<?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-4390119753970920546</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:23:18.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AMANDA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-1298736170075091664</id><published>2010-05-22T10:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T10:00:30.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GETTING MARRIED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-1298736170075091664?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/1298736170075091664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=1298736170075091664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/1298736170075091664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/1298736170075091664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-getting-married.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-1206818916190371790</id><published>2009-10-11T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:31:21.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a long time</title><content type='html'>It has been a really long time since I wrote anything on my blog. To be honest with you I actually forgot all about it. I haven't really been up to that much. Just working a lot more than I want to be. I am waiting on our computer to come back from PA so that I can get my pictures off my camera that way I can post some of those on here. Right now I am reading through by Joyce Meyer. "Battlefield of the Mind." I am not that far into yet because I am doing it with our cell group from church. Its a great book so far. Its a book that should be read by anyone that has gone through something major in their life. Everyone's mind is a battlefield. Of what I read this afternoon there was a few things that jumped out at me and they were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep on Keeping on"&lt;br /&gt;"You cannot have a positive life and a negative mind"&lt;br /&gt;"It's easy to quit; it takes faith to go through it"&lt;br /&gt;"Don't receive condemnation when you have setbacks or bad days. Just get back up, dust yourself off and start again"&lt;br /&gt;"God wants us to be encouraged, not discourage"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-1206818916190371790?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/1206818916190371790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=1206818916190371790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/1206818916190371790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/1206818916190371790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-been-long-time.html' title='Its been a long time'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-6876595993179859418</id><published>2009-06-27T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T07:34:08.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day in Philadephia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYtfpCPcEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LRN6cecrJu0/s1600-h/DSC03508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYtfpCPcEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LRN6cecrJu0/s320/DSC03508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352015228790861890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RACING TO THE FINISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYtfR0JHKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Cj6WIZUrOso/s1600-h/DSC03509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYtfR0JHKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Cj6WIZUrOso/s320/DSC03509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352015222557711522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BIG "SORRY" PIECE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYsUDxHHbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/51AQs-Zijpg/s1600-h/DSC03512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYsUDxHHbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/51AQs-Zijpg/s320/DSC03512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352013930296712626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RYAN PRETENDING TO PUSH A DOMINO ON ME! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYsTwyQn4I/AAAAAAAAAOM/IuhT5-Zpvmc/s1600-h/DSC03517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYsTwyQn4I/AAAAAAAAAOM/IuhT5-Zpvmc/s320/DSC03517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352013925201256322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LOVE GARDEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYsTjEU5jI/AAAAAAAAAOE/oYZZe_LOMGQ/s1600-h/DSC03533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYsTjEU5jI/AAAAAAAAAOE/oYZZe_LOMGQ/s320/DSC03533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352013921518937650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE THINKING MAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYsTXAQAdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/zqC60S17HS4/s1600-h/DSC03538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYsTXAQAdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/zqC60S17HS4/s320/DSC03538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352013918280614354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCKY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYsTD3Fi5I/AAAAAAAAAN0/DdGEqxcslTk/s1600-h/DSC03585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYsTD3Fi5I/AAAAAAAAAN0/DdGEqxcslTk/s320/DSC03585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352013913141906322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE THE PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYmwtyZdTI/AAAAAAAAANs/_yTirvdi_yI/s1600-h/DSC03567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYmwtyZdTI/AAAAAAAAANs/_yTirvdi_yI/s320/DSC03567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352007825542968626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LIBERTY BELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYmwSDVrWI/AAAAAAAAANk/ilj9nCjev7U/s1600-h/DSC03590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYmwSDVrWI/AAAAAAAAANk/ilj9nCjev7U/s320/DSC03590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352007818097831266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO  PEOPLE DRESSED BACK IN THE OLD TIMES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYmwFLhlnI/AAAAAAAAANc/67VySwbR9Mk/s1600-h/DSC03591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYmwFLhlnI/AAAAAAAAANc/67VySwbR9Mk/s320/DSC03591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352007814642505330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE "BESTY ROSS" HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYmvtGi-QI/AAAAAAAAANU/WRNh9swmFnA/s1600-h/DSC03601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYmvtGi-QI/AAAAAAAAANU/WRNh9swmFnA/s320/DSC03601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352007808179173634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GETTING READY TO GET THE BEST PHILLY CHEESE STEAKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYmvWUxtSI/AAAAAAAAANM/hEiJpiZsVRc/s1600-h/DSC03605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYmvWUxtSI/AAAAAAAAANM/hEiJpiZsVRc/s320/DSC03605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352007802064844066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME LOOKING CUTE!!&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/4390119753970920546-6876595993179859418?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/6876595993179859418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=6876595993179859418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/6876595993179859418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/6876595993179859418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-in-philadephia.html' title='The day in Philadephia'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SkYtfpCPcEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LRN6cecrJu0/s72-c/DSC03508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-5514145952419966102</id><published>2009-06-03T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T11:48:19.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day in Nashville</title><content type='html'>Ryan and I went to Nashville on May 30th, 2009 because I had purchased tickets to go and see Hillsong United. So we decided to make a day of it and we left around 11:00am (ET) and got to Nashville about 1:00 (CT). We decided that we were going to drive to Belmont University first so that we could see where the concert was that evening. So I decided to rely on GPS to take us there. She was successful in doing so. We finally found the school and the building that the concert was held in. This was the building that the concert was held it. It was called the Curb Event Center.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343169297767932466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SibAKsA7IjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/riCxCBBwk3Q/s320/DSC03471.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then come to found out that the Curb Event Center was the same place that the second presidential debate was held in. I thought that it was pretty neat to know that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343174629928540178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SibFBD3FGBI/AAAAAAAAANE/NhcmDvu5CWs/s320/DSC03472.JPG" /&gt;After we finally found the University we decided to get something to eat and once again we relied on the GPS taking us and she did right to a quick McDonald's trip. So we got some breakfast/lunch. We then headed to the downtown Nashville. We did a lot of walking around that my feet started to hurt that I had to actually go back to the car and get my sneakers. I really wanted to do the Country Music Hall of Fame Museum but it was 20.00 a person to get in and we decided against spending that much money on it so we walked about in the Museum store and then headed back out into the hot sunny day. We could have gone to the Wax Museum but I decided that I didn't to go and get in the car and drive and find it so we decided not to. (I would like to go back to Nashville and do the Wax Museum) So we went into different shops and then saw some people on the streets. There were people sitting on the ground playing their guitars and hoping someone would give them some money. Then we had a couple of people that we saw that just wanted money. There were these two people that had a cardboard sign sitting in front of them and it said Parents were eaten by Pigeons need money for trip. There were two other people as well but I didn't read their sign so I am not sure what they had on it. So anyway Ryan decided that he wanted to take me on a Horse and Carriage ride around Nashville. So we did. It was nice and relaxing to just sit there and watch all the people walking and just enjoying each others company. I decided to take a picture of us on it. But of course you can't really see that we are on it, but its still a great picture of the two of us. