<?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-8002275283079134456</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:07:26.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life of a College Student</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-5690439385405413608</id><published>2010-03-18T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T14:41:51.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life since July... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;Wow, I bet yaal are surpised to hear from me!!! Actually you're prolly not, since i prolly have no readers since I haven't updated in....a long time...lol... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;My mom told me that my dad wanted to see my blog so she showed him even though she said i haven't updated..she said i needed to put new pics up, so here I am.. although she didn't specify a new post decided to anyway!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Well.... Last summer was incredible! I have never appreciated summer as much as last summer... i didn't do a whole lot, i didn't have a summer job...helped w/ the kids... furiously read as many books as i could cram into summer :) lol.. In August i think we went on a mini vacation up to Cambridge, OH w/ Jess &amp;amp; Bill &amp;amp; the kids (&amp;amp; mom and dad of course)...it was only 2 days or so, so not a real vacation, but all we had... we went to a couple malls... a life of Christ outdoor drama... the "Wilds" a place where you take a safari type ride and see lotsa wild animals... that's about it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Sedona turned 6 in August, and I turned 20...Sedona started 1st grade at GBS/ACA in August... she's growin up! *sniff* School  for me started in August after our annual (well 2nd and last for me) school boatride, lunch, whatever...kinda glad it's the last for me cuz after 1...it's kinda boring.... I started NUR 200 &amp;amp; Ethics.. i had heard mixed things about 200..some people said it was really hard some said it was easy...It's the Maternity/Pediatrics/Women's Health Semester...The stuff itself wasn't that hard but there was just TONS of busywork..plus one of our teachers was new and did NOT know how to teach! the first half of clinicals for me was women's health medsurg.. it really wasn't a "women's health" focus.. cuz we even had guy patients! Besides that my instructor HATED me &amp;amp; i'm not exagerrating.. she picks people she doesn't like and makes their life miserable... i could write lots more but i won't here... just glad i made it through.. (btw just so you know 2nd half, she got one guy kicked out of the whole school, several ppl kicked off the floor for the day, and at the end of the semester they removed her as a 200 clinical instructor, so it wasn't just me)... 2nd half i had OB and Peds.. Peds was great... it was at children's i was on the cancer floor, but i liked it! My instructor was GREAT! so nice &amp;amp; funny!! Ob was cool too.. i went to women's health OR one day... boring.. you've seen one OR you've seem em all!...i had a day in Labor &amp;amp; delivery, got to watch a c section and got to watch a baby born vaginally (a AWESOME experience to watch!)..we also had 2 postpartum days, kinda boring but another experience i guess... all in all the semester was really hard and stressful, i seriously thought i wasn't gonna pass, but thank God, final grades came out and i PASSED with a B!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;In September, Cam started preschool (at the school Sedona went to preschool &amp;amp; kindergarten)... also Sept 24 we had a new addition to the family, Shane Craig Lambeth was born! I think he was 7 lb 5 oz but can't remember now! lol... I have lotsa pics on my Facebook if you haven't seen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;the rest of fall was pretty uneventful, my life was school and family and that's it, no joke... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Christmas break came &amp;amp; it was the most i've ever been ready for break, let me tell you! I read TONS of books and spent lots of relaxing time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;In January, I started my last big nursing class, NUR 201...i was VERY nervous, becuase 1- my awful experience in 200 and 2-i've heard that it's a horribly hard class.... i was sooo scared starting! I found out though the teachers are INCREDIBLE! They are an AWESOME team.... you feel like they want you to pass, whereas in 200 it felt like they were trying to fail us! Clinical wise, i had medsurg for 10 weeks, week 10 was last week... I had a AWESOME instructor! she was SOO nice and didn't make us feel nervous at all..our clinical group was great! We all bonded, felt like family almost.... This week i started psych clinicals..kinda nervous, the place is really nice, Linder Center, in Mason....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;I have REALLY been enjoying this springier weather lately! I got SOOO sick of snow/cold! I'll just be glad when it gets even warmer &amp;amp; stays that way for a while!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Shane is really growing! He's really sweet! he gives kisses, has 2 teeth, rolls over, smiles &amp;amp; laughs a lot! He's a great baby.. He's almost 6 months old now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Brice, how can i leave him out? he's the sweetest kid ever, kinda surprising since he's 2 but he's the best! SO cute too! he has 7 BIG boxes in his room waiting for his birthday and he's soo xcited abotu his boxes!! (he doesn't know what it is, but he loves his boxes!, it's just one big item btw not 7 little items)..him and Cam play in there.. well one day Sedona &amp;amp; cam were at school so it was just Brice &amp;amp; Mommy home... Jess heard a noise or something and went up to check on him, and i guess Brice had been playing on top of the boxes, in the process he knocked a picture off the wall or something... he had gotten a hammer and was nailing a nail into the wall to hang the picture back up, at 2 years old!!! I guess when he saw Jess he said "I fix it! I Bob the Builder!"...LOL....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Sedona informs you now that she is NOT 6, she is 6 1/2!! at school the summer b-day kids get to celebrate their half b-days at school, so ever since then she proudly announces she's 6 1/2... Cam is turned 5 next week... hard to believe he's growing up so fast too... well he's still tiny, but getting older so fast! lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Guess that's about it... hope you've enjoyed this post, cuz who knows when I'll post again.... I onlyl put a few pics on here (below) but i have tons on FB, so go look there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Please pray for me with school if you think about it... have about 5 weeks (counting finals) left this semester, so pray that i'll pass &amp;amp; all that good stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/S6KX7ThlHuI/AAAAAAAAAkw/keSRGHNPPuY/s1600-h/IMG_2844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450085544180915938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/S6KX7ThlHuI/AAAAAAAAAkw/keSRGHNPPuY/s320/IMG_2844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Cameron, 4 1/2, and Sedona 6 1/2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/S6KXqsNveAI/AAAAAAAAAko/W4itt34W21Y/s1600-h/IMG_2845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450085258750818306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/S6KXqsNveAI/AAAAAAAAAko/W4itt34W21Y/s320/IMG_2845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brice was sleepy! 2 1/2 yrs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/S6KXcJgg3oI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7cqhs4OV6BY/s1600-h/IMG_2842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450085008916143746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/S6KXcJgg3oI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7cqhs4OV6BY/s320/IMG_2842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/S6KXClUSg_I/AAAAAAAAAkY/y06PPi6naog/s1600-h/IMG00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450084569704465394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/S6KXClUSg_I/AAAAAAAAAkY/y06PPi6naog/s320/IMG00010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVED this outfit Brice had on, thought he looked adorable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/S6KW3il6XbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/0DQmM44P-X0/s1600-h/sedona.