/AAAAAAAACKE/21HjYdmZJk0/s1600/ChloePigtails2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aZxboGvIg5E/TYGXG-yrZvI/AAAAAAAACKE/21HjYdmZJk0/s400/ChloePigtails2011+001.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Hopefully I can get back in the habit now that I'm somewhat caught up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(Getting behind overwhelms me and adds to the procrastination.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-5348819682224880511?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5348819682224880511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=5348819682224880511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5348819682224880511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5348819682224880511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/03/has-it-really-been-that-long.html' title='Has it really been THAT long?'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-g-jmmT3TVHg/TYGQfthbDPI/AAAAAAAACJM/DJ7Gny82-Ew/s72-c/SnowDayJan11+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-1434566996835917287</id><published>2011-02-06T12:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T12:12:20.315-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>Vision Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOURNEY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was Vision Sunday at church - the theme was journey.&amp;nbsp; As the video began and starting revealing the vision for 2011, God left me speechless once again!&amp;nbsp; I couldn't (and still can't) believe how much what God has laid on my heart matched up with HIS plans for the church!&amp;nbsp; Then, for even MORE conformation about what God's been working out in&amp;nbsp;me, Pastor John said, &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You know you're hearing from the Lord when it's related to you and to the church."﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's lots to look forward to in 2011!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And it's only just beginning!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/4175023705097861262-1434566996835917287?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1434566996835917287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=1434566996835917287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/1434566996835917287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/1434566996835917287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/02/vision-sunday.html' title='Vision Sunday'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-2177350940236684840</id><published>2011-01-31T08:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T08:00:00.817-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>The Shield of Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My cup runneth over!!&amp;nbsp; I can't begin to describe all I was feeling as I sat in church this morning, soaking up all that God was speaking to my heart.&amp;nbsp; To say that I feel God pursuing me, getting me to finally drop my worries and insecurities, would be a gigantic understatement!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've already shared that we're studying the armor of God (The Believers' Battle) right now in church.&amp;nbsp; Today's message was on the shield of faith.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We already know that battles are inevitable.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We have to be ready, to stand firm.&amp;nbsp; We are to always be wearing the&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;belt of truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (an attitude of readiness), &lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the breastplate of righteousness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (living a holy life), and&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shoes with a firm foundation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ready to stand our ground (and to know&amp;nbsp;and be confident in that God is on our side).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;These are a part of our everyday lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, Ephesians 6:16 calls us to,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"In all circumstances &lt;u&gt;take up&lt;/u&gt; the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming darts of the evil one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The stakes are high and the devil is shooting those arrows.&amp;nbsp; We have to know when we're under attack and need to know how he'll attack.&amp;nbsp; Remember in Genesis 3:1-5 when Satan was tempting Eve to eat the fruit?&amp;nbsp; He was trying to deceive her.&amp;nbsp; Trying to get her question what God had told her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You could have knocked me over with a feather when Pastor John pointed&amp;nbsp;out how Satan attacks.&amp;nbsp; In that moment, all the questions I've had came rushing back:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sure you heard it right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did He really say that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sure you can believe that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you really&amp;nbsp;pray about that because you really don't&amp;nbsp;deserve that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To fight in the battles I face, I have to&amp;nbsp;remember where the thoughts are coming from.&amp;nbsp; I have to &lt;u&gt;take up&lt;/u&gt; the shield of faith when Satan shoots and intercept the thoughts meant to destroy me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to resist him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(1 Peter 5:8-9 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Be sober-minded;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour. Resist him,&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;firm in your faith...")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I have to take up the shield of faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;(1 John 5:4, "For everyone who has been born of God overcomes the world. And this is the victory that has overcome the world—our faith.")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I'm so thankful for the truth in this message.&amp;nbsp; I'm so thankful for the way God loves and pursue me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-2177350940236684840?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2177350940236684840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=2177350940236684840&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2177350940236684840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2177350940236684840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/01/shield-of-faith.html' title='The Shield of Faith'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-3768059903783401512</id><published>2011-01-28T23:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T11:52:45.972-06:00</updated><title type='text'>His mercies are new every morning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wake up to the radio and this morning, the first thing I heard on&amp;nbsp;88.3 was a scripture about the faithfulness of God and how we can trust him in all things!&amp;nbsp; WOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, today at school, our Friday focus was about...FEAR and WORRY!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love how God has found ways to encourage me this week.&amp;nbsp; I know He is, once again, showing me that He knows all the details of my life and that cares about what burdens me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;comes from serving Him!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200" /&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/4175023705097861262-3768059903783401512?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3768059903783401512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=3768059903783401512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/3768059903783401512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/3768059903783401512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/01/his-mercies-are-new-every-morning.html' title='His mercies are new every morning!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-8353281164776687313</id><published>2011-01-27T23:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T23:48:23.312-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matters of the heart'/><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past week I've really had to fight fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been fighting for a student this year, and it's all coming down to this week of testing.&amp;nbsp; Will he/she get the help they need?&amp;nbsp; I've been fervently praying, believing that God is going to intervene of his/her behalf!&amp;nbsp; But, each time they've come for testing, I've had to work through fear and a feeling of helplessness.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past week I've also been dealing with personal fear that I thought I'd conquered.&amp;nbsp; Ok, conquered isn't the right word, but I really did feel I was able to speak truth when I felt the fear coming on.&amp;nbsp; Satan really snuck up on me this time.&amp;nbsp; My dreams have been so real and made this fear come to life like never before.&amp;nbsp; With this foothold, he has successfully whispered the same old lies I fall for every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT, I just love how the Lord weaves things together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The past several Sundays I've heard messages on the Armor of God - the belt of truth, the breastplate of righteousness, feet planted firm in the knowledge that God is on my side.&amp;nbsp; It's been wonderful and so timely, too!&amp;nbsp; This week I've been reminded that bullies of doubt and fear have no hold on me.&amp;nbsp; God is on my side and I can live in confidence knowing I can stand firm in Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, tonight as I sat down for my quiet time, the passage of scripture I was to study was about Jehoshaphat and the army that was coming against him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Upon hearing about the army coming to destroy the kingdom, the scripture says that Jehoshaphat "feared", but he didn't dwell there!&amp;nbsp; He immediately sought the Lord through prayer and fasting and praising God saying, &lt;em&gt;"We have no power against this great multitude that is coming against us; nor do we know what to do, but our eyes are upon You.”&lt;/em&gt; (2 Chronicles 20:12)&amp;nbsp; The Lord replied saying, &lt;em&gt;"Thus says the LORD to you: ‘Do not be afraid nor dismayed because of this great multitude, for the battle is not yours, but God’s." &amp;nbsp;(vs. 15) &lt;/em&gt;and "&lt;em&gt;You will not need to fight in this battle. Position yourselves, stand still and see the salvation of the LORD, who is with you, O Judah and Jerusalem!’ Do not fear or be dismayed; tomorrow go out against them, for the LORD is with you.” (vs. 17)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;WOW!&amp;nbsp; Another reminder that God is on my side and is with my always!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so grateful for His gentle reminders this week.&amp;nbsp; He is so good to me!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-8353281164776687313?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8353281164776687313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=8353281164776687313&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/8353281164776687313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/8353281164776687313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/01/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-3336866757910866068</id><published>2011-01-15T22:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T11:52:52.458-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Saturday Spontaneity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To say that I'm not spontaneous would be a bit of an understatement.&amp;nbsp; I enjoying going to bed each night having already made my plans for the next day.&amp;nbsp; If these plans are changed, my heart tends to beat a little bit faster and I have to do some "self talk" to tell myself things are ok.&amp;nbsp; Today, I was a bit spontaneous and didn't need to "talk myself down" to achieve it.&amp;nbsp; (Yay for me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My plans were to pick up around the house, do a little cleaning, plan next week's menu, make a grocery list, and go to the store.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Usually we spend Saturday mornings riding, but it's been too cold, or we've been too sick to go.&amp;nbsp; I thought that was true for today also, but&amp;nbsp;Dad texted around 9:00 and asked if I wanted to go riding at 10:30.&amp;nbsp; It had been so long and I love it so much, I couldn't pass up the chance.&amp;nbsp; I was so glad I went!&amp;nbsp; Today Dad rode Stormy to teach me&amp;nbsp;a few things.&amp;nbsp; I'm so glad he did!&amp;nbsp; When I ride Stormy I don't get to &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt; him.&amp;nbsp; I loved watching him move today!&amp;nbsp; He's a beautiful animal!!&amp;nbsp; And, might I add, he was/is a perfect gentleman, too!&amp;nbsp; I rode Rowdy and confirmed what I'd always suspected - I don't really know that much about riding horses.&amp;nbsp; Stormy just takes excellent care of me!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; Rowdy gave me a great ride, with a few thrills thrown in!&amp;nbsp;I had a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got back to Mom and Dad's, and Dad changed my oil.&amp;nbsp; After that we spent some time talking about the Bible and current events.&amp;nbsp; I loved this time with them.&amp;nbsp; I left feeling very thankful for this season in my life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If were married and had kids, I wouldn't have this extra time with my mom and dad.&amp;nbsp; Believe me, I don't take it for granted and am soaking it up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I got home Tonya called and asked me to come over to Tina's to play games while the "big" boys were at the Tournament of Champions.&amp;nbsp; I quickly showered and headed right over!&amp;nbsp; I always enjoy the "little" ones.&amp;nbsp; It was great to catch up with Tina and Tonya, too!&amp;nbsp; It seems like I haven't really talked to them since Christmas or New Year's Eve.&amp;nbsp; Sisters are the greatest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day didn't go as I had planned and it's a good thing I was flexible, because the it was&amp;nbsp;so much better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-3336866757910866068?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3336866757910866068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=3336866757910866068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/3336866757910866068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/3336866757910866068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/01/saturday-spontaneity.html' title='Saturday Spontaneity'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-7711435815518414949</id><published>2011-01-14T23:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T11:27:29.859-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Benjamin Robert Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Benjamin was born Thursday morning, weighing in at 6lbs 10oz and 19 inches long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's such a &amp;nbsp;precious, perfect, little guy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TTMmvHhGb8I/AAAAAAAACIU/YVp5WFxJvPk/s1600/BenjaminJan11+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TTMmvHhGb8I/AAAAAAAACIU/YVp5WFxJvPk/s400/BenjaminJan11+003.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Granny Great with her newest great grand baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TTMm20jMbSI/AAAAAAAACIY/XQAWKSB9c2c/s1600/BenjaminJan11+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TTMm20jMbSI/AAAAAAAACIY/XQAWKSB9c2c/s400/BenjaminJan11+001.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TTMnAvSAxKI/AAAAAAAACIc/IveK6q_zhas/s1600/BenjaminJan11+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TTMnAvSAxKI/AAAAAAAACIc/IveK6q_zhas/s400/BenjaminJan11+002.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Proud parents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(And they're already so good at it, too!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TTMnJT3d9lI/AAAAAAAACIg/w-507FGsR_w/s1600/BenjaminJan11+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TTMnJT3d9lI/AAAAAAAACIg/w-507FGsR_w/s400/BenjaminJan11+005.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Welcome to the world, Benjamin!&amp;nbsp; We've been waiting for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-7711435815518414949?