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343172989525874834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SibDhk4m2JI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ioyMwTJVwxg/s320/DSC03458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay so adding pictures as you write it is a pain so I will place another blog with some more pictures that I took)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-5514145952419966102?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/5514145952419966102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=5514145952419966102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/5514145952419966102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/5514145952419966102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-in-nashville.html' title='The day in Nashville'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SibAKsA7IjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/riCxCBBwk3Q/s72-c/DSC03471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-7147701902646538946</id><published>2009-05-18T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T08:06:38.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad news</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SiFLc9tfVpI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UopVt7f8V04/s1600-h/Ann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341633594011899538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SiFLc9tfVpI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UopVt7f8V04/s320/Ann.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our family is in the need of prayer. They came and took Ann out of our home today. We need all the prayer that we can get right now. Thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-7147701902646538946?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/7147701902646538946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=7147701902646538946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/7147701902646538946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/7147701902646538946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/05/sad-news.html' title='Sad news'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SiFLc9tfVpI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UopVt7f8V04/s72-c/Ann.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-7963162114145831271</id><published>2009-05-04T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:01:07.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Outside</title><content type='html'>We did a lot of work outside today around the house. Mom and I went to the greenhouse today to get some vegetable plants so that we can get our garden started.  So then I got the weed eater and trimmed things around the house and dad and Dan planted a tree and two bushes. Then mom and dad did some things on the side of the house because I decided that I was done with the weed eater and was not happy that I was dirty so I went in and took a hot shower to get clean. Then helped mom by holding the trash bag open so that she can pick up the trash. She had gloves and I didn't want to get dirty again. LOL Then dad and I watch a couple of shows of Wildfire. Its a great TV show. Love it... and now its time to head off to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-7963162114145831271?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/7963162114145831271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=7963162114145831271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/7963162114145831271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/7963162114145831271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/05/outside.html' title='The Outside'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-121469448898364987</id><published>2009-04-27T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:10:29.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hebrews 13:5</title><content type='html'>Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said, "Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you. "Hebrews 13:5(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I like the version better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be obsessed with getting more material things. Be relaxed with with you have. Since God assured us, "I'll never let you down, never walk off and leave you,"we can boldly quote, God is there, ready to help; I'm fearless no matter what. Who or what can get me? Hebrews 13:5-6 (The Message)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-121469448898364987?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/121469448898364987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=121469448898364987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/121469448898364987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/121469448898364987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/04/hebrews-135.html' title='Hebrews 13:5'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-1136969273429637083</id><published>2009-04-27T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:25:54.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God' Beautiful Creation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take a good look at God's work. Who could simplify and reduce Creation's curves and angles To a plain straight line?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ecclesiastes 7:13 (The Message) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SfZZZ5R55XI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eHT-ymGkNRI/s1600-h/CA%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SfZZZ5R55XI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eHT-ymGkNRI/s320/CA%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329545510447080818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's amazing how Beautiful God's country is&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am so glad that I live is this country. God is so GOOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SfZaazTyDOI/AAAAAAAAAME/rlFhzCH0ZE4/s1600-h/CA2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SfZaazTyDOI/AAAAAAAAAME/rlFhzCH0ZE4/s320/CA2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329546625535839458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sit here at the computer and look at these pictures and just stare at them. They are amazing. Not only because I took some good pictures but because God did a great job creating this earth. I am blessed beyond measure. To God be the glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-1136969273429637083?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/1136969273429637083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=1136969273429637083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/1136969273429637083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/1136969273429637083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/04/god-beautiful-creation.html' title='God&apos; Beautiful Creation'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SfZZZ5R55XI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eHT-ymGkNRI/s72-c/CA%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-4551831458768980622</id><published>2009-04-23T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T23:06:31.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me</title><content type='html'>Today was my  birthday and I had to go to work. I thought that my day was going very well. Went on a beautiful walk. The weather was beautiful. Sunny and Warm finally. Well I went to work and everything was going fine and I started putting things on the shelve. I started with the vegetables that I had on the front of the cart. The only thing that I had left on the cart was the bean section. So I took the cart and rolled it over to the section and started cutting the plastic around the product and then all of a sudden the cart flapped over and there was a loud crash and cans went everywhere. I only damaged like maybe half of the product. So I then went on with my day and got my things done at work with help from Jeff (Grocery Manger). Left work and got into Liberty and got pulled over because the person that was behind me called me in for bad driving. I only cross the yellow line like once or maybe twice. So the officer came to my window and asked me for my license and so forth.  So he then asked me if was had been drinking and I told him that I didn't drink and said okay but then asked me to get out of my car. So, I got out and he asked me to follow his finger without moving my head and so I did that and guess what I didn't move my head. He asked me if i was taking prescription drugs of any kind. I told him no. So then he told me to hold my leg up and out and look at feet and count until he told me to stop. I ended up counting till 30 and then he finally told me to stop and to drive carefully. I said alright and thanks and got into my car and drove away and he followed me for a while and then I got home and was so ready for bed and here it is 2:00am.  Happy Birthday to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-4551831458768980622?