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450084379994512818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/S6KW3il6XbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/0DQmM44P-X0/s320/sedona.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My one &amp;amp; only niece! i get her from school on Wednesdays and one warm day we went down to the park...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/S6KWDJkHilI/AAAAAAAAAkI/2eiF5GRxt8g/s1600-h/shanestpat1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450083479922903634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/S6KWDJkHilI/AAAAAAAAAkI/2eiF5GRxt8g/s320/shanestpat1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And this is the little guy! i saw the st pats hats at kroger monday and couldn't resist, trying them on shane (the rest of the pics are on FB)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, that's all folks! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-5690439385405413608?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/5690439385405413608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=5690439385405413608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/5690439385405413608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/5690439385405413608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-life-since-july.html' title='My life since July... :)'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/S6KX7ThlHuI/AAAAAAAAAkw/keSRGHNPPuY/s72-c/IMG_2844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-34552133958646383</id><published>2009-07-15T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:58:58.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A UPDATE, FINALLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Well, HI Y'all! It sure has been a while on my part, and I'm sorry, if i have any readers left :)... TONS has happened since I last posted... I promised pics of Brice's party &amp;amp; never got them to you... maybe if they r still on mom's camera I'll post them sometime later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Well, the last few weeks of summer semester were CRAZY busy!!! We had tons of papers &amp;amp; projects to do in those last few weeks, I thought I was gonna die &amp;amp; never get it done... plus we had finals on top of papers... But w/ God's help, I made it.... got it all done, did great on finals, and got all A's (in all 2 of my classes! lol) .. I am in NO way taking credit for the A's... w/o God i definately couldn't have done it!!! Just for the record, they weren't nursing classes, just gen ed.. Fine Arts &amp;amp; Microbiology (w/ lab)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2 weekends before school let out my great friend Lalia came over for the weekend (bcuz it was the last she could come b4 school was out, the nxt wknd was West Virginia for us)... She came over and we had a fun time :) .. that Saturday I had to go to the Art Museum w/ my Arts class &amp;amp; to pick out a painting for our paper for that class (that I had a week to do, not procrastination on my part, he just posted the guidelines then 4 the paper)... after that we ate at Sonic &amp;amp; met some of my family at the mall.... Actually we met mom &amp;amp; tonya who had sedona w/ them... we hung out w/ sedona :-)...then other random stuff for that weekend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6bTBRkiVI/AAAAAAAAAkA/J68wyI5SvWQ/s1600-h/IMG_2503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358891357679421778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6bTBRkiVI/AAAAAAAAAkA/J68wyI5SvWQ/s320/IMG_2503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In the mall, Sedona saw this jumpy ride thing &amp;amp; had to ride it.. so i paid and she rode it, but I think this smile on her face made it worth the 4 or 6 dollars or whatever I paid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6a5dSkKQI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Z7eE_xwRAPw/s1600-h/IMG_2513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358890918523185410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6a5dSkKQI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Z7eE_xwRAPw/s320/IMG_2513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That next weekend before school let out was our weekend to go to West Virginia... on the way home I noticed the BEAUTIFUL sky &amp;amp; mom snapped some pics.. the pics def don't do it justice, but WOW what an amazing God we serve!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Anyways, Finally school let out for summer... a surreal feeling let me tell you and i am/was OFFICIALLY halfway DONE w/ nursing school.... so now i admit i am PROUD of the fact that I am a 2nd year! I'm looking forward to the beginning of school cruise where this year I'll be a 2nd year &amp;amp; know a lotta stuff, whereas just last year i was this scared 1st year who didn't know anything!... did that sound really immature?? i hope not! lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Summer hasn't been TOO eventful! A lot of relaxing &amp;amp; reading books &amp;amp; etc! My first week off however, my brother in law, Bill, had to go on a trip for work &amp;amp; my sister, jess needed my help w/ the kiddies... So of course i went and stayed the week w/ her... i didn't go insane like i originially thought I would (as much as i love those kids)... and i learned a LOT about raising kids! lol.. I didn't take many pics... but i took a few... On the Wednesday of that week we took the kids to the Cincy Museum Center (Kids museum &amp;amp; science museum) I did snap a few pics on that day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6awY357pI/AAAAAAAAAjw/J4-5-4gKjxM/s1600-h/IMG_2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358890762718801554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6awY357pI/AAAAAAAAAjw/J4-5-4gKjxM/s320/IMG_2521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Drivin" Daddy's mower, while waiting on Mommy (to leave for the museum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6adrUIsVI/AAAAAAAAAjo/rK9YQmJ65kg/s1600-h/IMG_2522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358890441251533138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6adrUIsVI/AAAAAAAAAjo/rK9YQmJ65kg/s320/IMG_2522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cam in the van.. it was still parked in the garage btw I (or Jess) do not let the kids run around w/o seatbelts while driving like some people do that I see ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6aKCw9DcI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Dvvv9WDmCLs/s1600-h/IMG_2524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358890103949036994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6aKCw9DcI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Dvvv9WDmCLs/s320/IMG_2524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Riding" the bus at the children's museum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6Zz4XrcyI/AAAAAAAAAjY/3UuB2RYO_IQ/s1600-h/IMG_2525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358889723201549090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6Zz4XrcyI/AAAAAAAAAjY/3UuB2RYO_IQ/s320/IMG_2525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Science Museum... I'm not sure if these mounds were made to be climbed on .. but there wasn't a rope or a sign...soooo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6ZpuuRAhI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/evXFBb_RCfc/s1600-h/IMG_2527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358889548813238802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6ZpuuRAhI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/evXFBb_RCfc/s320/IMG_2527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And since Big Sister climbed on these mounds of COURSE our little copy-cat, Brice had to too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6ZSdNnM2I/AAAAAAAAAjI/GyFY1pRia4Y/s1600-h/IMG_2528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358889148975887202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6ZSdNnM2I/AAAAAAAAAjI/GyFY1pRia4Y/s320/IMG_2528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But how could I resist sucha cutie??