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7711435815518414949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=7711435815518414949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7711435815518414949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7711435815518414949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/01/benjamin-robert-rose.html' title='Benjamin Robert Rose'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TTMmvHhGb8I/AAAAAAAACIU/YVp5WFxJvPk/s72-c/BenjaminJan11+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-5323836917002363860</id><published>2011-01-12T22:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T11:10:05.405-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Papa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight we celebrated Papa's birthday.&amp;nbsp; We went to eat at his favorite restaurant and then headed to the movie's to see "True Grit".&amp;nbsp; Much to my surprise, it was really good!&amp;nbsp; There was this one part, though.&amp;nbsp; Snakes!&amp;nbsp; Just as one struck to bite, Papa grabbed me!&amp;nbsp; Scared me so bad my whole body hurt!&amp;nbsp; That's SO him, though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TTMjYRh_gpI/AAAAAAAACIQ/5vJZ2GTpK-c/s1600/Papabday11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TTMjYRh_gpI/AAAAAAAACIQ/5vJZ2GTpK-c/s400/Papabday11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can I just tell you how thankful I am for this man?&amp;nbsp; His faith, relationship with Jesus, and knowledge of the Bible are ROCK SOLID.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't &lt;em&gt;ever &lt;/em&gt;miss a chance to tell you that he loves you or give you a big 'ole bear hug.&amp;nbsp; He's wise, strong, smart, funny, and tender hearted.&amp;nbsp; He is the best storyteller ever!&amp;nbsp; And every time we're together he tells me he prays for me every day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this man SO much!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/4175023705097861262-5323836917002363860?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5323836917002363860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=5323836917002363860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5323836917002363860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5323836917002363860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-papa.html' title='Happy Birthday, Papa!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TTMjYRh_gpI/AAAAAAAACIQ/5vJZ2GTpK-c/s72-c/Papabday11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-2074201128300294543</id><published>2011-01-11T21:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T21:20:25.603-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Welcome Home, Wofford Family!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonya and her family arrived home from Disney World on Saturday.&amp;nbsp; We all got together Sunday evening to look at their 300 hundred pictures and video!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0X4KlGoZI/AAAAAAAACHo/FMz1MZUsGR4/s1600/FamilyJan11+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0X4KlGoZI/AAAAAAAACHo/FMz1MZUsGR4/s400/FamilyJan11+001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think all the cousins missed each other!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0YBe8_FlI/AAAAAAAACHs/r0fK3jCOxc8/s1600/FamilyJan11+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0YBe8_FlI/AAAAAAAACHs/r0fK3jCOxc8/s400/FamilyJan11+003.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Abby and Jacob brought all the boys back a gigantic sucker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0YL4bRWSI/AAAAAAAACHw/CZOQozByJxo/s1600/FamilyJan11+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0YL4bRWSI/AAAAAAAACHw/CZOQozByJxo/s400/FamilyJan11+004.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;There were a few technical difficulties.&amp;nbsp; Some pictures wouldn't rotate.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0YVdxuBmI/AAAAAAAACH0/Qn7xgGQuuqg/s1600/FamilyJan11+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0YVdxuBmI/AAAAAAAACH0/Qn7xgGQuuqg/s400/FamilyJan11+006.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Checking out some video!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0Ye7D1u3I/AAAAAAAACH4/7wEjyWUjb3A/s1600/FamilyJan11+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0Ye7D1u3I/AAAAAAAACH4/7wEjyWUjb3A/s400/FamilyJan11+008.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Somehow, wrestling is always a part of family get togethers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0YpsSiQoI/AAAAAAAACH8/eFUbKQNeROc/s1600/FamilyJan11+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0YpsSiQoI/AAAAAAAACH8/eFUbKQNeROc/s400/FamilyJan11+009.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;More videos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0YyAe3YmI/AAAAAAAACIA/X2lLIIhtXd8/s1600/FamilyJan11+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0YyAe3YmI/AAAAAAAACIA/X2lLIIhtXd8/s400/FamilyJan11+010.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, of course, more wrestling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0Y9U4sUyI/AAAAAAAACIE/YKTNT2tWXAw/s1600/FamilyJan11+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0Y9U4sUyI/AAAAAAAACIE/YKTNT2tWXAw/s400/FamilyJan11+011.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Check this out!&amp;nbsp; Chase is almost as tall as Uncle Matt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0ZHOzSXuI/AAAAAAAACII/BSn9RBwYbjQ/s1600/FamilyJan11+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0ZHOzSXuI/AAAAAAAACII/BSn9RBwYbjQ/s400/FamilyJan11+012.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yep, just a tippy-toe away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0ZQAMQZcI/AAAAAAAACIM/SqaJe-SUTXc/s1600/FamilyJan11+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0ZQAMQZcI/AAAAAAAACIM/SqaJe-SUTXc/s400/FamilyJan11+013.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Take a good look at that handsome smile now, because he won't &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;ever&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; let me take his picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="42" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-2074201128300294543?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2074201128300294543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=2074201128300294543&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2074201128300294543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2074201128300294543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/01/welcome-home-wofford-family.html' title='Welcome Home, Wofford Family!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TS0X4KlGoZI/AAAAAAAACHo/FMz1MZUsGR4/s72-c/FamilyJan11+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-3552218866854857954</id><published>2011-01-06T18:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T18:07:34.986-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chloe'/><title type='text'>One Smart Cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TSZZEl2tOWI/AAAAAAAACHk/9jvgr-XPeew/s1600/ChloeJan11+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TSZZEl2tOWI/AAAAAAAACHk/9jvgr-XPeew/s400/ChloeJan11+002.jpg" width="400" /&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/4175023705097861262-3552218866854857954?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3552218866854857954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=3552218866854857954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/3552218866854857954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/3552218866854857954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-smart-cookie.html' title='One Smart Cookie'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TSZZEl2tOWI/AAAAAAAACHk/9jvgr-XPeew/s72-c/ChloeJan11+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-293279183834073591</id><published>2011-01-04T21:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T21:36:45.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a normal day, but it was a GREAT one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;first day back and kids were glad to see me and &lt;u&gt;ready to learn&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;had an honest, open conversation with my principal - feels good to be supported&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enjoyed watching Chase play basketball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;had a blast at Bunko and ate some incredibly delicious dessert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" /&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/4175023705097861262-293279183834073591?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/293279183834073591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=293279183834073591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/293279183834073591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/293279183834073591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-normal-day-but-it-was-great-one.html' title='Just a normal day, but it was a GREAT one!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-2906694525034238179</id><published>2011-01-03T23:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T23:29:02.350-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Christmas Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I had a wonderful Christmas Break.&amp;nbsp; Granted, it wasn't spent doing things I usually do over vacation, but this week and a half brought its own unexpected blessings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Friday (Christmas Eve), I started coming down with something, but was hoping it was just sinuses.&amp;nbsp; Christmas morning I woke up with ﻿chest congestion and a hoarse voice.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully I didn't really feel all that bad.&amp;nbsp; It sounded worse than it was.&amp;nbsp; Sunday was much of the same.&amp;nbsp; Then, Monday morning&amp;nbsp;I got a double whammy when&amp;nbsp;I woke up with a fresh cold - yuck!&amp;nbsp; The unexpected blessing was that I usually spend Christmas Vacation going and going and going.&amp;nbsp; These "symptoms" caused me to stay home and take it easy.&amp;nbsp; Usually when it's time to go back to school I'm disappointed with the lack of time I spent at home, just hanging out and reading.&amp;nbsp; Well, not this year!&amp;nbsp; I feel rested, relaxed, and read-up.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I also got acquainted with (and seriously addicted to) TiVo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Another unexpected blessing was that I discovered I needed a new battery for my car - and it didn't take getting stranded anywhere or being late for work!&amp;nbsp; Thursday night I ran over a skunk.&amp;nbsp; I didn't kill it, I just drove over him.&amp;nbsp; While he lived to stink another day, he definitely left his mark on my car.&amp;nbsp; It was TERRIBLE!!&amp;nbsp; I'm so thankful it didn't stink up the inside of my car.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't so lucky with the garage.&amp;nbsp; That night I parked it inside because we were supposed to get ice/snow and it was going to be so cold.&amp;nbsp; When I got up that morning, I could smell a little bit of it in the house.&amp;nbsp; I absolutely couldn't have that, so I parked my car outside.&amp;nbsp; Saturday (Christmas Day), after leaving Papa and Grandma's, Dad dropped me off at home to get my car, but it wouldn't start.&amp;nbsp; It wouldn't turn over.&amp;nbsp; The cold weather zapped my battery.&amp;nbsp; No worries, though, I got about 5 years use out of it!&amp;nbsp; Sunday after church, much to our surprise, it started right up and &lt;strike&gt;we &lt;/strike&gt;Mom drove it to Wal-Mart to put a new battery in it.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad to have that done!&amp;nbsp; With the new battery, I can realize how it had been dragging to start.&amp;nbsp; Now it's peppy as ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Another unexpected blessing was that I got to spend some quality time with Kayla!!&amp;nbsp; She called and asked if we could get together Monday after Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I had such a great time with her and am so thankful we got to catch up.&amp;nbsp; It had been a few months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I did spend two days shopping with Mom and one day shopping with Tonya, which is always a blessing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The break was wonderful and just what I needed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" /&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/4175023705097861262-2906694525034238179?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2906694525034238179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=2906694525034238179&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2906694525034238179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2906694525034238179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-break.html' title='Christmas Break'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-6907684073825130757</id><published>2011-01-01T23:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T23:11:11.677-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matters of the heart'/><title type='text'>1.1.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another year.&amp;nbsp; No major changes to my everyday life, and yet, I feel so different.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I know myself and am more comfortable with who I am than ever before.&amp;nbsp; How can that be?&amp;nbsp; It can only be because of God's amazing grace that's for certain!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel silly saying it, but I'm going to say it anyway.&amp;nbsp; I feel like something is just on the horizon.&amp;nbsp; Plans for me that God is getting ready to reveal.&amp;nbsp; There is just such a spirit of excitement and expectancy in my heart, so overwhelming it brings tears to my eyes just thinking about it!&amp;nbsp; ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've prayed so long to&amp;nbsp;desire whole heartedly what God wants for me - husband or no husband - kids or no kids.&amp;nbsp; I'm finally there.&amp;nbsp; I still want these things, I just want &lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt; God has planned &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Now that I've finally gotten out of the way, I can't wait to find out what that is!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God, I want&amp;nbsp;whatever you have.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I don't have to understand it.&amp;nbsp; I know who you are.&amp;nbsp; You are good and you do good.&amp;nbsp; I know that whatever you're working out for me will be beyond my wildest dreams!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-6907684073825130757?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6907684073825130757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=6907684073825130757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6907684073825130757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6907684073825130757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/01/1111.html' title='1.1.11'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-6367105863559529488</id><published>2011-01-01T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T22:53:32.058-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>New Year's Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spent with some of my favorite people!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner at Mexican Villa and then bowling.&amp;nbsp; There was some late night Rummikub, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TSADFthGaSI/AAAAAAAACHU/lzCglBSsRvk/s1600/New+Years+Eve+2010+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TSADFthGaSI/AAAAAAAACHU/lzCglBSsRvk/s320/New+Years+Eve+2010+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TSADOhivuII/AAAAAAAACHY/SgjfFr4effw/s1600/New+Years+Eve+2010+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TSADOhivuII/AAAAAAAACHY/SgjfFr4effw/s320/New+Years+Eve+2010+002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Too bad these are all the pictures I have.&amp;nbsp; :(&amp;nbsp; My camera battery died!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also rang in the New Year saying, "So long!" to these loved ones!&amp;nbsp; They're headed to sunny Florida for all that Disney World can offer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TSADWxq46sI/AAAAAAAACHc/3wsGWhnpOhE/s1600/New+Years+Eve+2010+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TSADWxq46sI/AAAAAAAACHc/3wsGWhnpOhE/s320/New+Years+Eve+2010+003.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-6367105863559529488?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6367105863559529488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=6367105863559529488&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6367105863559529488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6367105863559529488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-years-eve.