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/4551831458768980622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=4551831458768980622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/4551831458768980622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/4551831458768980622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-8659025134811593824</id><published>2009-04-20T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:10:19.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Blessed is the man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;who does not walk in counsel of the wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;or stand in the way of sinners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;or sit in the seat of mockers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But his delight is in the law of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;and on his law he meditates day and night;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;He is like a tree planted by streams of water,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;which yields its fruit in season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;and whose leaf does no wither&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Whatever he does prospers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Not so the wicked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;They are like chaff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;that the wind blows away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;For the Lord watches over the way of the righteous,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;but the way of the wicked will perish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4390119753970920546-8659025134811593824?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/8659025134811593824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=8659025134811593824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/8659025134811593824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/8659025134811593824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/04/psalm-1.html' title='Psalm 1'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-2431371025425073354</id><published>2009-04-15T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:11:16.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Climb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By: Miley Cyrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can almost see it&lt;br /&gt;That dream I'm dreaming but&lt;br /&gt;There's a voice inside my head sayin,&lt;br /&gt;You'll never reach it,&lt;br /&gt;Every step I'm taking,&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make feels&lt;br /&gt;Lost with no direction&lt;br /&gt;My faith is shaking but I&lt;br /&gt;Got to keep trying&lt;br /&gt;Got to keep my head held high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always going to want to make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna to have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsyoulove.com/m/miley_cyrus/climb/" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the climb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The struggles I'm facing,&lt;br /&gt;The chances I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they knock me down but&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not breaking&lt;br /&gt;I mean I know it&lt;br /&gt;But these are the moments that&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to remember most yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just got to keep going&lt;br /&gt;And I,&lt;br /&gt;I got to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always going to want to make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna to have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always going to want to make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you going to have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on moving&lt;br /&gt;Keep climbing&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith baby&lt;br /&gt;It's all about&lt;br /&gt;It's all about&lt;br /&gt;The climb&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith&lt;br /&gt;Keep your faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is a powerful song. You actually need to listen to the lyrics and I am really listen to them. ( go this link to listen to it http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NG2zyeVRcbs or you could just go to www.youtube.com and type in Miley Cyrus The Climb and get it too). I mean you could just sit here and read them if you would like to but I think that it is more powerful if you actually go and listen to it. I mean this song is so true we all have mountains that we come up to and that we have to climb over. And when we actually climb over them there will most likely be other mountain that you have to climb over. But there is someone who can help you get over those mountains you just have to lean on Him and ask Him for the help. Jesus is there for you and will help you get over these mountains that you may come up to. He wants to help you get over them. All you have to do is ask. He says in Hebrews 13:5 "I will never leave you nor forsake you." Just put your faith in Him and he will help you. God Bless you. And i mean it go listen to that song.&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/4390119753970920546-2431371025425073354?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/2431371025425073354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=2431371025425073354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/2431371025425073354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/2431371025425073354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/04/climb.html' title='The Climb'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-3770371261775272845</id><published>2009-04-13T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:08:37.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SeOK7GJ-SwI/AAAAAAAAALM/8_puak3Bjvk/s1600-h/DSC03350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324251932351417090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SeOK7GJ-SwI/AAAAAAAAALM/8_puak3Bjvk/s320/DSC03350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In back: Ann and Teresa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Front: Rachael and Lilly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324250418097113138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SeOJi9HnSDI/AAAAAAAAAKs/c9TYVDuZTEQ/s320/4-13-09+(mom)+310.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me.. oh my actually wearing a skirt....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324250422559932034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SeOJjNvofoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/O0kfIKnFfmM/s320/4-13-09+(mom)+318.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann was the first one out to find eggs. We wanted her to be able to find some before the others went out to find them. She actually spotted the eggs herself. " Ann there is a green one behind you." After she picked up the eggs the only thing she wanted to do was eat what was in them. The only thing that was in them was Lifesaver mints, but to her it was candy. She had a fun time doing it she was laughing and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324250417652365074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SeOJi7dk9xI/AAAAAAAAAK0/sNvwiM4lCLM/s320/4-13-09+(mom)+315.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Lilly found an egg.... she went out the same time Ann did. I walked along side of her but I really didn't have to point out any of them. She spotted them herself and she was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324250421878163618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SeOJjLNFiKI/AAAAAAAAALE/BHx3RqWhxDE/s320/4-13-09+(mom)+320.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there were two. Rachael and Teresa were the last ones to go because I knew that they would beable to find them on their own. They each had a golden egg to find that had a dollar in it. They all had a wonderful time doing it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-3770371261775272845?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/3770371261775272845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=3770371261775272845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/3770371261775272845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/3770371261775272845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-pictures.html' title='Easter Pictures'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SeOK7GJ-SwI/AAAAAAAAALM/8_puak3Bjvk/s72-c/DSC03350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-2752380641483243975</id><published>2009-04-13T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T11:48:38.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch the lamb</title><content type='html'>Walking on the road to Jerusalem The time had come to sacrifice again My two small sons, They walked beside me on the road The reason that they came Was to watch the lamb CHORUS: Daddy, daddy what will we see there? There's so much we don't understand So I told them of Moses And Father Abraham And then I said, Dear children, Watch the lamb For there will be so many In Jerusalem today We must be sure the lamb Doesn't run away And I told them of Moses And Father Abraham And then I said, Dear children, Watch the lamb When we reached the city I knew something must be wrong There were no joyful worshippers No joyful worship songs I stood there with my children In the midst of angry men And then I heard the crowd cry out, Crucify Him We tried to leave the city But we could not get away Forced to play in this drama, A part I did not wish to play Why upon this day Were men condemned to die? Why were we standing here Where soon they would pass by? I look and said, Even now they come The first one cried for mercy, The people gave him none The second one was violent, He was arrogant and loud I still can hear his angry voice Screaming at the crowd Then someone said, There's Jesus! And I scarce believed my eyes A man so badly beaten, He barely looked alive Blood poured from His body, From the thorns upon His brow Running down the cross And falling to the ground I watched Him as He struggled I watched Him as He fell The cross came down upon His back, The crowd began to yell In that moment I felt such agony In that moment I felt such loss Until a Roman soldier grabbed my arm And screamed, You, carry His cross! At first I tried to resist him Then his hand reached for his sword And so I knelt and took The cross from the Lord I placed it on my shoulder And started down the street The blood that He'd been shedding Was running down my cheek They led us to Golgotha They drove nails Deep in His feet and hands An yet upon the cross I heard Him pray, Father forgive them Oh, never have I seen such love In any other eyes Into they hands I commit My spirit, He prayed and then He died I stood for what seemed like years I'd lost all sense of time Until I felt two tiny hands Holding tight to mine My children stood there weeping I heard the oldest say Father, please forgive us The lamb ran away Daddy, daddy what have we seen here? There's so much That we don't understand So I took them in my arms And we turned and faced the cross And then I said, Dear children, watch the Lamb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-2752380641483243975?