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6Y8ZU5JOI/AAAAAAAAAjA/9oIvarrqWbM/s1600-h/IMG_2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358888769975559394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6Y8ZU5JOI/AAAAAAAAAjA/9oIvarrqWbM/s320/IMG_2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;All 3 kiddies watching the "puter" about dinosaurs.. Sedona LOVES dinosaurs! I took this pic bcuz i thought it was cute, the 3 lil "stairsteps"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;That next week on Tuesday evening we babysat the kids so Jess n Bill could go out ALONE for supper! I decided to do a "photoshoot" (and i use that term loosely i do NOT claim to be one of those aspiring photographers that we have soo many of now, i simply mean grab my camera &amp;amp; take some pics of the kids in places i tell them to stand, sit etc)... Anyways when i got the brilliant idea, i was gonna take pics of sedona but by the time i got my camera and came back outside she didn't wanna take pics so Cam was there and willing... and Brice is always ready to say "cheese"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6Yxr78jgI/AAAAAAAAAi4/NeZyRBNpI5M/s1600-h/IMG_2530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358888585992637954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6Yxr78jgI/AAAAAAAAAi4/NeZyRBNpI5M/s320/IMG_2530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The first place Cam wanted a pic was this swing... not exactly the place i had in mind, but hey gotta make the kid happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;By the way, I did take other pics but I just included the best ones on here...Most of them are on my FB if you wanna see more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6YjNr4BgI/AAAAAAAAAiw/DfcFnW6twWQ/s1600-h/Cam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358888337353999874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6YjNr4BgI/AAAAAAAAAiw/DfcFnW6twWQ/s320/Cam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE this pic &amp;amp; thanks soo much to Lorna for helpin me edit it a little :) i LOVE how it turned out!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6Yba9o-OI/AAAAAAAAAio/n0mSkKUrU1A/s1600-h/IMG_2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358888203479218402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6Yba9o-OI/AAAAAAAAAio/n0mSkKUrU1A/s320/IMG_2535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Despite Cam's expression I like this pic of the boys.. Brice in the background but lookin right at the camera....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6YEjGP9ZI/AAAAAAAAAig/OyYvdnJ1Xvg/s1600-h/IMG_2537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358887810525820306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6YEjGP9ZI/AAAAAAAAAig/OyYvdnJ1Xvg/s320/IMG_2537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My 2 favorite men! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6X0upx4XI/AAAAAAAAAiY/GGOkjtJOe_Y/s1600-h/IMG_2538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358887538749727090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6X0upx4XI/AAAAAAAAAiY/GGOkjtJOe_Y/s320/IMG_2538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is not a pose, the boys just looked down on their own.. trust me I am NOT brilliant enough to think of great poses.. however i LOVE this pic, how they both were lookin at the same thing!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6Xe5n3Q1I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/7SSSsu3s7F0/s1600-h/IMG_2540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358887163737359186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6Xe5n3Q1I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/7SSSsu3s7F0/s320/IMG_2540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awww.... my little cutie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6XKI-TcnI/AAAAAAAAAiI/vZN12bDQry4/s1600-h/IMG_2541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358886807080759922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6XKI-TcnI/AAAAAAAAAiI/vZN12bDQry4/s320/IMG_2541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sedona finally decided to cooperate w/ me &amp;amp; i tried to take a group pic.. this is the first of 4 attempts...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6W818d2bI/AAAAAAAAAiA/waweedCViZ0/s1600-h/IMG_2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358886578634480050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6W818d2bI/AAAAAAAAAiA/waweedCViZ0/s320/IMG_2544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The only pic w/ all 3 looking at me... i know it's not centered esp w/ where the boys r sitting and it does bug me (lol) but kids are kids &amp;amp; at least they looked &amp;amp; smiled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6WxDYydiI/AAAAAAAAAh4/7DuJRj-4b1M/s1600-h/IMG_2545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358886376084502050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6WxDYydiI/AAAAAAAAAh4/7DuJRj-4b1M/s320/IMG_2545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha..i thought this was great... how he looked away w/ his eyes just as i took the pic.. so funny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6Wg0s5tFI/AAAAAAAAAhw/-gBaqEAw_ds/s1600-h/IMG_2546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358886097264424018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6Wg0s5tFI/AAAAAAAAAhw/-gBaqEAw_ds/s320/IMG_2546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And now w/ him looking at me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6WMXfFDKI/AAAAAAAAAho/HDJcJhu4BKM/s1600-h/IMG_2547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358885745824435362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6WMXfFDKI/AAAAAAAAAho/HDJcJhu4BKM/s320/IMG_2547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Again .. NOT a pose, but i thought it turned out good how he looked away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6VxG_MlvI/AAAAAAAAAhg/2oG3fv-BWWU/s1600-h/IMG_2549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358885277539276530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6VxG_MlvI/AAAAAAAAAhg/2oG3fv-BWWU/s320/IMG_2549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sedona &amp;amp; Brice or "Baby" as he is known by- Cam wouldn't cooperate 4 this one... I have 2 pics of these 2 together &amp;amp; had a hard time deciding which one to post (the other is on FB if you wanna see)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6VfMsc29I/AAAAAAAAAhY/gzN6byb4BjI/s1600-h/IMG_2550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358884969833618386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6VfMsc29I/AAAAAAAAAhY/gzN6byb4BjI/s320/IMG_2550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Brice was tryin to pick up a bug....literally he was chasin it.. boys will be boys... one time i told him to pick up a worm and he did.. then i told him to give it to Mama (my mom) and he did! HA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So, back to my summer... one other week Bill was gone just one night, so i spent the night again.... we have to do 360 NCLEX (big state board test we have to pass after grad to be RNs) style questions and get an 80% or above this summer before we can start next year (no, we never get a true total "break")...i started these one day and got 2 REALLY horrible scores! i began thinking what if i can't pass these??? later that week I prayed before starting, and made it my goal just to pass 100... and PRAISE GOD he helped me get an 81%!!! I tried more today and got a bad grade on some, but then got an 81% on 100 more! So 200 down, 160 to go :-)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's pretty much it.... summer's goin great, can't believe i've been off school a month already!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to post pics of Brice's party sometime.. even though they are WAY late they still r cute...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and i'm sure you all know this already but I'm gonna be an aunt again in September... It's a boy.... But it's by Tonya &amp;amp; Craig this time (finally) so that's exciting :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's all for now.... hope you enjoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-34552133958646383?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/34552133958646383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=34552133958646383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/34552133958646383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/34552133958646383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/07/update-finally.html' title='A UPDATE, FINALLY'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sl6bTBRkiVI/AAAAAAAAAkA/J68wyI5SvWQ/s72-c/IMG_2503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-5826350034755856974</id><published>2009-05-27T11:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:12:15.