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TSADFthGaSI/AAAAAAAACHU/lzCglBSsRvk/s72-c/New+Years+Eve+2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-5186200088407237181</id><published>2010-12-30T22:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T22:43:43.027-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Dad, Mom, and I start Christmas Day off by dropping in on the kiddos to see what Santa left them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They were so excited to show us new bikes, ipods, an Xbox and new TV, puppies, and Star Wars movies.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There’s nothing quite like sharing the excitement of Christmas with little ones!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After our drop ins, we head over to Papa and Grandma’s to visit before the chaos begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who’s sporting a pair of new coveralls! And duct tape, too! (If you only knew why…)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_4vPE_L1I/AAAAAAAACF8/zXxcuOQI0TQ/s1600/Christmas+2010+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_4vPE_L1I/AAAAAAAACF8/zXxcuOQI0TQ/s320/Christmas+2010+004.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I love this gift GayeAnn got Papa.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This little book has 200 questions for Papa to answer about himself and his life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He’s supposed to answer one a day and then share with the rest of us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I can’t wait to hear what he’s written.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My Papa is the best storyteller around!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now, if we could only find a way to record all of his stories…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_4lU3LbHI/AAAAAAAACF4/9BQ3mba8_kE/s1600/Christmas+2010+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_4lU3LbHI/AAAAAAAACF4/9BQ3mba8_kE/s320/Christmas+2010+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;These sweet boys worked hard to make everyone pot holders for Christmas!&amp;nbsp; I don't think they'll ever know how sweet it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_46B1C4qI/AAAAAAAACGA/dpvLlG1dEPA/s1600/Christmas+2010+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_46B1C4qI/AAAAAAAACGA/dpvLlG1dEPA/s320/Christmas+2010+005.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Papa reading the Christmas story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_5DftcWvI/AAAAAAAACGE/HqIzmGBa_DU/s1600/Christmas+2010+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_5DftcWvI/AAAAAAAACGE/HqIzmGBa_DU/s320/Christmas+2010+006.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In the words of Garrett and Ethan, "It's time for the feast!"&amp;nbsp; Grandma and Papa outdid themselves!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_5NAMcTMI/AAAAAAAACGI/G1WLbeU1mFw/s1600/Christmas+2010+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_5NAMcTMI/AAAAAAAACGI/G1WLbeU1mFw/s320/Christmas+2010+007.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_5WzfkDEI/AAAAAAAACGM/i0L14WnbarU/s1600/Christmas+2010+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_5WzfkDEI/AAAAAAAACGM/i0L14WnbarU/s320/Christmas+2010+008.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Abby and Kenley - Abby just didn't understand why Kenley didn't love her animals as much as she did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_5fKlqxeI/AAAAAAAACGQ/bHI55KCzj7c/s1600/Christmas+2010+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_5fKlqxeI/AAAAAAAACGQ/bHI55KCzj7c/s320/Christmas+2010+010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Lunch was pushed back a bit this year, so Christmas Day was a little different for us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Usually we leave Papa and Grandma’s and head right over to Mom and Dad’s to start opening presents.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This year, we took a couple of hours for everyone to go home, relax, and of course, play with new toys.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I can’t believe the difference this made.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Our Christmas is usually so rushed, but this year it was laid back and we got to take our time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was wonderful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the many gifts – I couldn’t get them all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_7-STQshI/AAAAAAAACGU/bBJynmSOh4w/s1600/Christmas+2010+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_7-STQshI/AAAAAAAACGU/bBJynmSOh4w/s320/Christmas+2010+012.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Dad’s opening the chair we got him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He didn’t ask for it, but we know he’ll put it to good use when he and Mom go to Brushy Creek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_8HZI5gDI/AAAAAAAACGY/3Ikc3Cxqbmc/s1600/Christmas+2010+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_8HZI5gDI/AAAAAAAACGY/3Ikc3Cxqbmc/s320/Christmas+2010+011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;New Xbox games.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I promise he was really excited – even if it didn’t show in this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_8R2fZ-EI/AAAAAAAACGc/WU3waI_lOvY/s1600/Christmas+2010+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_8R2fZ-EI/AAAAAAAACGc/WU3waI_lOvY/s320/Christmas+2010+013.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Hmm – wonder if she’ll wear that when she's in&amp;nbsp;New York…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_8ZYaBDOI/AAAAAAAACGg/bXE5l52sPB8/s1600/Christmas+2010+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_8ZYaBDOI/AAAAAAAACGg/bXE5l52sPB8/s320/Christmas+2010+014.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;New interactive book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_8iYuWjPI/AAAAAAAACGk/e-dkuvmvVA0/s1600/Christmas+2010+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_8iYuWjPI/AAAAAAAACGk/e-dkuvmvVA0/s320/Christmas+2010+015.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;A helicopter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_8r7rUXXI/AAAAAAAACGo/aj5Z7CC0Fu4/s1600/Christmas+2010+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_8r7rUXXI/AAAAAAAACGo/aj5Z7CC0Fu4/s320/Christmas+2010+016.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;A beautiful new bracelet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_8z9G_qcI/AAAAAAAACGs/NHzkqUbIUPI/s1600/Christmas+2010+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_8z9G_qcI/AAAAAAAACGs/NHzkqUbIUPI/s320/Christmas+2010+017.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;When I was little and we opened presents at Papa and Grandma’s, everyone had their “spot”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They sat at that same spot each and every year.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m just realizing we don’t do that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You know me and tradition.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I may have to suggest that next year. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_89vOi50I/AAAAAAAACGw/AirXyiIyGNM/s1600/Christmas+2010+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_89vOi50I/AAAAAAAACGw/AirXyiIyGNM/s320/Christmas+2010+018.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_9HmMGcPI/AAAAAAAACG0/H4-EGrtQdx4/s1600/Christmas+2010+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_9HmMGcPI/AAAAAAAACG0/H4-EGrtQdx4/s320/Christmas+2010+019.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_9QprRiOI/AAAAAAAACG4/DOA734lNdzM/s1600/Christmas+2010+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_9QprRiOI/AAAAAAAACG4/DOA734lNdzM/s320/Christmas+2010+020.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Lovin’ my pot holders – made with colors perfectly picked out just for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_9ZY6TszI/AAAAAAAACG8/CVOYs76QE1s/s1600/Christmas+2010+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_9ZY6TszI/AAAAAAAACG8/CVOYs76QE1s/s320/Christmas+2010+022.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_9hiqmoTI/AAAAAAAACHA/7zTx9_hUe-g/s1600/Christmas+2010+028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_9hiqmoTI/AAAAAAAACHA/7zTx9_hUe-g/s320/Christmas+2010+028.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Poor, Tina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mom tricked her earlier.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Here she is opening her real present.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think it’s obvious how surprised she is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_9rXDQA-I/AAAAAAAACHE/BAppHJNkGEU/s1600/Christmas+2010+027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_9rXDQA-I/AAAAAAAACHE/BAppHJNkGEU/s320/Christmas+2010+027.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahh, a new desk!&amp;nbsp; It was just about the only thing on her Christmas List.&amp;nbsp; Bless her heart she had to wait all day to get it!&amp;nbsp; The chair was under the tree, but she had to play a game of "Hot and Cold" to find it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_9zSsZKzI/AAAAAAAACHI/oBwPBh5wGDU/s1600/Christmas+2010+030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_9zSsZKzI/AAAAAAAACHI/oBwPBh5wGDU/s320/Christmas+2010+030.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh, yes, eating again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_9-mi5yoI/AAAAAAAACHM/au1nh5iEbZQ/s1600/Christmas+2010+031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_9-mi5yoI/AAAAAAAACHM/au1nh5iEbZQ/s320/Christmas+2010+031.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've been working on putting old family videos onto DVD's.&amp;nbsp; We watched a few I had finished!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_-I3PUu8I/AAAAAAAACHQ/pdDYskXQtG8/s1600/Christmas+2010+033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_-I3PUu8I/AAAAAAAACHQ/pdDYskXQtG8/s320/Christmas+2010+033.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Later we tried out Garrett's new Monopoly game.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm in love with it!&amp;nbsp; That could be because I bankrupt everyone, but it&amp;nbsp;really was fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The whole day was wonderful!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It seemed longer&amp;nbsp;and sweeter than&amp;nbsp;any other year!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Thank you, Lord, for the gift of family!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-5186200088407237181?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5186200088407237181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=5186200088407237181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5186200088407237181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5186200088407237181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-day-2010.html' title='Christmas Day 2010'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TR_4vPE_L1I/AAAAAAAACF8/zXxcuOQI0TQ/s72-c/Christmas+2010+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-2762577165681934887</id><published>2010-12-25T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T08:00:05.206-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;"God did it for us.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Out of sheer generosity he put us in the right standing with himself.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;pure gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He got us out of the mess we're in and restored us to where he always wanted us to be.&amp;nbsp; And he did it by means of Jesus Christ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Praying that on this very special day we'll remember the magnificent gift we've been given.&amp;nbsp; God, wrapped himself in humanity, and came to this world for you and for me!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He came to bridge the gap sin causes.&amp;nbsp; He came to&amp;nbsp;save us!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;There is no greater gift or sacrifice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-2762577165681934887?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2762577165681934887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=2762577165681934887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2762577165681934887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2762577165681934887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-676377346901024281</id><published>2010-12-24T23:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T00:13:12.040-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning, well I guess 10:30 isn't really morning, I went to a movie with Chris, Tina, and the boys.&amp;nbsp; We saw to the new Narnia movie.&amp;nbsp; It was pretty good, but once again, not as good as the other ones.&amp;nbsp; I had a wonderful time and am so glad I went!!&amp;nbsp; Thanks, Guys, for letting me tag along!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWFTCDiSjI/AAAAAAAACFc/4RHp4wPFcCY/s1600/Christmas+Eve+2010+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWFTCDiSjI/AAAAAAAACFc/4RHp4wPFcCY/s400/Christmas+Eve+2010+001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I came home and finished making meatballs to take to Grana's.&amp;nbsp; I love Christmas Eve at Grana's!!&amp;nbsp; I love the "program" she always puts together.&amp;nbsp; I love getting to see Michelle and Kevin and all their families!&amp;nbsp; I love the good food and the games we play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWFcxrwDfI/AAAAAAAACFg/pHRaWGRoSr8/s1600/Christmas+Eve+2010+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWFcxrwDfI/AAAAAAAACFg/pHRaWGRoSr8/s400/Christmas+Eve+2010+002.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Looks like these kiddos love it, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWFmiv2Y_I/AAAAAAAACFk/wJQxyUiUM5A/s1600/Christmas+Eve+2010+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWFmiv2Y_I/AAAAAAAACFk/wJQxyUiUM5A/s400/Christmas+Eve+2010+003.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lots of visiting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWFw0qtiiI/AAAAAAAACFo/mFPgqRexV90/s1600/Christmas+Eve+2010+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWFw0qtiiI/AAAAAAAACFo/mFPgqRexV90/s400/Christmas+Eve+2010+004.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Baby Benjamin is due to arrive in three weeks - maybe sooner!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWF6VXPPFI/AAAAAAAACFs/ldULwR7L45E/s1600/Christmas+Eve+2010+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWF6VXPPFI/AAAAAAAACFs/ldULwR7L45E/s400/Christmas+Eve+2010+005.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's Grana sharing memories of what church services were like when she was a little girl.&amp;nbsp; In Grana's Christmas Eve programs you can always count on a little history, singing, thought provoking articles, and of course the real reason for the season!&amp;nbsp; Grana, thank you for all the work you go to to make this night so special for all of us!&amp;nbsp; I especially loved the poem you read tonight about hands.&amp;nbsp; That poem was describing your hands!&amp;nbsp; Hands that have loved, hands that have wiped tears, and hands that have done what it takes to show and share the love of Jesus.&amp;nbsp; I'm so thankful for you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWGCJMAUrI/AAAAAAAACFw/uRnquSM_gAY/s1600/Christmas+Eve+2010+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWGCJMAUrI/AAAAAAAACFw/uRnquSM_gAY/s400/Christmas+Eve+2010+006.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kevin led us all in a time of communion tonight.&amp;nbsp; A time of celebrating what these season means!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWGKNCYCKI/AAAAAAAACF0/y84-TkjjlEc/s1600/Christmas+Eve+2010+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWGKNCYCKI/AAAAAAAACF0/y84-TkjjlEc/s400/Christmas+Eve+2010+007.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While we didn't have time to play the ever-famous Crazy Bridge tonight, it was still a wonderful time spent with family, in the presence of Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-676377346901024281?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/676377346901024281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=676377346901024281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/676377346901024281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/676377346901024281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-eve-2010.html' title='Christmas Eve 2010'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWFTCDiSjI/AAAAAAAACFc/4RHp4wPFcCY/s72-c/Christmas+Eve+2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-5453288400724361052</id><published>2010-12-23T23:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T23:43:50.063-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Christmas Vacation is Here!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas Vacation started about 1:00 p.m. on Wednesday.&amp;nbsp; I knew I was going to see a movie with Mom that night and wanted to pick up the tickets early.&amp;nbsp; I also wanted to read some books by Deeanne Gist over Christmas break, since I loved her last one so much.