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/2752380641483243975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=2752380641483243975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/2752380641483243975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/2752380641483243975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/04/watch-lamb.html' title='Watch the lamb'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-7307035125601509071</id><published>2009-04-13T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T11:47:19.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew 28:6-7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He has Risen!!! Praise be to our God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and se the place where he lay. Then go quickly and tell his disciples: ' He has risen fromt he dead and is going ahead of your into Galilee. There you will see him.' Matthew 28:6-7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. John 3:16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-7307035125601509071?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/7307035125601509071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=7307035125601509071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/7307035125601509071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/7307035125601509071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/04/matthew-286-7.html' title='Matthew 28:6-7'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-8218517410771055117</id><published>2009-04-05T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:08:08.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Take Off to California</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our take off........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to Huston, Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl5hNPJ-hI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bXALAuD6Cnw/s1600-h/DSC02966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl5hNPJ-hI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bXALAuD6Cnw/s320/DSC02966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321418046110824978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Rachael's going down her first terminal. It was like 4:30 in the morning and she was bouncy and was excited about going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl4L-w1_uI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_jA21yH_LzM/s1600-h/DSC02970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl4L-w1_uI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_jA21yH_LzM/s320/DSC02970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321416581936709346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and dad waiting in the terminal waiting to load the plane to head to our first stop in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl4LsEXRWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PZq1K6zWWnA/s1600-h/DSC02967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl4LsEXRWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PZq1K6zWWnA/s320/DSC02967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321416576918308194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachael and I waiting to load our plane as well. I look terrible at 4:30 in morning.... In a bad need  of a brush and some make-up and contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl4L85rozI/AAAAAAAAAJc/TfYzk6aUEi0/s1600-h/DSC02971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl4L85rozI/AAAAAAAAAJc/TfYzk6aUEi0/s320/DSC02971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321416581436908338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachael first time sitting in a plane and she was all smiles along with dad. She wanted to sit by the window even though it was dark outside and you couldn't really see much she still wanted to sit there which is funny because mom and I sat behind them and I wanted to sit next to the window as well. The plane ride was a little bumpy but it went okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Outside the window of our plane.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl7qQ2i8UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/xvGbkdpQi_Q/s1600-h/DSC02972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl7qQ2i8UI/AAAAAAAAAJs/xvGbkdpQi_Q/s320/DSC02972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321420400723423554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl9IgZXBwI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Co9tm5aV2nk/s1600-h/DSC02975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl9IgZXBwI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Co9tm5aV2nk/s320/DSC02975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321422019803678466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl9scFvLiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EAE9A9Gpvu8/s1600-h/DSC02977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl9scFvLiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EAE9A9Gpvu8/s320/DSC02977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321422637122924066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachael looking back at me from her sit. I asked her to look back so that I could take her picture. She is just a cutie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl9s933YkI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Y_Gb3ZR3dm8/s1600-h/DSC02989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl9s933YkI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Y_Gb3ZR3dm8/s320/DSC02989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321422646191546946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but.....BEAUTIFUL.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the take off to California.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl-i5als6I/AAAAAAAAAKM/THvKWakUe9E/s1600-h/DSC02991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl-i5als6I/AAAAAAAAAKM/THvKWakUe9E/s320/DSC02991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321423572707947426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the plane that we loaded up on in Texas. It was a huge plane and it was loaded down with a bunch of people. I don't think that there was one single seat left open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.... more pictures to come soon&lt;br /&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/4390119753970920546-8218517410771055117?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/8218517410771055117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=8218517410771055117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/8218517410771055117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/8218517410771055117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/04/take-off-to-california.html' title='The Take Off to California'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/Sdl5hNPJ-hI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bXALAuD6Cnw/s72-c/DSC02966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-5323806199861740333</id><published>2009-03-30T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:14:24.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lillianna Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SdFf4At15bI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OcnwRt7yUZg/s1600-h/lilly2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SdFf4At15bI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OcnwRt7yUZg/s320/lilly2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319138050770855346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lillianna Joy Kreider &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SdFf3ffWx_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/asYnIHTKVe8/s1600-h/Lilly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SdFf3ffWx_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/asYnIHTKVe8/s320/Lilly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319138041851725810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lilly is just too cute with that hat on. It took a bit to get her to keep it on her head so that we can get a picture of her. But when she decided that she was going to keep it on she smiled and looked cute...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-5323806199861740333?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/5323806199861740333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=5323806199861740333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/5323806199861740333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/5323806199861740333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/03/lillianna-joy.html' title='Lillianna Joy'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SdFf4At15bI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OcnwRt7yUZg/s72-c/lilly2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-5151069173180486509</id><published>2009-03-27T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T12:25:57.