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Brice!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sh2CaestDfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/W0-LQdlVlFE/s1600-h/IMG_2456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340568124560051698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sh2CaestDfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/W0-LQdlVlFE/s320/IMG_2456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Soooo I kinda missed Brice's Birthday! Well, I didn't miss it, but.. anyways Brice turned 2 a week ago today! But we are not celebrating his birthday till tomorrow! So, Happy Birthday, Buddy. Your the cutest lil guy ever &amp;amp; such a joy to be around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-5826350034755856974?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/5826350034755856974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=5826350034755856974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/5826350034755856974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/5826350034755856974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-brice.html' title='Happy Birthday, Brice!!!'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Sh2CaestDfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/W0-LQdlVlFE/s72-c/IMG_2456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-4530044052052383479</id><published>2009-05-08T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:02:59.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An update on my life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hey All,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I realized I haven't blogged in 5 weeks and thought "I really need to blog", so here I am. Unfortunately I am at school, in a break between classes, so I cannot post pics.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;However, I AM still alive!!! I survived last semester (Spring Semester of nursing school)... it was tough &amp;amp; needless to say I was VERY VERY VERY SICK of Anatomy &amp;amp; physiology by the time I finished, but I did finish! I survived finals week &amp;amp; actually passed all my finals I think! I am very glad this semester is over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After this semester ended, we had a week off... this was more than we had off ALL semester, so it was VERY nice! Our spring break was a Friday &amp;amp; Monday off (and I already had Fridays off)... my very great friend Lalia came home with me for part of break (bcuz her parents are in Florida &amp;amp; she couldn't go home, and I didn't want her to have to stay in GBS dorm all break)... so we had SO much fun! :) relaxing... goofing off.. getting in trouble *wink*...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;One of our "getting in trouble" parts was on Saturday we wanted to work outside, so we were told to pick up branches in the treeline... well we got EVERYTHING pretty much &amp;amp; wanted to move on to another area... well dad had told me to tell him &amp;amp; he would move the truck... I'm like .. "why can't i move the truck, i've driven it before??" ... well, dad &amp;amp; craig was down at a neighbor's &amp;amp; we didn't know when they would be back... so i decided to move the truck.. mind you this is not a nice new truck... rather an OLD (1979) brown chevy...but it's still fun to drive *wink* ...so i slowly drove it.. so as not to hit the "play house" or electric line in the side yard where it was... well i got kinda in between the playhouse &amp;amp; line so i wouldn't hit either one &amp;amp; got to the ditch.. umm....well.. i couldn't move.... i tried goin forward &amp;amp; it spun... i tried movin backwards &amp;amp; spun.. i tried this for a while &amp;amp; gave up.. Me &amp;amp; lalia walked over to where Tonya &amp;amp; mom were... well, I came to find out .. craig got his truck stuck back in our neighbor's field... i was SOOO excited... and when i told lalia she was SOO excited.. cuz we thought we were in so much trouble &amp;amp; we're like YAY we can't get in trouble now... when dad came back somehow we got the truck right out... obviously i don't know anything about getting trucks un-stuck... and craig's truck needed a little more help ... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anyways, that was one of our adventures... we also got shots for school, i got a TB test (a yearly thing for people in the medical profession)... went shopping... read a LOT of books for fun... went "walmart" shopping twice with mom &amp;amp; jess &amp;amp; the kids... and ... lots more..i got a lot accomplished &amp;amp; had so much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;School started for summer semester this week, Monday... I don't have monday classes.. and my Tuesday class was canceled cuz the teacher wasn't here... so i didn't start till Wednesday 2 days ago... i have 2 classes... Fine Arts &amp;amp; Microbiology (and lab)... I think they're going to be pretty interesting.. although the way i hear it Micro is really hard!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Well, that's about it for now! I'll post later with pics when I can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-4530044052052383479?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/4530044052052383479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=4530044052052383479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/4530044052052383479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/4530044052052383479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-on-my-life.html' title='An update on my life!'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-5926141112772933933</id><published>2009-04-01T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:55:12.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, Busy- Cam's B-day, Gaither concert, etc</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Well, I promised to write about Cam's birthday outing but i've been BUSY!!! Friday of course was his b-day outing &amp;amp; that night his party. Saturday afternoon/evening/night I was gone to a Gaither Homecoming Concert at NKU, Sunday was church, Monday i was studying all day for a test, Tuesday-School (test), piano lesson, clinical prep homework, so TODAY i got out of clinicals at noon, actually earlier, and we're not supposed to get out till 3:30, so that was pretty incredible... so  no more tests this week or next... I just love the "calm before the storm" before finals.... so i have a few days to relax a little and try to get caught up on the homework/quizzes I'm behind in.... So, i figured since I had extra time I'd blog... Happy April Fools Day, by the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;So, Friday I went in to my sister, Jessicas house to get Cam... I got there a little before 11:20 becuase she had to leave to get Sedona from school at 11:30... Anyways, Brice got a "little" upset that I was taking Cam and not him.... he went out the front door with us (cuz Jess said he should it might help him be less upset) but we got to playing in the yard... he would run down the yard then i would run after him.... anyways he was NOT happy when his mommy took him he reached for me... then when I took Cam and went 2 my car he started crying (Later, I found out he had cried ALL the way to Sedona's school, about drove Jess crazy)... Anyways, I let Cam choose the restauraunt and he chose Chick-Fil-A... so we went there, got him a kids meal... he wanted to play in the little play area and i took him in there, but he's more quiet, intimidated by people like me and Jess and there was way too many kids in there, so he didn't play... so, on to Toys R Us.. we walked in circles around this one aisle for a while... he was leading the way.... eventually we looked thru a lot of the store... he chose some "Cars" cars that he didn't have..... then we went 2 Walmart... there was a single little toy gun laying on a shelf Tuesday when Jess and mom and the kids were in Walmart ... Well cam played with it and wanted it and thought mom was getting it for him for his bday and she wasn't so she told me be sure to go get it for him... he had to have that certain gun cuz it's like some kid in their neighborhood that they play withs gun... anyways we got that, I bought some candy (baby bottle pops) for the other 2 kids and headed back 2 Jess's house...  