&amp;nbsp; So, I asked Kelly to ride along with me - to check out books from the library for me.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; All I had to say was D'Arpino's and she was with me all the way!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We picked up tickets, enjoyed a delicious lunch at D'Arpino's, made a quick trip to the Library and the pet store, and then I dropped Kelly off at home.&amp;nbsp; Mom was at my house ready to pick me up to see "Little Fockers".&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed it, although we aren't sure it was as funny as the&amp;nbsp;earlier ones.&amp;nbsp; We were glad we went, though!&amp;nbsp; Afterward we grabbed dinner at Cheddar's and then Mom came home and &lt;strike&gt;helped&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; wrapped my Christmas presents - when Chloe got out of the way, anyway.&amp;nbsp; :)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWAHc4jdwI/AAAAAAAACFM/dMVo_vlt1bA/s1600/christmas10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWAHc4jdwI/AAAAAAAACFM/dMVo_vlt1bA/s400/christmas10.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My plans for my first "official" day of vacation were to put old family movies on DVD and clean house.&amp;nbsp; Dad stopped by to change my furnace filters (so thankful for all he does for me) and told me he and Mom were going riding.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't miss that!&amp;nbsp; So, I kicked it in high and got my house finished - left with wet floors and all to make it on time, but it was done!&amp;nbsp; It was a bit chilly, but a wonderful&amp;nbsp;ride!!&amp;nbsp; With weather and sickness, it had been several weeks since I went riding.&amp;nbsp; I sure did miss it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWAWoInQ-I/AAAAAAAACFQ/ALYs6vqDQ1s/s1600/stormydec10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWAWoInQ-I/AAAAAAAACFQ/ALYs6vqDQ1s/s400/stormydec10.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When we got back and started to unsaddle, I noticed Stormy had hurt himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWAi25L83I/AAAAAAAACFU/H1gpZYqm3YQ/s1600/stormyfootdec10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWAi25L83I/AAAAAAAACFU/H1gpZYqm3YQ/s320/stormyfootdec10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;No worries, though.&amp;nbsp; Dad and Mom doctored it and wrapped it up!&amp;nbsp; He should be good as new in a few days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWAsi6m8FI/AAAAAAAACFY/ypkp9fqi1Rc/s1600/stormyfootdec10+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWAsi6m8FI/AAAAAAAACFY/ypkp9fqi1Rc/s320/stormyfootdec10+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That evening Mom and I made homemade salsa to take to Grana's for Christmas Eve.&amp;nbsp; We had to add many ingredients that weren't called for in the recipe, but it wasn't too bad.&amp;nbsp; Next time we are going to use fresh tomatoes and add a splash of lime juice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love time off and the freedom it brings to be spontaneous!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" /&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/4175023705097861262-5453288400724361052?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5453288400724361052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=5453288400724361052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5453288400724361052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5453288400724361052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-vacation-is-here.html' title='Christmas Vacation is Here!!!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRWAHc4jdwI/AAAAAAAACFM/dMVo_vlt1bA/s72-c/christmas10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-6807649195858401990</id><published>2010-12-21T23:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T23:29:57.435-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>What have I been up to?  It sure hasn't been blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt; &lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;One post in December?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That’s just sad.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My last post was about my&amp;nbsp;new TV, so one might assume that I’ve been sucked in, but I can assure you&amp;nbsp;that isn’t the case.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Thankfully, I’m an avid picture taker so all I had to do was look through my camera to jog my memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;I enjoyed a delicious dinner provided by the expert hunting skills of Dad and Chase!&amp;nbsp; We feasted on quail and pheasant that Mom deliciously prepared!&amp;nbsp; Later we watched "The Karate Kid".&amp;nbsp; Believe me, the movie wasn't the only source of entertainment that night!&amp;nbsp; Or the only source of Kung-Fu for that matter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRGGqIqIooI/AAAAAAAACEs/u6fkjm84qqs/s1600/dec2010+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRGGqIqIooI/AAAAAAAACEs/u6fkjm84qqs/s400/dec2010+001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;‘Tis the season for Christmas programs, yay!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The kiddos were a part of the James River Christmas program.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Not only did they sing their little hearts out, they also looked absolutely adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRGG1VYrDlI/AAAAAAAACEw/p2yR3fQw0E8/s1600/dec2010+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRGG1VYrDlI/AAAAAAAACEw/p2yR3fQw0E8/s400/dec2010+002.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The Sutherlands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;(Yes, there’s a story behind Chase’s attire!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He’s thirteen.&amp;nbsp; We'll just leave it at that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRGG_gw8xoI/AAAAAAAACE0/nFCwoTMDD2s/s1600/dec2010+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRGG_gw8xoI/AAAAAAAACE0/nFCwoTMDD2s/s400/dec2010+003.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The Woffords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRGHLkQOHJI/AAAAAAAACE4/7U4DBYdUYos/s1600/dec2010+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRGHLkQOHJI/AAAAAAAACE4/7U4DBYdUYos/s400/dec2010+004.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;I also attended Abby and Ethan’s Christmas program for school.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was just precious - complete with a rock star guitarist and an hula girl who knew how to swivel those hips!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRGHURrXX2I/AAAAAAAACE8/4qEWHH9Mm4c/s1600/dec2010+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRGHURrXX2I/AAAAAAAACE8/4qEWHH9Mm4c/s400/dec2010+005.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Saturday I helped Tonya make clipboards for Abby and Jacob’s teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRGHamII0_I/AAAAAAAACFA/U2RlkxUXJAc/s1600/dec2010+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRGHamII0_I/AAAAAAAACFA/U2RlkxUXJAc/s400/dec2010+007.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I messed up the red and black one, but it ended up being my favorite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRGHhSDAf6I/AAAAAAAACFE/AKSmkBFXIdA/s1600/dec2010+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRGHhSDAf6I/AAAAAAAACFE/AKSmkBFXIdA/s400/dec2010+008.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are no pictures but other activities include: evenings with friends, Bunko (where I laughed and laughed), basketball games (my favorite sport to watch, by the way), shopping, started and finished a fabulous book, &lt;u&gt;The Measure of a Lady&lt;/u&gt; (Thanks, Jen! Sorry I’ve had it so long!), watched “It’s a Wonderful Life” for the first time – and LOVED it, and have had my heart stirred by some A-MAZ-ING messages at church – which I’m hoping to share later this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have NOT been cleaning house, doing laundry, or wrapping presents.&amp;nbsp;:( But, that’s ok, because TOMORROW at 1:00 I’m on CHRISTMAS VACATION!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" /&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/4175023705097861262-6807649195858401990?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6807649195858401990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=6807649195858401990&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6807649195858401990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6807649195858401990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-have-i-been-up-to-it-sure-hasnt.html' title='What have I been up to?  It sure hasn&apos;t been blogging!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TRGGqIqIooI/AAAAAAAACEs/u6fkjm84qqs/s72-c/dec2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-3409156997821994927</id><published>2010-12-04T08:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T08:00:04.855-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did it!&amp;nbsp; I finally broke down and bought a new TV! While I’m certainly glad I did it, and have NO regrets, it took a lot to make the final decision. I’ve been considering the idea for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here’s my old TV. Seven years ago I bought it from Tina and Chris for $75 and they’d had it since them married in ’93. (And it was used then.) It had a great picture and met my needs perfectly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPc04PQI_KI/AAAAAAAACEk/bMZ-fJrJrBE/s1600/NewTV+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPc04PQI_KI/AAAAAAAACEk/bMZ-fJrJrBE/s320/NewTV+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Christmas I’m getting TiVo!! Yes, I’m finally stepping into the 20th century and digital recording! I can’t wait!! With this new addition coupled with the amazing deals of the weekend, I just couldn’t resist any longer and decided to buy a new TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In looking for something new, I knew I wanted something bigger than 32’’. I wanted something that would fit in the cabinet I currently have, but also feel like I was still getting a bigger TV. They were all sold out of the 37’’. I noticed that the 40’’ measured 38 and 1/16. Mom said my cabinet measure about 38’’. Thankfully Matt made an extra trip to my house to get an exact measurement and said we had a solid 38 and ¼ to work with. I was thrilled to be able to get a 40’’ and for such an amazing price, too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were a little nervous when we got it home, but it fit. We had to take the doors off while we put it in, but it fit! I think it looks great and couldn't be more happy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPc1DbBylJI/AAAAAAAACEo/zkdSLzgGcCI/s1600/NewTV+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPc1DbBylJI/AAAAAAAACEo/zkdSLzgGcCI/s320/NewTV+002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-3409156997821994927?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/3409156997821994927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=3409156997821994927&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/3409156997821994927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/3409156997821994927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-to-me.html' title='Merry Christmas to Me!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPc04PQI_KI/AAAAAAAACEk/bMZ-fJrJrBE/s72-c/NewTV+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-7636389359041538828</id><published>2010-12-03T08:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T23:31:56.922-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I can’t remember how many years ago Mom, Tina, Tonya, and I started shopping on this crazy day!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We’ve done it differently every year.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We gone from starting at Kohl’s to Target to Walmart.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;(Walmart being the only way to go as you don’t have to stand outside in the cold.)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Even extremely claustrophobic me can handle Walmart.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There’s not a line pushing to get inside, and when they cut open those pallets of goodies, people are pretty decent.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcyUwqbXmI/AAAAAAAACEg/4Uf7qXB72uQ/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcyUwqbXmI/AAAAAAAACEg/4Uf7qXB72uQ/s320/Thanksgiving2010+031.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We had everything out and up in record time, so we decided to hit a few stores in Springfield.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;To us, things didn’t seem as crazy this year.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I got home later that night, I cleaned the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I got all the gifts bought for my nephews and niece. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I only have three left to get.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Christmas shopping and decorating!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;All in all I’d say it was quite a productive day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we hit the midnight sales at Walmart.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We left Mom’s at 11:00 to give ourselves plenty of time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Being the night owl that I am, this was SO much easier for me than getting up at 3:00!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We found some great deals.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Tonya and I saved $30 on one gift alone!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;(So, yes, Dad, it really pays to go.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Tina needed to get some bigger items, and people were already lining up, so we just decided to go ahead and hop in line, too.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It worked out quite well.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We took turns standing in lines, making friends, with those in line with us (Mom more so than Tina or I) and just looking around the store, walking instead of just standing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After a few hours of this, we finally just sat down.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Walmart came around with granola bars and energy drinks and a few chairs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I kind of felt like the girl in the movie “Where the Heart Is” who lived in the Walmart.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;People would “borrow” camping chairs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I went to the front and “borrowed” a magazine (which helped pass the time greatly!).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Others brought their own pillows and blankets and layed down.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We were first and third in line for the things Tina needed and we were able to leave at 5:30 with everything we came for!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;After dropping Tina home, Mom and I went home and slept for a couple of hours, then headed to my house to decorate for Christmas.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She insists on putting up my tree because my allergies are so bad.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s really such a blessing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-7636389359041538828?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/7636389359041538828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=7636389359041538828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7636389359041538828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7636389359041538828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/12/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcyUwqbXmI/AAAAAAAACEg/4Uf7qXB72uQ/s72-c/Thanksgiving2010+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-1082748813182343204</id><published>2010-12-01T23:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:42:35.399-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Usually I have to work half a day on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This year we had the day off!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I can’t even begin to tell you how much I enjoyed it!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I spent this day keeping old traditions and maybe starting a new one.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We all (except for Dad and Chase who were hunting and Matt who was working) met for lunch at Cheddars.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love that place purely for their&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;delicious spinach dip!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;During lunch we made out Christmas lists, well the kids did anyway.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was so cute to hear them talking about what they wanted. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;It was cute to just to listen them talk to each other about it, too!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Especially Jacob and Ethan.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They got so excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPckXhE-zGI/AAAAAAAACDI/snpNi0hcXXA/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPckXhE-zGI/AAAAAAAACDI/snpNi0hcXXA/s320/Thanksgiving2010+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPckpgmYyyI/AAAAAAAACDM/BDX71Sok96U/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPckpgmYyyI/AAAAAAAACDM/BDX71Sok96U/s320/Thanksgiving2010+002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPck4mQ1XmI/AAAAAAAACDQ/cU7-maql9Rc/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPck4mQ1XmI/AAAAAAAACDQ/cU7-maql9Rc/s320/Thanksgiving2010+003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;After lunch we headed over to P3 in Ozark so the kids could each make an ornament.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;While they didn’t enjoy the several coats of paint it took, they all seemed&amp;nbsp;very excited about the finished product.&amp;nbsp; Garrett made an&amp;nbsp;ornament that says "Garrett Rocks!", Jacob painted one with an unique design, Ethan painted a gingerbread man, and Abby made a penguin with the most beautiful, red eyes.&amp;nbsp; (That's right, red!&amp;nbsp; Who knows, her ornament may become legendary&amp;nbsp;like&amp;nbsp;the teddy bear I painted in second grade.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPclHxqKvfI/AAAAAAAACDU/WT8eN7dOp0M/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPclHxqKvfI/AAAAAAAACDU/WT8eN7dOp0M/s320/Thanksgiving2010+008.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPclarqjX5I/AAAAAAAACDY/px6TRy4C7Zs/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPclarqjX5I/AAAAAAAACDY/px6TRy4C7Zs/s320/Thanksgiving2010+009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPclqvfbmyI/AAAAAAAACDc/mcg4ImfYrbk/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPclqvfbmyI/AAAAAAAACDc/mcg4ImfYrbk/s320/Thanksgiving2010+010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcl7A66gVI/AAAAAAAACDg/ndNAVhUMOOg/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcl7A66gVI/AAAAAAAACDg/ndNAVhUMOOg/s320/Thanksgiving2010+011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Every Wednesday night before Thanksgiving I spend the night at Mom and Dad’s. I make pumpkin pies and watch/sing-a-long with “White Christmas”. This year Chase joined us for the fun. (I think he really came over to play his PlayStation on the HD television, but I’ll take it! He sure does enjoy picking on me, though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Thanksgiving was a day filled with family, food, and fun!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This year it was bitterly cold and even snowed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcogLhJ0EI/AAAAAAAACDk/PhZOjBgnIvI/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcogLhJ0EI/AAAAAAAACDk/PhZOjBgnIvI/s320/Thanksgiving2010+012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love this picture of them watching it snow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcou5E0JrI/AAAAAAAACDo/mKs1fYV9CnI/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcou5E0JrI/AAAAAAAACDo/mKs1fYV9CnI/s320/Thanksgiving2010+014.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Is there a "grown-up" table at every house?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcpAAxdxTI/AAAAAAAACDs/wvaYnqgfEvA/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcpAAxdxTI/AAAAAAAACDs/wvaYnqgfEvA/s320/Thanksgiving2010+015.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcpS3F-IuI/AAAAAAAACDw/-QVyr8ThhfU/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcpS3F-IuI/AAAAAAAACDw/-QVyr8ThhfU/s320/Thanksgiving2010+016.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The "kid" table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcplT-PcLI/AAAAAAAACD0/m054oCWsxds/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcplT-PcLI/AAAAAAAACD0/m054oCWsxds/s320/Thanksgiving2010+017.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;This was Ethan’s first time &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ever&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to have turkey!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He LOVED it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcpyZedZKI/AAAAAAAACD4/RKwKlE1o4Hs/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcpyZedZKI/AAAAAAAACD4/RKwKlE1o4Hs/s320/Thanksgiving2010+019.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;What’s a holiday without games?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcqDX90OPI/AAAAAAAACD8/zE6boMfi8u8/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcqDX90OPI/AAAAAAAACD8/zE6boMfi8u8/s320/Thanksgiving2010+020.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Look at this sweet girl I found upstairs, entertaining herself.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Apparently she got lonely, though, because i&lt;/span&gt;t wasn’t long after this that she took Chloe prisoner! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcqU0ojFtI/AAAAAAAACEA/QFFd9P_vLx4/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcqU0ojFtI/AAAAAAAACEA/QFFd9P_vLx4/s320/Thanksgiving2010+021.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We also celebrated Grana’s birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcqjrxy-MI/AAAAAAAACEE/ApFCHXj76yA/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcqjrxy-MI/AAAAAAAACEE/ApFCHXj76yA/s320/Thanksgiving2010+022.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;This just makes my heart happy!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They entertained themselves for the longest time with paper cups!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Aunt Meme is so proud to see that creativity and imaginary play isn’t lost on them!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcq0kz7InI/AAAAAAAACEI/FqFVuQFNMRg/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcq0kz7InI/AAAAAAAACEI/FqFVuQFNMRg/s320/Thanksgiving2010+024.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We love Cranium!&amp;nbsp; (Wow!&amp;nbsp; Look at that beautiful sunset in the background!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcrGvqZH2I/AAAAAAAACEM/R0eJL6D_KGQ/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcrGvqZH2I/AAAAAAAACEM/R0eJL6D_KGQ/s320/Thanksgiving2010+025.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;More games!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Bet ‘ya can’t guess who won…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We didn’t let her win either!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She’s quite the Memory mastermind!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcr13BstZI/AAAAAAAACEY/fkh6EKnV6HI/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcr13BstZI/AAAAAAAACEY/fkh6EKnV6HI/s320/Thanksgiving2010+029.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I think this picture of Chloe summed up how everyone felt at the end of the day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcsCP1DQUI/AAAAAAAACEc/YwoVFB9jil8/s1600/Thanksgiving2010+030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPcsCP1DQUI/AAAAAAAACEc/YwoVFB9jil8/s320/Thanksgiving2010+030.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanksgiving is my very favorite holiday because the focus of the day is family and remembering all that you have to be thankful for!&amp;nbsp; I'm so blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sig.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/sig.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-1082748813182343204?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1082748813182343204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=1082748813182343204&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/1082748813182343204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/1082748813182343204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving-2010.html' title='Thanksgiving 2010'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TPckXhE-zGI/AAAAAAAACDI/snpNi0hcXXA/s72-c/Thanksgiving2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-8742552832247896095</id><published>2010-11-23T22:27:00.103-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:51:29.531-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Attitude of Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TOyc3eTQYPI/AAAAAAAACCc/_U8Qnlf9qV0/s1600/Christmas05+7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TOyc3eTQYPI/AAAAAAAACCc/_U8Qnlf9qV0/s320/Christmas05+7.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I recently heard someone say that if you fail to be thankful, there may come a time when you won't be able to see all you have to be thankful for.&amp;nbsp; I can't even begin to count all the time I've spent wishing and hoping and praying for a family of my own.&amp;nbsp; But, recently I've recognized a huge blessing that has come with being single.&amp;nbsp; I get to know my nephews and niece in a way I wouldn't have been able to if I had kids of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TOyctI_ll5I/AAAAAAAACCQ/RuZaetx3E-8/s1600/Garrett+Preschool1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TOyctI_ll5I/AAAAAAAACCQ/RuZaetx3E-8/s320/Garrett+Preschool1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A few weeks ago Tonya and Matt helped Mom and Dad put up their new TV.&amp;nbsp; I went over just to hang out and add moral support.&amp;nbsp; It was such a joy to watch Abby play with all those cardboard boxes and turn them into a house or a fence.&amp;nbsp; She has such an imagination!&amp;nbsp; Jacob is the ever-quite one.&amp;nbsp; I love to watch him study things.&amp;nbsp; At the end of the night,&amp;nbsp;he shared his deer hunting video with us.&amp;nbsp;It was so sweet to hear him ask his daddy to pray and thank God for what they&amp;nbsp;were able to&amp;nbsp;do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TOyc0ZEzqGI/AAAAAAAACCY/5neV49DWaBU/s1600/Motorcycle2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TOyc0ZEzqGI/AAAAAAAACCY/5neV49DWaBU/s320/Motorcycle2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TOycv9__-KI/AAAAAAAACCU/6eck8kysIao/s1600/Garrett.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TOycv9__-KI/AAAAAAAACCU/6eck8kysIao/s320/Garrett.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just last week I spent Wednesday joining Tina and her boys for dinner at Mom and Dad's. Mom fixed the boys' favorite: chicken &amp;amp; dumplings and, for dessert, homemade doughnuts. I remember driving home that night praying I'd always remember these sweet memories. The way Ethan beamed as he showed me how he'd set the table and assigned each of us a seat. The way we all had to share high/lows. They way Ethan held his tea glass and talked with hands. They way Garrett wants me to help him study for a test. The way Chase likes to give me a hard time. The way Garrett looks up to Chase and longs to hear just a few words of praise from him. The way Chase refers to Dad as the "bear" who hangs out in his den. (aka the basement) The way all three of them love to watch "Wild Hogs" with Pop and how all of them laugh and laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TOyc6P65DHI/AAAAAAAACCg/VJcBQLSsNiI/s1600/Abby+%2526+Ethan+07.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TOyc6P65DHI/AAAAAAAACCg/VJcBQLSsNiI/s320/Abby+%2526+Ethan+07.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tonight Chase came over&amp;nbsp;to eat pizza and watch the Biggest Loser&amp;nbsp;with me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When I picked him up we went to Price Cutter to get him some soda and Oreos.&amp;nbsp; He made my night when we told me he didn't really care about watching all of the show because he just came&amp;nbsp;over to eat and talk to me.&amp;nbsp; Thirteen and he&amp;nbsp;still wants to hang out with his Aunt.&amp;nbsp; How blessed am I! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TOydAXkWbJI/AAAAAAAACCk/bNb68_1ojqc/s1600/Chase+%2526+Garretts+b-day+07+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TOydAXkWbJI/AAAAAAAACCk/bNb68_1ojqc/s320/Chase+%2526+Garretts+b-day+07+4.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Chase, Garrett, Jacob, Ethan, and Abby help fill such a void in my life right now. I adore them and love spending time with them. I'm so thankful I get to share so much of their lives!! There's not a luckier aunt around!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TOydEwHc-kI/AAAAAAAACCo/iexX9IhPCXE/s1600/JRAkidschristmas09+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TOydEwHc-kI/AAAAAAAACCo/iexX9IhPCXE/s320/JRAkidschristmas09+013.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fall2010sig.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="fall2010sig" border="0" height="82" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/fall2010sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-8742552832247896095?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/8742552832247896095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=8742552832247896095&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/8742552832247896095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/8742552832247896095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/11/attitude-of-gratitude.html' title='Attitude of Gratitude'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TOyc3eTQYPI/AAAAAAAACCc/_U8Qnlf9qV0/s72-c/Christmas05+7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-1847108614173643585</id><published>2010-11-17T17:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T17:00:06.173-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Brushy Creek - October 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No cell phones, no television, no kids, no radio.&amp;nbsp; This little get-away was perfect!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We didn't leave until I got out of school Thursday.&amp;nbsp; We arrived sometime after 7:00 and set up in the dark.&amp;nbsp; We were so excited it didn't matter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The next morning we rode up to the lodge for breakfast.&amp;nbsp; (Dad says it's mile there and back.)&amp;nbsp; Can you see all the frost?&amp;nbsp; Let me tell you, it was COLD in the mornings!!&amp;nbsp; Friday and Saturday mornings were 27 degrees.&amp;nbsp; Brrr!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNODnlNbgkI/AAAAAAAACAw/frYYy_YMwV8/s1600/brushycreekfall2010+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNODnlNbgkI/AAAAAAAACAw/frYYy_YMwV8/s320/brushycreekfall2010+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and Tonya at breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNODz0oI1eI/AAAAAAAACA0/xUxplF0Idrs/s1600/brushycreekfall2010+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNODz0oI1eI/AAAAAAAACA0/xUxplF0Idrs/s320/brushycreekfall2010+003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Dad&amp;nbsp; (If you'll notice, I'm wearing 3 layers of clothing!!&amp;nbsp; Very uncommon for me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOD-_LN6FI/AAAAAAAACA4/1RfngiVt_Qs/s1600/brushycreekfall2010+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOD-_LN6FI/AAAAAAAACA4/1RfngiVt_Qs/s320/brushycreekfall2010+004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the near the end of the second ride on Friday.&amp;nbsp; Can you tell that Tonya is, well, uncomfortable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOEVq1aaVI/AAAAAAAACA8/wEGkxcCBUNA/s1600/brushycreekfall2010+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOEVq1aaVI/AAAAAAAACA8/wEGkxcCBUNA/s320/brushycreekfall2010+005.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi, Dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOEqOHpNHI/AAAAAAAACBA/rEEzf1Jsw8c/s1600/brushycreekfall2010+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOEqOHpNHI/AAAAAAAACBA/rEEzf1Jsw8c/s320/brushycreekfall2010+007.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at that nice trail - no rocks!!&amp;nbsp; Great for lots of foxtrotting!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOE8h6KPTI/AAAAAAAACBE/Up0HExcymE4/s1600/brushycreekfall2010+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOE8h6KPTI/AAAAAAAACBE/Up0HExcymE4/s320/brushycreekfall2010+008.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some&amp;nbsp;of the trees had already lost their leaves.&amp;nbsp; It was nice, though, because you could see so clearly through the timber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOFLBKm4CI/AAAAAAAACBI/4KphSFkkENY/s1600/brushycreekfall2010+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOFLBKm4CI/AAAAAAAACBI/4KphSFkkENY/s320/brushycreekfall2010+009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meet Jo-Jo!&amp;nbsp; He's half Jack Russell, half chihuahua(sp?).&amp;nbsp; So cute and SO full of energy.&amp;nbsp; He came over to our trailer everyday for lunch.&amp;nbsp; Out of the goodies we had (ham, triskets, 7-layer dip, pickles, no-bake cookies, chocolate chip cookies) he loved the spicy Harry &amp;amp; David dip the most!&amp;nbsp; He couldn't get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOFUAjxARI/AAAAAAAACBM/5tHgDlj08RQ/s1600/brushycreekfall2010+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOFUAjxARI/AAAAAAAACBM/5tHgDlj08RQ/s320/brushycreekfall2010+012.