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to life</title><content type='html'>We are back from California. Our flight was rather rough coming back from Texas.  I am glad to be back home and sleeping in my own bed. Littlebit and Duke were both glad that I was home. But anyway as soon as I get a chance to get the pictures off my camera I will make another post with pictures from our trip and if you want to see more when I get them on the computer you can go to facebook and look at them on there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Amanda-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-5151069173180486509?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/5151069173180486509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=5151069173180486509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/5151069173180486509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/5151069173180486509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-life.html' title='Back to life'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-6203384335753863414</id><published>2009-03-23T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:36:39.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Brittney Hatter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SchFlNNmBSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/D1EKiVHfPjU/s1600-h/brittney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SchFlNNmBSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/D1EKiVHfPjU/s320/brittney.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316575865615025442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brittney Hatter passed away today. She was 21 years old and the doctor had told her that she wouldn't live pass the age of 20. She was a delight to have in our home. She was disabled. She was totally bed rest and on a 24 hour tube feed. Her mother had CMV (like mono). Brittany had scoliosis and cerebral palsy and she was deaf. She brought a lot of joy to our family. When she was laying in bed I would hop on to of her bed and move it all around and she would just laugh. She enjoyed when people would come into her room and give her attention. She also enjoyed when people would come in and just sit there in the room with her. Even though she was totally bed rest we had gotten a wheel chair for her so that we could take her different places. In this picture is was a beautiful day outside so we put her on her wheel chair and put her on the porch with the rest of the gang. On the porch there is Ann, Teresa, Lilly (holding dory), Nattie, Rachael and of course there is Britteny watching them play games. We will miss her and many she rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-6203384335753863414?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/6203384335753863414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=6203384335753863414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/6203384335753863414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/6203384335753863414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/03/rip-brittney-hatter.html' title='RIP Brittney Hatter'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SchFlNNmBSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/D1EKiVHfPjU/s72-c/brittney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-929409876836589789</id><published>2009-03-21T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:58:54.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long hike in the Yosemite National Park</title><content type='html'>Today we decided that we wanted to go and see the Sequoia Trees so we went into the Yosemite National Park and we knew before heading up there that we can't drive up to where the trees are because of several feet of snow covering the roads. So on foot we go.  So before we left the house we doubled up our socks and put plastic grocery bags over top of our socks to keep our feet dry as much as possible and then after that we put on our boots that we got from the thrift stores (just cheap ones because we figured that they would get ruined and we would just throw them away afterward). So on our hike we start. It starts out with snow and its hard and packed down from all the travelers that went on this journey. There was several spots that didn't have any snow. So as we are walking to the first Sequoia tree we are dragging Rachael from behind and Mom tells me that she is actually hot which isn't very often for her. It rains just about the whole that we are walking. We stop for a little bathroom break because Rachael has to go and we are standing there waiting for her to get done and mean while I am starting to get really cold from standing there not doing anything. As long as you keep going you stay warm, but if you stop even for a second to take a picture or stop to rest you get cold. We finally made it to the first tree and its pretty amazing(that was the first 2 miles). Its really big around and its really tall. When you touch the bark its feels like foam. The cones that fall from these trees are pretty neat looking as well. They are look like the have imprints of leafs all over it. Well wants we were done taking pictures of the first tree and freezing our butts off we head to the bigger tree (which was another mile up the road). The whole up it was just about nothing but snow and when you are walking on snow you don't actually walk as fast as you could if you were on regular ground. Mom is dragging Rachael about the whole way up the mountain. We then stand in front of a sign that reads Grizzly Giant 0.8 miles and that's our destination. Well as we were climbing my arms and hands are getting numb and you have pinched me and I wouldn't have felt it.  As we are walking you see Sequoia trees everywhere. Some are on the ground and some are so tall that you have to look up to see the top of the tree and you can't because they are too tall. Well the next sign that we see reads 0.3 miles to the Grizzly Giant tree. I am not to the point where I really can't feel my arms, hands, and fingers. Mom and I decided that we are just going to turn around and head back to the car. So I run up to dad and get the keys from him and he wants to know why. I tell him because we are going to head back down the car we are freezing and I can't feel my arms, hands, and fingers. He was like but you aren't  that far away for the tree. So Mom, Rachael, and I head back down the mountain the warm car. Dad heads the the big Grizzly Giant tree. He took pictures with his phone (I hope to get some on here for you to see). The tree as a big hole in the middle of it to where you can walk through it. Well dad leaves from  up there and heads back to the car and ends up catching up with us.  By the time that we got home I could feel again. We got home and change our wet clothes and yet we still aren't getting warm at all. So we decided that the only thing that's going to change this because we were chilled to the bone was getting into the hot tub and that's what we did.  I hope to post pictures on here for you to see as soon as I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-929409876836589789?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/929409876836589789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=929409876836589789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/929409876836589789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/929409876836589789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/03/long-hike-in-yosemite-national-park.html' title='Long hike in the Yosemite National Park'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-8241522368406414400</id><published>2009-03-18T11:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:50:01.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/ScFB-DBB2vI/AAAAAAAAAIk/y6d2mZVE2qo/s1600-h/falls+again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/ScFB-DBB2vI/AAAAAAAAAIk/y6d2mZVE2qo/s320/falls+again.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314601569491213042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/ScFB-K-asTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/pnVdQzBWbzg/s1600-h/falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/ScFB-K-asTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/pnVdQzBWbzg/s320/falls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314601571627741490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/ScFB-PZ_-sI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NjFrCFXm-1s/s1600-h/California+mountiains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/ScFB-PZ_-sI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NjFrCFXm-1s/s320/California+mountiains.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314601572817173186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures that I took while we were on our hike yesterday. I took them on my phone and sent them to facebook and then saved them to the computer so that I could put some of them on here for you to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Amanda-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-8241522368406414400?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/8241522368406414400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=8241522368406414400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/8241522368406414400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/8241522368406414400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/03/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/ScFB-DBB2vI/AAAAAAAAAIk/y6d2mZVE2qo/s72-c/falls+again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-2669188213386919330</id><published>2009-03-17T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:14:37.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY ADOPTION DAY</title><content type='html'>TODAY WAS I ADOPTED BY THE KREIDERS 9 YEARS AGO. I WAS 16 WHEN THEY DID.... ITS CRAZY THAT ITS BEEN THIS LONG ALREADY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-2669188213386919330?