Brice was SOOO happy to see me :) ... i wanted to take some pics of him and he saw my camera and headed straight for the fireplace...he thinks all pictures should be taken in front of the fireplace &amp;amp; a lot of times just goes sits there and wants pictures taken.... cam's party was Friday night, I'll write about it later, when/if I post pics (from mom's camera)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOjjvr06bI/AAAAAAAAAgw/s-wXsCdVrzw/s1600-h/IMG_2414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319775419345725874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOjjvr06bI/AAAAAAAAAgw/s-wXsCdVrzw/s320/IMG_2414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Cam in my car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOjbEjlYwI/AAAAAAAAAgo/GbBZAjqfmOY/s1600-h/IMG_2415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319775270329475842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOjbEjlYwI/AAAAAAAAAgo/GbBZAjqfmOY/s320/IMG_2415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;He found my sunglasses &amp;amp; proceeded to try them on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOjSHbZfOI/AAAAAAAAAgg/TPThULAaDPc/s1600-h/IMG_2419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319775116481625314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOjSHbZfOI/AAAAAAAAAgg/TPThULAaDPc/s320/IMG_2419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;riding with bert &amp;amp; ernie at Toys R us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOjBFyKhYI/AAAAAAAAAgY/LFooNUOehyI/s1600-h/IMG_2420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319774823982466434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOjBFyKhYI/AAAAAAAAAgY/LFooNUOehyI/s320/IMG_2420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;One of Brice's pics in front of the fireplace (with his baby bottle pop).. he's such a little cutie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOiy6Oy2UI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/CeBa52aWxvg/s1600-h/IMG_2421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319774580363155778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOiy6Oy2UI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/CeBa52aWxvg/s320/IMG_2421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp;amp; Brice :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Well, Saturday was the Gaither Homecoming concert at the Bank of Kentucky center at NKU, i went with a small group of people... it was the most INCREDIBLE experience... I wasn't sure how well i was going to like it with all the 1000's of people, I was thinking I won't get to meet the singer people... Anyway it was the most surreal experience to see Bill gaither in person, in the same room as me! Anyways the concert started out with Bill, Kevin Williams, Ben Speer, Ivan Parker, Gordon Mote, Janet Paschel, Russ Taff, Lynda Randle, (not necessarily in that order) THEN finally they called out the big dogs....lol.. Signature Sound came next and sang several songs then...... the crowd's favorite! Gaither vocal band!!! the lights were out and the guys were up there (but you couldn't really see who they were) and they just started the music and the crowd started SCREAMIN!!! GVB was definitely the crowds favorite, mainlly I think becuase of the new group... 2 of their singers left, so they revamped the group into a 5 member group (except sadly Mark Lowry wasn't there), and brought back Mark Lowry, David Phelps, and Michael english.. the 2 favs were David &amp;amp; Michael... After intermission, they kinda did the whole "friend" singing thing... GVB and Signature Sound sang together &amp;amp; the other people sang  some all kinda mixed in.. A guy who used to play football for the Colts &amp;amp; now plays for the Bengals was there.. he's a Christian guy who likes working with kids in this spare time.. he's putting out a cd this year, he sang "Amazing grace" a capella... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It's hard to describe a Gaither concert, if you've never been to one, this was my first. But if you like Southern Gospel music they're incredible... there was 8,000 people there (according to Bill gaither) but the Spirit of God was there in such a real way... it was awesome 8000 people of different churches, different religions probably, but all they're banded together worshipping the same God... it was a awesome experience.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I got pics with some of the singers at intermission &amp;amp; afterwards... of course Bill &amp;amp; Gloria Gaither didn't ever come out... and I didn't see David Phelps either...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Oh, other cool thing about the concert... the people on stage would be singing then the screen would go to a video of the people who have passed away like George Youce, Jake Hess, etc singing that same song, just like they were there with us.. it was so sweet and sad... i'm glad they are keeping their legacy alive...another touching moment was when Ben Speer was singing and they had on one half of the screen a video of his dad singing with him.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOil-EJZuI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Itfh_SCq9OQ/s1600-h/IMG_2428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319774358053938914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOil-EJZuI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Itfh_SCq9OQ/s320/IMG_2428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Me &amp;amp; Ben Speer.. He's such a sweet guy... I just had to get a pic with him...one thing I appreciate about him is he doesn't change.. he doesn't 'modernize' to keep up with the times, he's the same, and still sings the good-ole-songs..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOidV0ORzI/AAAAAAAAAgA/cs6hthLreIQ/s1600-h/IMG_2429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319774209810777906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOidV0ORzI/AAAAAAAAAgA/cs6hthLreIQ/s320/IMG_2429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was thinking about not gettin a pic with Russ Taff (above), but decided to. He sang a very moving song ... it talks about "i believe" that Jesus was born in the manger, taught in the temple, died on the cross, was buried in the tomb, but the clencher was that he didn't stay any of those places and isn't there now... It had a totally incredible part where Russ like did a recitation about how he could have been resurrected while he was on the cross and all... hard to describe but it was just a awesome song!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOiUTWAG6I/AAAAAAAAAf4/fvi4OAb5XqY/s1600-h/IMG_2430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319774054528326562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOiUTWAG6I/AAAAAAAAAf4/fvi4OAb5XqY/s320/IMG_2430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Me &amp;amp; Ernie Haase, the guy over Signature Sound (my fav group)...i have a pic of me &amp;amp; ernie from the 1st concert i went to.... i guess almost 6 years ago... back when signature sound was a new group and not all that popular, so I wanted an updated pic, i didn't get pics with the other guys, cuz i just got pics with them, like a year ago.... Ernie does a great (and funny) Elvis impersonation....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOiLPsEqRI/AAAAAAAAAfw/zoaUwaj3kDU/s1600-h/IMG_2431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319773898928335122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOiLPsEqRI/AAAAAAAAAfw/zoaUwaj3kDU/s320/IMG_2431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;This guy is one of my favs... Kevin Williams... he is a REALLY good guitar player and is just a FUNNY guy...makes the show really funny &amp;amp; entertaining...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOiCA95pSI/AAAAAAAAAfo/v_VywdlnVck/s1600-h/IMG_2432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319773740357756194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOiCA95pSI/AAAAAAAAAfo/v_VywdlnVck/s320/IMG_2432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;This is my fav pic from the night... me &amp;amp; Michael English, one of the new old gaither vocal band members...  :-) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, that's all for now... I need to go do some homework &amp;amp; laundry &amp;amp; my friend Lalia is coming over for supper tonight &amp;amp; to do some homework together so i should get working...Hope you've enjoyed this post....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-5926141112772933933?