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every night we would drive the truck up to the lodge to shower.&amp;nbsp; There was wifi there so I was able to communicate with Tina through email.&amp;nbsp; We could also check twitter, and that's how Tonya kept in touch with Matt.&amp;nbsp; The only way you could get cell phone service was to ride to the top.&amp;nbsp; Saturday we made a trip up just to make a few calls.&amp;nbsp; Here's Dad checking in with work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOFly_WoYI/AAAAAAAACBQ/uc1Nn76UvN0/s1600/brushycreekfall2010+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOFly_WoYI/AAAAAAAACBQ/uc1Nn76UvN0/s320/brushycreekfall2010+014.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at that gorgeous smile!&amp;nbsp; I'd say she's having fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOF36HsHSI/AAAAAAAACBU/CsfQjAJEN78/s1600/brushycreekfall2010+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOF36HsHSI/AAAAAAAACBU/CsfQjAJEN78/s320/brushycreekfall2010+015.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right by where we camped they had an obstacle course for your horse.&amp;nbsp; You could walk them through tents, over tarps, through a car wash looking thing, over a teeter-totter, etc...&amp;nbsp; It was kind of fun.&amp;nbsp; Last time we went Dad took Stormy through all it!&amp;nbsp; Here's Dad showing Harley that all those milk jugs tied together weren't really that scary.&amp;nbsp; If you notice, Rowdy is right there with 'em.&amp;nbsp; He was just hanging around to make sure there wasn't any food!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOGMxnzBOI/AAAAAAAACBY/AGmZTpkkznY/s1600/brushycreekfall2010+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOGMxnzBOI/AAAAAAAACBY/AGmZTpkkznY/s320/brushycreekfall2010+016.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone is stopped while&amp;nbsp;I take off one of the many layers of clothes!&amp;nbsp; After just a couple of hours of riding, it was warm enough to ride in a long sleeve t-shirt.&amp;nbsp; Perfect riding weather if you ask me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOGZI2RccI/AAAAAAAACBc/KI8H_AtFbw4/s1600/brushycreekfall2010+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOGZI2RccI/AAAAAAAACBc/KI8H_AtFbw4/s320/brushycreekfall2010+018.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks, Dad, for storing my extra shirts!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOGnftboCI/AAAAAAAACBg/_gj3f21Arjs/s1600/brushycreekfall2010+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOGnftboCI/AAAAAAAACBg/_gj3f21Arjs/s320/brushycreekfall2010+019.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The scenery was gorgeous!&amp;nbsp; I can't tell you what a stress reliever this trip was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOGzAQgwkI/AAAAAAAACBk/1LiKn0SwEzg/s1600/brushycreekfall2010+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNOGzAQgwkI/AAAAAAAACBk/1LiKn0SwEzg/s320/brushycreekfall2010+020.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite memories from this trip were the times we spent in the trailer before falling asleep.&amp;nbsp; We pulled out Tonya's delicious chocolate chip &lt;strike&gt;cookies&lt;/strike&gt; pieces and enjoyed a cold glass of milk.&amp;nbsp; Then we talked and laughed until we fell asleep, or least until Dad started snoring anyway!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks, Mom and Dad for taking us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fall2010sig.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="fall2010sig" border="0" height="82" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/fall2010sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-1847108614173643585?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1847108614173643585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=1847108614173643585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/1847108614173643585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/1847108614173643585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/11/brushy-creek-october-2010.html' title='Brushy Creek - October 2010'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TNODnlNbgkI/AAAAAAAACAw/frYYy_YMwV8/s72-c/brushycreekfall2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-1347566426537762736</id><published>2010-11-16T17:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:00:02.156-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>An Encouraging Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A friend called the other night.&amp;nbsp; She called to pass along some kind words she'd heard spoken that very day.&amp;nbsp; She'll never know the way those words encouraged me and gave&amp;nbsp;the boost I needed.&amp;nbsp; She didn't have to do it, but I'm so glad she did!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fall2010sig.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="fall2010sig" border="0" height="82" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/fall2010sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-1347566426537762736?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/1347566426537762736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=1347566426537762736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/1347566426537762736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/1347566426537762736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/11/encouraging-word.html' title='An Encouraging Word'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-731322090851498436</id><published>2010-11-15T23:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T23:58:46.753-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matters of the heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Running on Empty</title><content type='html'>Truth: No matter how hard I've tried to tell myself otherwise, there have been more days that I haven't enjoyed my job this year than in the previous 10 years &lt;em&gt;combined!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth: This&amp;nbsp;school year my quiet time has been minimal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Coincident?&amp;nbsp; I think not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday at Prayer Meeting it hit me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When the job is done right, teachers&amp;nbsp;give all day long.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Because I wasn't filling myself back up, it was hard to find more to give.&amp;nbsp; That's why I felt exhausted and depleted.&amp;nbsp; I left Prayer Meeting that night, called Kelly, and told her that we needed to started the Bible study we'd been talking about for several, several months.&amp;nbsp; She told me she'd planned on talking to me about that exact same thing.&amp;nbsp; Coincident?&amp;nbsp; I think not!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't begin to tell you how my perspective has changed or all the ways I've seen God working just since I've spent more time seeking Him!&amp;nbsp; It's been amazing!!&amp;nbsp; It's so embarrassing to admit how I let &lt;strike&gt;busyness&lt;/strike&gt; selfishness get in the way.&amp;nbsp;By doing this, I had defeated myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to say that we started the Beth Moore study of Esther today after school in my classroom.&amp;nbsp; It's my second time to do it, but I can't wait!!&amp;nbsp; There's an intimate group of five, and&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to share this journey with them.&amp;nbsp; Fill me up, Lord, I want more of You and can't wait to know you more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;These lyrics from Hillsong's "You" is SO the prayer of my heart right now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Steal all that is within me, 'cause I all want in this world is more of You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the less of me it is You.&amp;nbsp; Increasing as I fade away, your light for all the world to see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God it is you, who breaks the chains.&amp;nbsp; It is you, who lights the way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And everything I am cries out for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; So make my life transparent.&amp;nbsp; Your life in mine displayed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And let every earthly glory go back to you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fall2010sig.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="fall2010sig" border="0" height="82" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/fall2010sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-731322090851498436?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/731322090851498436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=731322090851498436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/731322090851498436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/731322090851498436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/11/running-on-empty.html' title='Running on Empty'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-5166384855759341886</id><published>2010-10-28T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T08:30:02.170-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Parent/Teacher Conferences</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Parent/Teacher conferences are often dreaded.&amp;nbsp; Not because of&amp;nbsp; sitting down and meeting with parents.&amp;nbsp; I quite enjoy that!&amp;nbsp; I think it's more about the daunting 12 hour days you have to work.&amp;nbsp; 12 hours of talking.&amp;nbsp; 12 hours of being "on".&amp;nbsp; While I &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;enjoy the time I get to spend with my students and their families, I always worry that I'm not prepared or that I don't know everything I need to about a particular student.&amp;nbsp; And I'm always extremely nervous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I always want to remember the special way God blessed me this year, I going to share the absolute sweetest email I got from a dear friend.&amp;nbsp; I opened this email on Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I've been thinking of you and praying that you will have strength and that all will go smoothly as you sit down with your kids' parents. I am hoping that you know just how amazing you are as a teacher and that you have heard LOTS of words of affirmation from those parents. Praying you through today and into your weekend tomorrow!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To say that I was touched was an understatement.&amp;nbsp; These words made me feel so loved and encouraged.&amp;nbsp; And let me tell you, God answered their prayers in such an amazing way.&amp;nbsp; For the first time in eleven years of teaching, four parents cried that evening&amp;nbsp;as sat down to meet.&amp;nbsp; They poured their hearts out with some of the nicest, most flattering, affirming&amp;nbsp;things I've heard as a teacher.&amp;nbsp; As I heard each different parent share what was on their heart I knew that God was encouraging me, answering the prayer of my dear friend.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I've blogged about this year and the struggles it's brought in a couple of different posts.&amp;nbsp; As I was listening to these parents, I heard God reminding me that I have the students I'm supposed to have.&amp;nbsp; They are not in my room by accident, but because they were meant to be.&amp;nbsp; It's exactly what I needed to be reminded of.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't matter that behavior and academic ability weren't divided fairly among the grade level.&amp;nbsp; There's a bigger picture, and&amp;nbsp;I'm praying that I never miss an opportunity!&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fall2010sig.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="fall2010sig" border="0" height="82" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/fall2010sig.png" width="200" /&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/4175023705097861262-5166384855759341886?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/5166384855759341886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=5166384855759341886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5166384855759341886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/5166384855759341886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/10/parentteacher-conferences.html' title='Parent/Teacher Conferences'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-740946051339548136</id><published>2010-10-27T08:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T08:00:09.494-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Prayer Request for a Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please join me in praying for a friend.&amp;nbsp; She has waited for a family of her own for many years.&amp;nbsp; Not too long ago she&amp;nbsp;married an amazing man who is so obviously crazy about her!&amp;nbsp; Together, they've been trying to start a family.&amp;nbsp; They have so selflessly and generously opened their home to love on kids who need it most; to give them Jesus.&amp;nbsp; One by one, these special little ones have left their home, no doubt their lives changed by being introduced to the One who created them and loves them most.&amp;nbsp; Most recently, they've been sharing their home and their lives with a little one they took home from the hospital.&amp;nbsp; He knows them only as Mommy and Daddy.&amp;nbsp; They've been praying from the moment they got him.&amp;nbsp; Praying that he'll be able to be a permanent member of their family, the same way he'll always have a&amp;nbsp;permanent place in their hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week they received devastating news.&amp;nbsp; News that would make an unbeliever feel hopeless.&amp;nbsp; Please pray with me that God would move the mountain in the way of them becoming a family.&amp;nbsp; God is able and I'm believing He's going to work in their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;"Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us."&amp;nbsp; (Eph. 3:20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fall2010sig.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="fall2010sig" border="0" height="82" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/fall2010sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-740946051339548136?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/740946051339548136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=740946051339548136&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/740946051339548136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/740946051339548136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/10/prayer-request-for-friend.html' title='Prayer Request for a Friend'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-6042155031243889086</id><published>2010-10-26T08:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T08:00:10.785-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horses'/><title type='text'>Back in Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/THyBYMF1B_I/AAAAAAAAB_s/mMj4hAB_IWg/s1600/stormyaug10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/THyBYMF1B_I/AAAAAAAAB_s/mMj4hAB_IWg/s320/stormyaug10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/THyB583a4tI/AAAAAAAAB_0/yTPpHNzi7R4/s1600/Stormy.jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/THyB583a4tI/AAAAAAAAB_0/yTPpHNzi7R4/s320/Stormy.jpg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fall is here!! Can you tell???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(In case you're wondering, yes.&amp;nbsp; These are both pictures of Stormy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-6042155031243889086?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6042155031243889086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=6042155031243889086&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6042155031243889086'/><link rel='self' 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heart'/><title type='text'>10/25</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;"Greatness of Our God"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me grace to see beyond this moment hear.&amp;nbsp; To believe that there is nothing left to fear.&amp;nbsp; That you alone are high above it all.&amp;nbsp; And you my God are greater still.&amp;nbsp; And no sky contains.&amp;nbsp; No doubt restrains all you are.&amp;nbsp; The greatness of our God.&amp;nbsp; I'll spend my life to know and I'm far from close to all you are.&amp;nbsp; The greatness of our God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm not going to be governed&amp;nbsp;by my feelings.&amp;nbsp; After all a wise person can't be true to their feelings.&amp;nbsp; They have to be true to their convictions.&amp;nbsp; So, today I'm not going to grieve what I lost or worry about what I don't have.&amp;nbsp; Today, I'm going to believe God!&amp;nbsp; Today, I'm going to do the revealed will of God, knowing He'll show me the unrevealed will of God when the time is right.