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/2669188213386919330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=2669188213386919330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/2669188213386919330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/2669188213386919330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-adoption-day.html' title='HAPPY ADOPTION DAY'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-6604137830051561757</id><published>2009-03-17T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:11:10.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One/two in California</title><content type='html'>Well we arrived yesterday and the plane rides were fine. The first one was a little bumpy because it was a small plan, but when we got to Texas to get the next flight it was a bigger plane. We stayed in a hotel last night and when we got there we unloaded the van. We went out to eat to Denny's and then got back to the Hotel and we all pretty much crashed for the night. Then we got up this morning at like 2:00 to heard to our resort place in Bass Lake CA. We meant to leave at 2:00 but we didn't leave until 3:00 instead or maybe it was a little after. So then we headed down the road and we finally got the our place and its really nice. Its two bedroom, 2 1/2 baths and we are going to go out and get some groceries so that we can make something to eat because now I am very hungry.  When we went to the grocery store and you look out you can see snow on top of the mountains. Its pretty neat.  I will write more later on. Pictures to come when we get back home because I didn't bring my cord for my camera just my camera. So I will have to put them on later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Amanda-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:15pm (Pacific Time)  5:15pm (Eastern Time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting ready to head to Yosemite National Park. We are going to take a 2 mile walk. Its a beautiful day outside for a wonderful walk. We went and saw some really pretty falls and the mountains were beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Amanda-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-6604137830051561757?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/6604137830051561757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=6604137830051561757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/6604137830051561757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/6604137830051561757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/03/californa-day-2.html' title='Day One/two in California'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-8145972181471451902</id><published>2009-03-11T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T20:33:51.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SbiAi8nmzII/AAAAAAAAAHc/bRBprNlHgyk/s1600-h/silly+sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SbiAi8nmzII/AAAAAAAAAHc/bRBprNlHgyk/s320/silly+sisters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312137098359655554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sister sisters playing around with the camera. Fun times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SbiAb8pAS_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/URlnPxt5jtE/s1600-h/Julia+and+I+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SbiAb8pAS_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/URlnPxt5jtE/s320/Julia+and+I+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312136978106436594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SbiAbgmPjdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EB-QZyuqy2Y/s1600-h/Julia+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SbiAbgmPjdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EB-QZyuqy2Y/s320/Julia+and+I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312136970578660818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SbiAa_R6FJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1WAuSMG9aXk/s1600-h/duke+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SbiAa_R6FJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1WAuSMG9aXk/s320/duke+and+I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312136961634997394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Duke decided that he wanted to join us and help paint. So I took the paint and put a little on his nose. Duke was at my feet as well as Julia's feet the whole time we were painting. He would stare at us while we were painting. Silly Duke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SbiAarAgg1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/mzBbmVk0HoU/s1600-h/Amanda+taping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SbiAarAgg1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/mzBbmVk0HoU/s320/Amanda+taping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312136956193309522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am taping around things in small tight corners so that I didn't get paint on the things that didn't need to be painted.&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/4390119753970920546-8145972181471451902?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/8145972181471451902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=8145972181471451902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/8145972181471451902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/8145972181471451902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/03/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SbiAi8nmzII/AAAAAAAAAHc/bRBprNlHgyk/s72-c/silly+sisters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-6068089511354225009</id><published>2009-03-08T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:34:26.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost for words</title><content type='html'>I guess I am at a lost of words. Its hard to come by with words when you are frustrated and upset about issues in your life that matter the most to you. I hope that in a couple of days I will be able to just sit here and type/write out all about my frustrations. Part of me just wants to forget about the whole thing and get over, but at this moment in my life I can't. So in a couple of days I should have some more for you to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Amanda-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to add a little not here to let you all know about the great weekend that I had with my family. Amy, Pat, Phil, and Julia came down from Pennsylvania and got here late Thursday night(more like Friday morning). We got to bed about 2:00 in the morning and then we got up the next morning and Amy, Pat, Phil, Julia and I went out for breakfast/lunch and got back to the house about 2 in the afternoon and then we got started on projects that had to be done around the house. On Friday Amy and Julia cleaned out and organized mom and dad's bathroom. Then Julia and I painted the bathroom walls and trim. Phil was working on putting the new kitchen sink in and got that completed pretty late considering the fact that they had to go to Lowes to get a few things they needed to finish it. Then it was off to bed. Saturday morning.... Phil then started on Mom and Dads bathroom sink and Julia helped with that. The sink got done as well as the flooring. Dad put  my door up in my room but it was hammered in. Phil finished up the door today. So I finally have a door!!! YEAH. It was a great weeked hanging out with them. Sad to see them living tomorrow morning.!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-6068089511354225009?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/6068089511354225009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=6068089511354225009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/6068089511354225009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/6068089511354225009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-for-words.html' title='Lost for words'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-6004626233491058006</id><published>2009-03-02T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:07:58.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little saying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those who believe will succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was driving I say this saying on a board and I thought it was a neat saying so I grabbed my cell phone and typed it into my notepad.&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/4390119753970920546-6004626233491058006?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/6004626233491058006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=6004626233491058006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/6004626233491058006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/6004626233491058006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/03/those-who-believe-will-succeed.html' title='Just a little saying'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-1143069052440395093</id><published>2009-02-16T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:18:24.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know that its alittle late but here are some pictures from our ice storm:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZmniO5ngAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gxQRLmDwJMQ/s1600-h/DSC02850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303454242762620930" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZmniO5ngAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gxQRLmDwJMQ/s320/DSC02850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZmnh5Z1d4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/F5C8nDYfH0A/s1600-h/DSC02839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303454236992173954" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZmnh5Z1d4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/F5C8nDYfH0A/s320/DSC02839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZmniP12WWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/S7DCRDBCyho/s1600-h/DSC02847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303454243015252322" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZmniP12WWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/S7DCRDBCyho/s320/DSC02847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZmnh_-PkWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/WiynYQgSSYs/s1600-h/DSC02836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303454238755492194" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZmnh_-PkWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/WiynYQgSSYs/s320/DSC02836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-1143069052440395093?