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/5926141112772933933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=5926141112772933933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/5926141112772933933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/5926141112772933933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-busy-cams-b-day-gaither-concert.html' title='Busy, Busy- Cam&apos;s B-day, Gaither concert, etc'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SdOjjvr06bI/AAAAAAAAAgw/s-wXsCdVrzw/s72-c/IMG_2414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-3065435409109086640</id><published>2009-03-26T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T14:53:00.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Scv5N2oKQ5I/AAAAAAAAAfg/UTIem2SipG4/s1600-h/IMG_2295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317617801438577554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Scv5N2oKQ5I/AAAAAAAAAfg/UTIem2SipG4/s320/IMG_2295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I missed some birthdays. My brother in law Bill's - February 14. My brother in law Craig's - March 8 and my dad March 10. But I can't miss this one. Tomorrow, March 27 is the birthday of a very special little guy!!! 4 years ago tomorrow, it was Easter. Sunday morning my sister hadn't been feelin too well (past her due date) so they missed church. Sunday afternoon it became obvious someone was ready to join the outside world and Sunday evening Cameron Mark was born. At first I was "jealous" cuz I NEVER got to hold him!!! Someone else always had him!! Sedona was already a major "Mama's girl" and I wanted one of the kids to like me best. I know I probably shouldn't have felt or thought that way! Anyway as time passed it became obvious that Cam did prefer me over most everyone else! He would cry if mom or anyone (besides his mom and dad or course) held him. And I have to admit it made me feel pretty good. Now he's 4 years old (as of tomorrow) and we're still good buddies. He's a big brother now, but that doesn't take away from our relationship. Even though his little brother (and big sister) are pretty special too. Last year I was on gbs bandtour on Cam's birthday, so I took him out later just me and him. To Toys R Us, Sonic, Mall, etc. I think he had a lot of fun and enjoyed having time with just me away from Sedona and Brice. Tomorrow I'm going in and taking Cam out to lunch and to Toys R Us and lettin him pick out his own birthday present (since I haven't bought one yet). Then tomorrow night is his party. I'll post pics sometime of our outing and his party :-) so be looking for them!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-3065435409109086640?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/3065435409109086640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=3065435409109086640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/3065435409109086640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/3065435409109086640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/Scv5N2oKQ5I/AAAAAAAAAfg/UTIem2SipG4/s72-c/IMG_2295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-3461902007122339651</id><published>2009-03-16T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T17:17:35.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Zach!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;For those of you who have prayed/been praying for Zach..THANK YOU!!!! Some of you heard this in church, but this is for the rest of you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The doctor's told Zach he had lymphoma...like I said in my last post.... apparently sometime later on they said well... he MIGHT have lymphoma but he might also have this other disease called "sarcoidosis".... which is not curable but is treatable...they had to run a ton of tests .... they couldn't rule out cancer (lymphoma) for 2 weeks till all the tests were back.... well last Friday was the day they went and saw the surgeon...my aunt called on Saturday I think....she said that he has the sarcoidosis NOT LYMPHOMA!!!! she thanked us for all the prayers..... I was soo glad to hear this, I was having such a hard time dealing with this, and i really can't explain why...... anyways, the sarcoidosis is (according to one of my textbooks) "a chronic multisystem granulomatous disease of unknown cause that primarily affects the lungs"..... anyways hard to explain but it's a better diagnosis than lymphoma for sure.... THANK YOU ALL sooo much for praying for Zach &amp;amp; chrissy and please continue to pray for them.....he still is not feeling well, is tired &amp;amp; weak.... and of course now they have a rather large (i imagine) hospital bill to pay for. He was supposed to start on the treatment today i believe. The treatment for this disease is steroids...if they don't work (after a year i think) he'll have to have chemo. So, please keep them in your prayers! Thank God for hearing &amp;amp; answering prayers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;There is tons more i could say.... school is okay...i'm surviving.... barely...lol... my life is pretty much school..... They made all of us 1st year students change to a different parking garage (rather than the Christ Hospital employee garage)..it's the Baldwin garage way down Dorchester across the road from Eden park....it's not that far but it's kinda out of the way for me.... we started parking there today, my friend lalia rode with me since it was the first day and all.... I think it's a nuisance but we only have to put up with it till June ... cuz then we will be 2nd year and the new 1st years will have to park there next year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dad &amp;amp; Craig both celebrated birthdays last week (the 8th and 10th, respectively).... My uncle Pat's birthday is tomorrow (st. patrick's day)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;There were some videos from my camera I wanted to post from our last trip to West Virginia.....I never got around to it but hopefully i will sometime....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well, that's all for now...this was meant to be an update on zach and nothing else, which is why it doesn't really update anything else much.... oh well...have a great week &amp;amp; great st. patrick's day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-3461902007122339651?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/3461902007122339651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=3461902007122339651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/3461902007122339651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/3461902007122339651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-on-zach.html' title='Update on Zach!!!'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-1736897439674225508</id><published>2009-03-02T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:06:55.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SayOjAmia9I/AAAAAAAAAfY/5NNRY9DrRKQ/s1600-h/zach+%26+chrissy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308774792871177170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SayOjAmia9I/AAAAAAAAAfY/5NNRY9DrRKQ/s320/zach+%26+chrissy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm writing this post for all of you who believe in the power of prayer! Those of you who I go to church with know some of this already, but not the details! We were visiting our family in West Virginia weekend before last and Sunday most of the family comes over for Sunday dinner. We hardly recognized my cousin, Chrissy's husband Zach! He had lost 80-100 pounds within a month or 2 w/o trying. He had been sick but they didn't know with what. They ran tests this week and found some problems, but weren't sure what exactly was wrong. Saturday they took him to a different hospital for more tests &amp;amp; a biopsy. We got the call around 8ish Saturday night. Lymphoma. Cancer of the Lymph Nodes. It was quite a blow to be honest, when mom got off the phone w/ my aunt &amp;amp; said "lymphoma" i just sank my head to the seat behind me (we were in the car) and let out a deep breath. Some people say this is an easy cancer to get rid of, some say it's BAD news! Zach is 24 years old, they just bought a house, have only been married 3 or 4 years, probably. My aunt is trying to get all the churches she can think of praying for Zach, so I am asking you all to pray as well, and if you want to pass this request along feel free. Pray for Chrissy as well as Zach, as this is very hard on her, having to work her job as well as go through this. I really just wish I could get the call saying he's cancer-free that a miracle happened, but I know God has a plan, and purpose for all this, after all there is a reason for everything. I hope that God's plan is to heal Zach, but I am praying for God's will to be done not mine. I hope you all will join me in this prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(i took the pic from Chrissy's facebook, it was probably taken before they were married, but I thought it was a good pic of them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thanks for praying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-1736897439674225508?