&amp;nbsp; Today, I'm going to cling to the truth that God knows the desires of the heart and He has big plans for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If people can't see what God is doing, they stumble all over themselves;&amp;nbsp; But when they attend to what he reveals, they are most blessed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fall2010sig.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Prov. 29:18 ~ MSG)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="fall2010sig" border="0" height="82" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/fall2010sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-4534745887250406312?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4534745887250406312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=4534745887250406312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4534745887250406312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4534745887250406312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/10/1025.html' title='10/25'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-6933834662904688347</id><published>2010-10-25T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T01:12:25.260-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A Long Awaited 3-Day Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it did not disappoint!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I kicked off this much needed and long anticipated weekend by sleeping in until 9:00 on Friday morning!!&amp;nbsp; I woke up feeling so rested and ready to squeeze in as much family fun and relaxing as humanly possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Friday, Mom and I went shopping.&amp;nbsp; Nothing serious.&amp;nbsp; Just errands we&amp;nbsp;needed to accomplish before our trip next week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When we got home I cleaned the bathrooms and back bedrooms.&amp;nbsp; (Amazing what you feel like doing&amp;nbsp;when you haven't worked all day!)&amp;nbsp; That evening I went to Garrett's basketball game.&amp;nbsp; Then he came over&amp;nbsp;later that&amp;nbsp;night for a sleepover.&amp;nbsp; We watched the&amp;nbsp;Karate Kid.&amp;nbsp; He's such an amazing kid!&amp;nbsp; Always looking out for others.&amp;nbsp; Always making sure others are getting to do what they want before ever expressing what he wants to do.&amp;nbsp; Always so loving!&amp;nbsp; He's growing up way too fast!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TMUW7lGSo1I/AAAAAAAACAU/ZA0usrubewM/s1600/garrettfall2010+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TMUW7lGSo1I/AAAAAAAACAU/ZA0usrubewM/s320/garrettfall2010+001.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TMUYe78IpOI/AAAAAAAACAc/BAehSKHQdQg/s1600/garrettfall2010+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TMUYe78IpOI/AAAAAAAACAc/BAehSKHQdQg/s320/garrettfall2010+002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday (after taking Garrett home) I went horseback riding.&amp;nbsp; It was a little warm to be the &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt; fall day, but the trees were beautiful and we practically had the place to our self!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TMUaDkWPqvI/AAAAAAAACAg/Ke8NH-Miz2I/s1600/busiekfall2010+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TMUaDkWPqvI/AAAAAAAACAg/Ke8NH-Miz2I/s320/busiekfall2010+004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TMUa9aCVmrI/AAAAAAAACAs/xc2iz9zsMG4/s1600/busiekfall2010+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TMUa9aCVmrI/AAAAAAAACAs/xc2iz9zsMG4/s320/busiekfall2010+010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After riding, Mom gave two of the horses a bath, Dad got some hay, and I helped get the trailer ready for the trip.&amp;nbsp; I went home and cleaned up and spent the evening cleaning the rest of the house and watching the Missouri football game.&amp;nbsp; It was a good one!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today,&amp;nbsp;I listened to&amp;nbsp;a moving message at church, as usual.&amp;nbsp; Then,&amp;nbsp;I had Mom and Dad over for lunch.&amp;nbsp; We had soup, salad, and sandwiches.&amp;nbsp; It was pretty good, if I do say so myself.&amp;nbsp; Check the bottom of this post for the recipe for my baked potato soup.&amp;nbsp; :) (Just for you, Jen!)&amp;nbsp; I spent the rest of the day catching up on blog reading, caught a little snooze, and watched Chase play a couple of basketball games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a wonderful weekend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Baked Potato Soup&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;(I usually double this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;3 large potatoes&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;salt &amp;amp; pepper to taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;1/3 c. butter&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;2 T green onions, chopped (I leave this out.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;2 T onions, chopped (I use dried onion flakes.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;2 T bacon (I use Oscar Meyer bacon bits.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;1/4 c. flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;1/2 c. cheddar cheese, shredded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;3 1/2 c. milk&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;8 oz. sour cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Bake potatoes at 400 F for 1 hour or until done.&amp;nbsp; (I peel the potatoes first, and bake them the night before to save time.)&amp;nbsp; Peel and scoop out the pulp; coarsely chop and set aside.&amp;nbsp; Melt butter in sauce pan and saute onions until tender.&amp;nbsp; Stir in flour until smooth and cook 2 to 3 minutes, stirring constantly.&amp;nbsp; Gradually add milk, stir over medium heat until think and bubbly.&amp;nbsp; Add potatoes, salt and pepper, green onions, bacon and cheese.&amp;nbsp; Cook thoroughly.&amp;nbsp; Add additional milk if needed.&amp;nbsp; Stir in sour cream.&amp;nbsp; Garnish with extra bacon, cheese and green onions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fall2010sig.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img alt="fall2010sig" border="0" height="82" src="http://i755.photobucket.com/albums/xx195/Tammbo911/fall2010sig.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-6933834662904688347?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6933834662904688347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=6933834662904688347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6933834662904688347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6933834662904688347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/10/long-awaited-3-day-weekend.html' title='A Long Awaited 3-Day Weekend!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TMUW7lGSo1I/AAAAAAAACAU/ZA0usrubewM/s72-c/garrettfall2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-2219978731509064162</id><published>2010-10-18T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:38:08.868-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for a better day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for boundaries and actually enforcing them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for a school district who believes in me enough to send other teachers to watch me teach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for students who love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for friends who know when something is wrong, even when I insist there's not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for friends who call, text, or email at just the right time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for the opportunity to meet my students' families this week and get to know them better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for nephews who live close enough that I can walk over and listen them to laugh and play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for a dog that is low maintenance (most of the time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for parents who unexpectedly mow my yard, set mole traps, listen to, pray for, and encourage me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for a church that disciples and equips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for a job that's more than a job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for a home of my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for a large family that love each other enough to be in each other's business&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for a God who is good and does good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for the plans He has for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for His unfailing love and provision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... for His grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-2219978731509064162?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2219978731509064162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=2219978731509064162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2219978731509064162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2219978731509064162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/10/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-4675306405566762196</id><published>2010-10-16T22:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T22:40:41.673-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matters of the heart'/><title type='text'>Well, I've finally lost it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right.&amp;nbsp; Just call me Humpty-Dumpty because today I cracked like an egg.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;(Warning: The rest of this will not be pretty.&amp;nbsp; It's going to show just how human and flawed I really am.&amp;nbsp; It's just plain ugly!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I knew it was coming.&amp;nbsp; I could feel it building for the past two weeks.&amp;nbsp; Plus, it's always a sign that I'm dealing (or maybe I should say &lt;em&gt;running) &lt;/em&gt;from something when I stop blogging.&amp;nbsp; It's like I'm unable to stop and process all that's going through my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before I work this all out for myself, I have to start by saying I know there are many, many,&amp;nbsp;MANY more of you out there busier, more tired, and more stressed out than I am or ever will be.&amp;nbsp; I really have nothing to complain about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started this school year determined to make it one of the best ever.&amp;nbsp; Really, I did.&amp;nbsp; Boy, has Satan has been there at every turn to challenge this.&amp;nbsp; This is the absolute hardest class I've ever tried to manage.&amp;nbsp; They are all sweethearts, but I'm still working on getting them to follow directions and&amp;nbsp;work independently.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;em&gt;never &lt;/em&gt;sit at my desk and let them work, they won't let me.&amp;nbsp; They are constantly needing/wanting my attention like no other class I've had before.&amp;nbsp; Essentially, this is a good thing.&amp;nbsp; They just want to share with me, and&amp;nbsp;it's really hard for me to send them away.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I feel terrible for doing it, but if I don't, we'll never get anything accomplished!&amp;nbsp; It's my fault, really.&amp;nbsp; I've not done a good job of setting the boundary.&amp;nbsp; I know that many of them don't get a lot of attention at home, so I spend most of my free time talking with them.&amp;nbsp; It can be draining, though.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There isn't&amp;nbsp;a moment where one of them isn't interrupting what I'm saying or thinking.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, there is usually a swarm of 7 kids following me wherever I go.&amp;nbsp;It takes a lot of patience.&amp;nbsp; (I know every mom in the world can relate to this!)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also started this school year determined to keep living and being more spontaneous.&amp;nbsp; Well, I've accomplished it, but I threw all sense of balance out the window in the mean time.&amp;nbsp; So, now I feel like I'm never at home and behind on things that need to be done&amp;nbsp;there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As much as I hate it, I'm one of those people that just has to have a little bit of time to myself at home.&amp;nbsp; I hate it!&amp;nbsp; It makes me feel so selfish, but really it's the only way I can unwind, clear my mind, and recharge.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When I was determined to be more spontaneous, I&amp;nbsp;totally forgot about this very significant detail&amp;nbsp;of me, and that's added more stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've felt like I've been walking around with my nerves just exposed and my mind running 100 miles a minute, to the point that even when I am home and not grading papers, emailing parents, catching up on laundry or cleaning, I just can't unwind.&amp;nbsp; Someone, please just stop the world.&amp;nbsp; I just need a moment to catch my breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so looking forward to riding today.&amp;nbsp; It is such a stress reliever.&amp;nbsp; I was just going to go, soak up the sun and this beautiful, fall weather and just chill out.&amp;nbsp; While it was that way for&amp;nbsp;most of the ride, it quickly went south towards the end.&amp;nbsp; You see, I spend the ride worrying about how sore Stormy was acting (he's just gotten new shoes), worrying about keeping up, worrying about the teeny, tiny bit of correction Stormy needed until I just snapped.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, it was like a rubber band that had been stretched and stretched and stretched and then it just broke.&amp;nbsp; I snapped.&amp;nbsp; I stopped Stormy and got off right then and there and informed everyone I was done.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't do it anymore.&amp;nbsp; I just wanted to walk and let my mind go blank.&amp;nbsp; I was not getting back on.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't.&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't.&amp;nbsp; After a few choice words from those I was riding with, I got back on and all of it just came spilling out of me.&amp;nbsp; I cried all the way back to the trailer.&amp;nbsp; I had just dumped on my family and felt terrible about it.&amp;nbsp; I felt terrible about how all about me I had become.&amp;nbsp; I felt terrible for feeling so stressed and tired for no real reasons.&amp;nbsp; I felt terrible because after blowing up and crying my eyes out, I was less tense and stressed than I've been in two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lessons I've learned from these past two weeks?&amp;nbsp; #1-when I'm feeling this strung out, I probably shouldn't torture others with my presence.&amp;nbsp; #2 - as sad as it makes me, I have to take some time for myself.&amp;nbsp; #3-when I feel like crying I just need to let it out and not hold it in because it will come out and probably at a time it shouldn't.&amp;nbsp; Most importantly #4-I have to get back to starting my day with the Lord.&amp;nbsp; Time in His presence puts everything in the right perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you're one of those people I've dumped on or snapped at lately, please forgive me.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure why, but I was on overload.&amp;nbsp; I promise I'm working on it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-4675306405566762196?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/4675306405566762196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=4675306405566762196&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4675306405566762196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/4675306405566762196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/10/well-ive-finally-lost-it.html' title='Well, I&apos;ve finally lost it'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-2357539957245926021</id><published>2010-10-07T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T23:19:30.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 weeks...seriously?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;How can it have been 3 weeks since I've blogged?&amp;nbsp; Seriously, how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a lot I want to write about...renewing my mind, being reassured of my place, birthday blessings, a recent visitor, family stuff, etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been so busy&amp;nbsp;showing myself that life can still go on throughout the school year that I haven't been home much lately, and when I am home I'm usually out of words! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, the break is over!&amp;nbsp; My goal for this weekend is to catch up!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-2357539957245926021?