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/1143069052440395093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=1143069052440395093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/1143069052440395093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/1143069052440395093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/02/ice-storm.html' title='Ice Storm'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZmniO5ngAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/gxQRLmDwJMQ/s72-c/DSC02850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-2515456079144357970</id><published>2009-02-10T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:09:10.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Rachael</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY RACHAEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301231639018899010" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZHCFqvIhkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5RoSaOfzlSM/s320/DSC02873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We decided to do cupcakes for Rachael's Birthday instead of cake. I thought that the cupcakes were rather cute and they all enjoyed them. Rachael had a lot of people show up for her little party that we threw for her. She had Dan, Pauline, and Daine E., Jody H. and Destiny T., Vera G., Brandy J., Mom, Dad, Lilly, Teresa, Amanda, Brandon, and Ann. We missed having you there Anna!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301231643525520450" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZHCF7hmHEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/sZrQ4QCg6vo/s320/DSC02886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rachael decided that she wanted to open up her mouth when she had cake in it. She was being rather silly at that point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZHCGOgRYvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/oZZHJ9jUqpE/s1600-h/DSC02889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301231648620241650" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZHCGOgRYvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/oZZHJ9jUqpE/s320/DSC02889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided that we were going to play pin the tail on the donkey and the birthday girl went first. She got up to it and then put the tail on and then looked at where she put it and then leaned her head againist the freezer and laughed. We had all the kids do it and then when they were done the grown-ups decided that since there were more tails that needed to be pinned on we all did it too. It was funny watching them all do it. But it was a fun night for Rachael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZHCGPb5CsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ak3PcgUKqxQ/s1600-h/DSC02906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301231648870304450" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZHCGPb5CsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ak3PcgUKqxQ/s320/DSC02906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the end results of our pin the tail on the donkey game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301231640788832338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZHCFxVHkFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/cP_POB0xYtE/s320/DSC02881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jody, Destiny and Rachael enjoying each others company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301232720068696290" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZHDEl9fWOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/4Qp1_v2IwCU/s320/DSC02914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachael opening her gifts.&lt;br /&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/4390119753970920546-2515456079144357970?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/2515456079144357970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=2515456079144357970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/2515456079144357970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/2515456079144357970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-rachael.html' title='Happy Birthday Rachael'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SZHCFqvIhkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5RoSaOfzlSM/s72-c/DSC02873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-6902726621614374406</id><published>2009-01-26T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:25:50.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Corinthians 13:4-13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;I decided to look at 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 in two different Bibles and I thought that I would share the both of them with you so that you could see the difference between the two. I thought it was neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-8 (message bible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Love never gives up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Love cares more for others than for self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Love doesn't want what it doesn't have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Love doesn't strut,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Doesn't have a swelled head, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Doesn't force itself on others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Isn't always "me first,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Doesn't fly off the handle ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Doesn't keep score of the sins of others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Doesn't revel when others grovel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Puts up with anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Trust God always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Always looks for the best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Never looks back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;But keeps going to the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Love never dies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-8 (NIV Bible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Love is patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Love is kind.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking. It is not easily angered. It keeps no record of wrongs. Love does delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hope, always perseveres.  Love never fails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;13:4 Paul says that love "is patient." Sometimes we're irritated or angered by others, and we don't know why. Not all irritability stems from sinful or selfish motives, although the irritable treatment of others surely is wrong. Much irritability comes from a love of perfection, a deep desire that programs, meetings and structures be run perfectly. A desire to run things perfectly can erupt into anger at events or people who get in the way or ruin that desire. Those who are easily irritated need to remember that perfection exists only in God. We need to love him and our fellow Christians, not the visions we have for perfection here on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;13:4-7 Our society confuses love and lust. Unlike lust. God's kind of love is directed outward towards others, not inward toward ourselves. It is utterly unselfish. This kind of love goes against our natural inclinations. It is possible to practice this love only if God helps us set aside our own desires and instincts, so that we can give love while expecting nothing in return. Thus the more we become like Christ, the more love we will show to others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-6902726621614374406?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/6902726621614374406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=6902726621614374406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/6902726621614374406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/6902726621614374406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-corinthians-134-13.html' title='1 Corinthians 13:4-13'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-5661536102706396068</id><published>2009-01-23T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T19:34:01.