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/1736897439674225508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=1736897439674225508' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/1736897439674225508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/1736897439674225508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/03/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray!'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SayOjAmia9I/AAAAAAAAAfY/5NNRY9DrRKQ/s72-c/zach+%26+chrissy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-4663758704776959506</id><published>2009-02-24T17:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:54:10.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concerning that last post..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Someone just told me that at the Gaither concert you can't find more than 2 seats together. I checked on ticketmaster, and could find up to 9 seats together (but they don't do group orders online) I have checked into this, but cannot get ahold of anyone at the Bank of Kentucky center tonight, I will call as soon as I can tomorrow and find out if there are big sections available, if not I apologize for blogging before I knew all the facts. On ticketmaster, the only tickets that were available were the most expensive which were $40 (so if we could get 12 tickets at group discount) it would be $32 dollars probably, but from what I could see there were no 20 or 30 dollar tickets left. Once again I apologize for the misunderstanding, and I'll get back with you all as soon as I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-4663758704776959506?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/4663758704776959506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=4663758704776959506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/4663758704776959506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/4663758704776959506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/02/concerning-that-last-post.html' title='Concerning that last post..'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-2846231839311174242</id><published>2009-02-24T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:27:39.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaither Concert Anyone???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SaSZj4vzZUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/GaZN21fdauo/s1600-h/signaturesound%2Bbarry%26bill.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306535102756644162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SaSZj4vzZUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/GaZN21fdauo/s320/signaturesound%2Bbarry%26bill.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;So, I know it has been a while since I posted, but I've been incredibly busy with school, and when I've had "free" time I have not spent it blogging. I do have stuff to write about and pictures &amp;amp; videos to post, which I will do eventualy. Let's just say this semester is definately a HUGE leap above last semester, in level of hardness (I know that isn't the proper gramatical way to say that).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Anyway, on to the point of this post. This pic above was to grab your attention, for those of you who only look at the pics. It's Bill Gaither w/ Signature Sound Quartet. March 28, it's a Saturday evening, at 6 pm, The Gaither Homecoming Tour People will be at the Bank of Kentucky Center at NKU.  There are 3 levels of ticket prices, $20, $30, and $40. I'm going with a friend of mine and his church is trying to get a group together.  If you have a group of 10 people you will get $2 off per ticket, plus 2 free tickets. We know of 7 so far that are going, but we need 12 (the 10, plus 2 more) at least. His pastor is going to announce it to his church tomorrow night, but they are wanting to order the tickets by this weekend. So with the 2 dollar discount, plus the money off for the free tickets (rather than 2 people getting in free we will just be getting more money off per ticket among ourselves) you will be getting $30 tickets for $22!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;If we can't get a group of 12 people, some of us will still be going, but paying the full $30. Some of the artists that will be there are: Gaither Vocal Band, Ernie Haase &amp;amp; Signature Sound Quartet, Gordon Mote, Ivan Parker, Janet Paschal, Lynda Randel, and Kevin Williams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;If any of you (or somebody you know) would like to go and join our "group" please let me know AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!!!! The money needs to be in by Sunday, so this is kinda short notice, I know. Please let me know via comments, emails, or text messages, calls if you have no other way to let me know. My email address is: &lt;a href="mailto:Princessdarla07@aol.com"&gt;Princessdarla07@aol.com&lt;/a&gt; my cell number is: 937-831-1149. Again, please let me know AS SOON AS POSSIBLE, if you want to go I'll give you the address of the person to send the money to, but he'll need it by Sunday, so it will have to be mailed by Friday probably unless somebody wants to give it to him, (he lives in Norwood). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I know most kids my age (holiness kids at least) don't listen to southern gospel, they listen to contemporary or not christian music at all. But I still like southern gospel, I feel i can worship more to southern gospel and am listening to it NOT for the beat and to "be cool" or "fit in". I know most southern gospel artists aren't holiness and don't have our standards, or livestyles, for that reason some preachers preach against them, if you fall under this category I'm sorry, disreguard this message.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;So, anyway, let me know ASAP, if you want to go but only if the tickets are $22, you can plan on going, send the money, and if they don't have 12 people, I'll make sure you are refunded your money! So, let me know, people! Thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-2846231839311174242?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/2846231839311174242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=2846231839311174242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/2846231839311174242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/2846231839311174242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/02/gaither-concert-anyone.html' title='Gaither Concert Anyone???'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SaSZj4vzZUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/GaZN21fdauo/s72-c/signaturesound%2Bbarry%26bill.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-5506918336850964309</id><published>2009-02-09T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T09:04:27.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SZBhYW4XLNI/AAAAAAAAAe4/sckekJxaIAQ/s1600-h/IMG_1192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300843832501808338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SZBhYW4XLNI/AAAAAAAAAe4/sckekJxaIAQ/s320/IMG_1192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today is my mommy's birthday. I'm not sure she'll even see this since she doesn't blog, she does read blogs sometime though, but she won't get it today since their computer is down right now, Anyway...the pic above is an OLD pic, from last year, way back when we had that snowstorm with a foot of snow on a weekend, remember? anyway yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I won't mention how old mom is, because you're not supposed to tell/ask a ladies age, and also, i'm not entirely sure! lol, i kinda lost track of mom &amp;amp; dad's ages...oops...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thanks mom for being a AWESOME mom! You're always there for me, and your not only my mother but your a great friend as well. Thanks for loving me &amp;amp; putting up with me, and havin fun with me....you probably know me as well as i know myself... your the best, hope you have the bestest birthday ever!!!