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2357539957245926021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=2357539957245926021&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2357539957245926021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2357539957245926021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/10/3-weeksseriously.html' title='3 weeks...seriously?'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-6411044367159995234</id><published>2010-09-15T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T23:18:07.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess I'll try again later</title><content type='html'>I finally got everything done -&amp;nbsp;a few dishes washed, laundry folded, house picked up - and&amp;nbsp;just sat down to blog about my recent birthday before heading to bed and the tornado sirens go off.&amp;nbsp; I don't get scared, but I'm not sure I could focus enough to record all my thoughts either.&amp;nbsp; So, a birthday post is coming, but I guess it will have to wait until later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-6411044367159995234?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/6411044367159995234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=6411044367159995234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6411044367159995234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/6411044367159995234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/09/guess-ill-try-again-later.html' title='Guess I&apos;ll try again later'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-7275059401485093723</id><published>2010-09-01T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T08:00:13.250-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Beautiful for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dear friend, Jen, loves music as much as I do.&amp;nbsp; We share this love by passing back and forth our latest favorites!&amp;nbsp; She recently introduced me to this song by Nicole Nordeman.&amp;nbsp; It's from the newest Veggie Tales movie, "Sweetpea Beauty".&amp;nbsp; The message is powerful and something all kids need to hear.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Has anybody told you, you're beautiful?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might agree if you could see what I see.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause everything about you, is incredible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You should have seen me smile the day that I made you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beautiful for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jen, I play this song everyday as the kids are packing up to go home.&amp;nbsp; Many of them are now singing along with the&amp;nbsp;chorus.&amp;nbsp; Touches my heart every time I hear it!&amp;nbsp; Thanks for sharing and touching 22 hearts everyday by reminding them that they are beautiful to Jesus!&amp;nbsp; Believe me, they know it's talking about Jesus, too.&amp;nbsp; Someone pointed it out to the whole class the third day it was played.&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BLaqNbQNo4w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/7275059401485093723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/09/beautiful-for-me.html' title='Beautiful for Me'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-2676077526740926771</id><published>2010-08-30T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T22:43:06.796-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matters of the heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>A rocky start</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so glad to have the first couple of weeks of school "under my belt".&amp;nbsp; They are some of the toughest ones for me.&amp;nbsp; You have to work your way around that delicate balance of building relationships, showing your students you'll treat them with respect, teaching procedures and routines, and showing them that, yes, you actually mean what you say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first of school is &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;difficult for me.&amp;nbsp; I think it's mainly because I've just been off for ten weeks and getting back into such a strict routine often gives me whiplash.&amp;nbsp; It's also because I love my job because I love &lt;em&gt;teaching&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Not much of this occurs during those first few weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was prepared for tears.&amp;nbsp; It happens every year the last and first weeks of school.&amp;nbsp; I was not, however, prepared for the emotional state I found myself in this time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We started school on a Monday.&amp;nbsp; It went fine.&amp;nbsp; Students were great.&amp;nbsp; I kept telling myself the uneasiness and trepidation were normal.&amp;nbsp; Nothing to be worried about.&amp;nbsp; I kept fighting.&amp;nbsp; Tuesday morning, I got up for my quiet time, but all I could do was cry.&amp;nbsp; I just couldn't get on top of it.&amp;nbsp; After 30 minutes, I finally texted a dear friend and asked her to pray.&amp;nbsp; I went to school and had a good day, but came home and cried much of the evening as well.&amp;nbsp; It was more than I could handle on my own.&amp;nbsp; I called my mom and asked her to come over and pray with me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After talking it out with her, I realized I was plagued with fear.&amp;nbsp; Fear that I couldn't do this job anymore.&amp;nbsp; Fear that I would hate it.&amp;nbsp; Fear that it would be another year like the past two.&amp;nbsp; I just didn't have it in me for another one.&amp;nbsp; They took more out of me than I'd realized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom was sweet.&amp;nbsp; The Holy Spirit gave her wisdom and she said everything HE knew I needed to hear.&amp;nbsp; She assured me, listened to me, encouraged me, and prayed with me.&amp;nbsp; It was a turning point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a great class!&amp;nbsp; (Not without their challenges, but a great class none-the-less.)&amp;nbsp; Things are really off to a great start all the way around.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I know I have briefly blogged about a challenging situation with a coworker.&amp;nbsp; God is really taking care of that situation.&amp;nbsp; While the situation may not be much different, my heart is.&amp;nbsp; I'm so thankful for that!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lessons I've learned from these past few years:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; The only person I need to please is Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Gossip happens.&amp;nbsp; I can't do anything to change that.&amp;nbsp; Trying will only&amp;nbsp;drive my crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Which brings me to the next one, you can't get ahead of a crazy person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;I am 1 person in the classroom.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;can only do my best.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes that just means loving that student.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; And, love&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;will &lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;make a difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; If it can't get done in a 50 minute plan period, it can wait until tomorrow!&amp;nbsp; (Most of the time anyway)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; I know what I'm doing.&amp;nbsp; I don't need to compare myself to others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; I need to become better at renewing my mind.&amp;nbsp; (Thank you, Lord, for the&amp;nbsp;recent messages on just this!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; Life doesn't stop just because school starts.&amp;nbsp; (I've been proving this to myself, lately.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; God has blessed me with some wonderful people to work&amp;nbsp;with.&amp;nbsp; People who build me up and remind me why I love to do what I do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-2676077526740926771?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/2676077526740926771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=2676077526740926771&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2676077526740926771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/2676077526740926771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/08/rocky-start.html' title='A rocky start'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-674509309583509770</id><published>2010-08-18T22:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:06:40.424-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Say it ain't so!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TGybG26s15I/AAAAAAAAB_k/HD0MMIx-zj8/s1600/dadsbday10+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TGybG26s15I/AAAAAAAAB_k/HD0MMIx-zj8/s320/dadsbday10+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow, Ozark starts school.&amp;nbsp; That means that &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chase will be in 8th grade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Garrett will be in 4th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Jacob in 2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Ethan and Abby will be starting Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Can that even be right?&amp;nbsp; I can still remember when Chase started Kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; Wait a minute!&amp;nbsp; I can still remember the night Chase was born!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It doesn't seem possible that they're all going to be in school.&amp;nbsp; It's hard because it feels like we're handing them over.&amp;nbsp; They're no longer going to be spending the majority of their time with those who love them most!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These precious ones aren't mine, but I couldn't love them any more if they were!&amp;nbsp; My sisters have been gracious enough to "share" them with me.&amp;nbsp; I was there on the day they were born, celebrated&amp;nbsp;all their birthdays, attended their school programs, watched countless sporting events,&amp;nbsp;laughed with them, and dried some of their tears.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tina and Tonya, know that I'll be praying for you tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; I can't imagine what a struggle it will be.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This major event in the life of Ethan and Abby has brought tears to my eyes several times these past&amp;nbsp;few weeks.&amp;nbsp; Girls, rest assured that you've prepared them well.&amp;nbsp; They are ready and I have no doubt they will shine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chase, Garrett,&amp;nbsp;Jacob, Ethan,&amp;nbsp;Abby, as you start school this year, know that your&amp;nbsp;Aunt Meme is praying for you!&amp;nbsp; I'm praying that you're lights will shine for Jesus.&amp;nbsp; I'm praying that you'll meet friends with the same likes and beliefs/values as you, friends that will lift you up instead of dragging you down.&amp;nbsp; I'm praying that God will protect you from&amp;nbsp;unkind words and that he will give you the courage to stand up for yourselves and those who may need a friend.&amp;nbsp; I'm praying that your teachers will see you for the unique gifts that each one of you are.&amp;nbsp; I'm praying that&amp;nbsp;every day, as you step into&amp;nbsp;your school,&amp;nbsp;that you'll know Jesus is with you.&amp;nbsp; You'll never be alone!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are going to have a great year!!&amp;nbsp; You have a&amp;nbsp;huge cheering section!!&amp;nbsp; I love you and can't wait to hear about your first day!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175023705097861262-674509309583509770?l=tammymyers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/feeds/674509309583509770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175023705097861262&amp;postID=674509309583509770&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/674509309583509770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175023705097861262/posts/default/674509309583509770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tammymyers.blogspot.com/2010/08/say-it-aint-so.html' title='Say it ain&apos;t so!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07534933874379014639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TGybG26s15I/AAAAAAAAB_k/HD0MMIx-zj8/s72-c/dadsbday10+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175023705097861262.post-3307017549485060792</id><published>2010-08-16T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T23:30:50.326-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to my good friend, &lt;a href="http://barryhomelife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt;, who organized my entire room so well last year, AND to my mom for spending a day setting up my library, unpacking boxes and putting things back in place, I was more ready for the first day of school than ever before!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Had to include this picture of Mom and Kelly!&amp;nbsp; This was taken on a much needed lunch break!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TGoGdv9XX3I/AAAAAAAAB-c/usxnJNbvUUA/s1600/backtoschool10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TGoGdv9XX3I/AAAAAAAAB-c/usxnJNbvUUA/s320/backtoschool10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was more ready than ever, but probably spent more time than I have in the past several years being nervous.&amp;nbsp; After thinking about it, I think I've just been afraid that it's going to be another tough year.&amp;nbsp; The past two have been rough to say the least.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong, I've still loved each and every one of my students and I have many precious memories, but there's been enough&amp;nbsp;challenges&amp;nbsp;in these past two years to really make me re-evaluate what I'm doing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TGoFsuNh-iI/AAAAAAAAB90/QV3JGRNTfGg/s1600/backtoschool10+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TGoFsuNh-iI/AAAAAAAAB90/QV3JGRNTfGg/s320/backtoschool10+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Many of my friends that I used to teach with have gone on to different things: principals, TOSA's, stay-at-home mom's, and remedial math teachers.&amp;nbsp; Why am I still here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TGoF1P79RdI/AAAAAAAAB98/ilxzCz6iH4Q/s1600/backtoschool10+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TGoF1P79RdI/AAAAAAAAB98/ilxzCz6iH4Q/s320/backtoschool10+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I recently heard that around your tenth year in your profession, you really begin to question if it's something you want to do for the rest of your life.&amp;nbsp; That's been true for me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TGoF-SF7gEI/AAAAAAAAB-E/s4dkhBTf9NQ/s1600/backtoschool10+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TGoF-SF7gEI/AAAAAAAAB-E/s4dkhBTf9NQ/s320/backtoschool10+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No matter how it sounds, I'm certain I still love teaching.&amp;nbsp; I still love working with the kids.&amp;nbsp; I still get excited to teach about Missouri history or to introduce a new book to a student.&amp;nbsp; I still love my &lt;strike&gt;job &lt;/strike&gt;ministry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TGoGHrPs0GI/AAAAAAAAB-M/xbrFZEWyrIQ/s1600/backtoschool10+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TGoGHrPs0GI/AAAAAAAAB-M/xbrFZEWyrIQ/s320/backtoschool10+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Satan is just trying to defeat me.&amp;nbsp; He wants me to look to my left or my right and get caught up in what others are doing.&amp;nbsp; He wants to distract me from running my own personal race.&amp;nbsp; His goal is to discourage me and rob me of the joys of teaching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TGoGTZTBFpI/AAAAAAAAB-U/Vb0WUPBt990/s1600/backtoschool10+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3YiiKvkxM5w/TGoGTZTBFpI/AAAAAAAAB-U/Vb0WUPBt990/s320/backtoschool10+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm determined not to let that happen.&amp;nbsp; I know that I know that&amp;nbsp;I know, this is exactly where God wants me.&amp;nbsp; It can be an extremely difficult job.&amp;nbsp; But, anything worthwhile is usually hard.&amp;nbsp; I have a much bigger&amp;nbsp;obligation than just educating students in reading, writing, and arithmetic.&amp;nbsp; I have the chance to share the love of&amp;nbsp;Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A chance to show 22 students all that God sees in them.&amp;nbsp; A chance to&amp;nbsp;encourage&amp;nbsp;and empower.&amp;nbsp; A chance to offer hope.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was the first day.&amp;nbsp; We spent the day getting to know one another, putting away supplies, organizing desks and learning procedures.&amp;nbsp; It was a good day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This first day of scho