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Friends and Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXqL7DH5kZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6PFfbtpq8CM/s1600-h/DSC02775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXqL7DH5kZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6PFfbtpq8CM/s320/DSC02775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294698158494421394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a wonderful picture of Anna D. and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXqKpFV3B8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/G4Z66quuthU/s1600-h/DSC02723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXqKpFV3B8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/G4Z66quuthU/s320/DSC02723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294696750340573122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Rachael attempting to clean up her room. And when she does she torn everything out of her closet. Which make the room even harder to clean up and it took longer as well. It was crazy. She made the huge mess and I wasn't  about to help her clean that mess up. So Anna D. volunteered to help her get that room cleaned up. There was a time when she was cleaning it up and found some Barbie's and decided that she wanted to play with it instead of cleaning up her room. HUGE MESS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXqJl-2EByI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0MlhQzAb5WY/s1600-h/DSC02769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXqJl-2EByI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0MlhQzAb5WY/s320/DSC02769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294695597545359138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandon and I. He is a foster child that my parents are currently taking care of. He is a cutie who likes to get into everything. There was one day that he decided that he was going to get into some Elmer glue. It's a good thing that its non-toxic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXqHsUCsYtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q4yydiiPoEk/s1600-h/DSC02771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXqHsUCsYtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q4yydiiPoEk/s320/DSC02771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294693507291439826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a fun picture. This picture is of a bunch of people wearing funny looking socks.  Red socks belong to Miriam M.,  Santa clause socks belong to Jodi H., Reindeer socks belong to  Anna Dunlap, Kitti socks belong to Amanda K., Pink socks belong to Kathy M., and the other pair of Reindeer socks belong to Katrina M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXqGv1-S-dI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0Z7Nu_sSArA/s1600-h/DSC02669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXqGv1-S-dI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0Z7Nu_sSArA/s320/DSC02669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294692468427782610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rebecca Thomas sitting in the corner in the time out chair. Pretending to be sad. But it was her fault because she is the one who told me that I was stupid. It was for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4390119753970920546-5661536102706396068?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/5661536102706396068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=5661536102706396068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/5661536102706396068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/5661536102706396068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/01/friends-and-family.html' title='.Friends and Family'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXqL7DH5kZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6PFfbtpq8CM/s72-c/DSC02775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-8412626016636109813</id><published>2009-01-21T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T07:46:14.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalms 100</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXdBZ0qhF3I/AAAAAAAAADk/ZQ76b4c-8pY/s1600-h/DSC00765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXdBZ0qhF3I/AAAAAAAAADk/ZQ76b4c-8pY/s320/DSC00765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293771798886815602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Shout to the Lord, all the earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXdBZgWAigI/AAAAAAAAADc/Hr1aVAKDSdY/s1600-h/DSC00823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXdBZgWAigI/AAAAAAAAADc/Hr1aVAKDSdY/s320/DSC00823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293771793432087042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Worship the Lord with gladness; come before him with joyful songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXdBZZkk9XI/AAAAAAAAADU/5RjYpixnCB0/s1600-h/DSC00855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXdBZZkk9XI/AAAAAAAAADU/5RjYpixnCB0/s320/DSC00855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293771791614145906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Know that the Lord is God. It is he who made us, and we are his we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXdBZVQt_YI/AAAAAAAAADM/KzCtPmVIAJM/s1600-h/DSC00725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXdBZVQt_YI/AAAAAAAAADM/KzCtPmVIAJM/s320/DSC00725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293771790457109890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXdBY_plUAI/AAAAAAAAADE/ZlXw5klFcuA/s1600-h/DSC00962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXdBY_plUAI/AAAAAAAAADE/ZlXw5klFcuA/s320/DSC00962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293771784655818754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;For the Lord is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-8412626016636109813?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/8412626016636109813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=8412626016636109813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/8412626016636109813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/8412626016636109813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/01/psalms-100.html' title='Psalms 100'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXdBZ0qhF3I/AAAAAAAAADk/ZQ76b4c-8pY/s72-c/DSC00765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-5102073106612691888</id><published>2009-01-19T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T10:38:16.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXi83FJk8zI/AAAAAAAAAEk/uk_67SpjMi4/s1600-h/DSC02765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294189016435192626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXi83FJk8zI/AAAAAAAAAEk/uk_67SpjMi4/s320/DSC02765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryan and I at Chocolate world In Hershey Pennsylvania&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXi82_NIBeI/AAAAAAAAAEc/U4IVY8efTbI/s1600-h/DSC02766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294189014839461346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXi82_NIBeI/AAAAAAAAAEc/U4IVY8efTbI/s320/DSC02766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us again at chocolate world, what a cutie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXVCuCZ0gKI/AAAAAAAAABg/ROrP2uKrQV0/s1600-h/Ryan+and+I+again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293210295730471074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXVCuCZ0gKI/AAAAAAAAABg/ROrP2uKrQV0/s320/Ryan+and+I+again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again this us on our hike. Ryan found this mushroom and picked it. It was huge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXVCf2d9gEI/AAAAAAAAABY/7mTqzC_8p9I/s1600-h/Ryan+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293210052008443970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXVCf2d9gEI/AAAAAAAAABY/7mTqzC_8p9I/s320/Ryan+and+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The back of us on our long hike in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXVCOTq4KSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mkJ1hq7wdzY/s1600-h/Ryan+and+i+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293209750609602850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXVCOTq4KSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mkJ1hq7wdzY/s320/Ryan+and+i+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan and I went to the Apple Festival September of 2008 to listen to a friend of mine's husbands band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXVB5UhVW5I/AAAAAAAAABI/3JAhRINAbjI/s1600-h/Amanda+and+ryan+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293209390060755858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXVB5UhVW5I/AAAAAAAAABI/3JAhRINAbjI/s320/Amanda+and+ryan+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just sitting there on a rock. We went on a long long long hike and my sister decided that she liked that rock and wanted us to sit on it and take our picture. I think that it turned out pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXVA4rN5AjI/AAAAAAAAABA/PNVfp5_8cNM/s1600-h/IMG_2802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293208279461724722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXVA4rN5AjI/AAAAAAAAABA/PNVfp5_8cNM/s320/IMG_2802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Ryan and I just sitting there and enjoying the sound of the waterfall. I just enjoyed being there with him and just sitting there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-5102073106612691888?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/5102073106612691888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=5102073106612691888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/5102073106612691888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/5102073106612691888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2009/01/friends-of-mine.html' title='Ryan and I'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXi83FJk8zI/AAAAAAAAAEk/uk_67SpjMi4/s72-c/DSC02765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4390119753970920546.post-897175505893978465</id><published>2008-11-12T17:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:32:51.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the new....</title><content type='html'>This is the first time using this thing and i am not sure what in the world i am doing.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4390119753970920546-897175505893978465?l=wor3oflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/feeds/897175505893978465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4390119753970920546&amp;postID=897175505893978465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/897175505893978465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4390119753970920546/posts/default/897175505893978465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wor3oflove.blogspot.com/2008/11/new.html' title='the new....'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11504457885009082355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URzN-ejFrVk/SXU_sK_fYvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/penFDT61hn4/S220/IMG_2802.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