&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/8002275283079134456-5506918336850964309?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/5506918336850964309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=5506918336850964309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/5506918336850964309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/5506918336850964309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mom!'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SZBhYW4XLNI/AAAAAAAAAe4/sckekJxaIAQ/s72-c/IMG_1192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-8568065512209316289</id><published>2009-01-18T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:04:36.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This morning an old friend from high school (I know that makes it sound like ages ago, haha) tagged me in 2 pics on Facebook. So, i looked at all of the pics from her high school days at ACA. So, after lookin at these pics it sent me back remembering things gone by. Memories are wonderful things. You can remember joy, excitement, and happiness, but also sadness and sorrow. A lot of times memories tend to make things seem better than they actually were, or bad things worse than they actually more. So for some things I remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I don't actually remember my Papa Hoschar (dad's dad) i do remember a few things about the summer we stayed with him when our house was moved onto our land however. I was about 3 i think. I remember playing cars on his front porch, driving my cars along his porch railing, and the cars falling in the bushes. Mom would tell my sister's to get my cars they'd say, "Why do we have to get them?" Mom would say, "Cuz she's too little".  I remember my sister push mowin my Papa's small city yard, and me following her with my bubble mower I got for my 4th birthday.  My Papa apparently had hours of prayer &amp;amp; devotions in the mornings, I remember peeking through the keyhole of his bedroom trying to see him, one morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More recent things (these are NOT in order)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I remember tons of walk a thons at LBA&lt;br /&gt;-I remember (perhaps) my first day of school ever. Walking into the classroom with my mom, and Mrs. Patti Cox (the kindergarten teacher at the time) saying "wow she already found her seat" or something to that affect (because i found my desk right away&lt;br /&gt;-I remember in 4th grade being embarrased to death when the boy I liked announced to our whole tables (the desks were in groups of 4 or something) that we liked each other.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember the first boy I ever liked, and he liked me. I was 4, he was 5.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember my first day of high school &amp;amp; my first day at GBS! I was SOO scared, I was like shaking. Dad walked me up to the high school floor. And stayed with me, until I saw people I knew (Tara Campbell &amp;amp; Sandra Holden)&lt;br /&gt;-I remember finding out that I was going to be an aunt for the first time&lt;br /&gt;-I remember the day September 11, 2001. I was in junior high at LBA. They didn't tell us what happened, but they brought a memo in from the office &amp;amp; our teacher, Mrs. Burkett gasped when she read it. We were guessing all kinds of things- a schoolwide lice epidemic, a war, etc. Then, kids started going home early. 9/11/01 didn't affect me all that much, since i was only 12 and didn't even know what the twin towers were.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember the eve of the first Bush election, staying up listening to 700 WLW &amp;amp; Billy Cunningham (who was at that time for "Georgey Bush")&lt;br /&gt;-I remember saying "If Bush wins I'll run around the outside of our house 20 times, shouting" (Pretty sure i never did that)&lt;br /&gt; -I remember when I went to Bush rally the day before the 2nd election. That was SOO exciting (and the most awake i've ever been at 5 am)&lt;br /&gt;-I remember when I heard that Sedona had been born. I was at my sister Tonya's house in N.C. &amp;amp; it was like 4 am. Needless to say, neither me nor tonya could sleep after that.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember the going away party we had at LBA for long-time 2nd grade teacher, Miss Peteroti (and i remember when i was in Kindergarten or 1st grade thinking her name was Miss Pepperoni)&lt;br /&gt;-I remember how in 3rd grade, I could never get the list of seat work (aka busy work) done.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember in 4th grade on my "Ohio" project getting a "103" because I put "too much effort" into it and another girl got "105"&lt;br /&gt;-I remember in 6th grade, our teacher letting us make prank calls on her cell phone during class.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember the same teacher getting mad at us and slamming the yard stick on the overhead projector and breaking it (the projector) before leaving the room.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember in 6th grade, the only time i got in trouble. One morning before school I found a hashbrown in my desk, I asked my good friend, Tara C, what i should do with it, "Put it in Jason's locker" I did. He put it in Garrett's locker. I got in trouble, "not because i did a joke but because it carried". I remember standing on the walk at recess (the punishment) and almost crying when another teacher asked "why in the world are you here for?"&lt;br /&gt;-I remember the many pilgrim/indian dressup days at LBA, when in the younger years I usually dressed as a cowgirl or indian, when i got older i came as a pioneer (cuz i loved the long flowy dresses)&lt;br /&gt;-I remember arriving at many LBA christmas programs in the standard Christmas Program Black Skirt &amp;amp; White Shirt, and being SOO proud to be a LBA student.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember how our class was known as the "most spiritual" class at LBA &amp;amp; also how the first kid to ever get kicked out of LBA was in our class.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember when my aunt had my cousin (now 11 y/o) going back to see him. She promised me i could hold him all day the next day but in the night he turned blue and had to be taken to the hospital&lt;br /&gt;-I remember locking my sis &amp;amp; one of her former bfs out on the back deck once ages ago&lt;br /&gt;-I remember when my sister's got married (in June &amp;amp; September 2001)&lt;br /&gt;- I remember not crying at all through my sister, Tonya's (first one to get married) wedding, reception, or cleaning up the church afterward until I read a letter she wrote us (on the way home) that made everyone cry, including me.&lt;br /&gt;- I remember the night I heard that Glen Payne, from the Cathedrals, had died.&lt;br /&gt;- I remember the many trips to "Rite Aid" with my oldest sis Jess, after she was out of high school &amp;amp; just working (she would always buy me tons of stuff). I remember sneaking a giant size Hershey bar in the cart, her buying it then getting mad at me that I didn't tell her about it.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember the Christmas Dinner at church when Bill (now my brother in law) had asked our pastor's wife to seat us at our table (he was just beginning to "date" "like" whatever, my sis jess) we got there first and found his nametag was by dad's with a empty seat then Jess. I promptly moved his nametag next to Jessica's (we knew he didn't want to sit by dad)&lt;br /&gt;-I remember the evening after my freshman year, high school, awards ceremony. I hadn't expected to get any awards, but had placed 1rst or 2nd in every class. I remember then determining to keep it up &amp;amp; get valedictorian with 4.0 gpa.&lt;br /&gt;- I remember when i found out i had made an A- in either choir or computer in high school. I cried all the way home (because A- was NOT 4.0) we got the situation fixed, however.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember all the morning's of NOT wanting to go to our high school choir PR services&lt;br /&gt;- I remember my 8th grade graduation, my relatives from W VA came in-cousin Joseph was sick, coughing, they gave him Benedryl or something &amp;amp; he slept the whole service&lt;br /&gt;-I remember the agony of waiting for Cam to be born (he was a week late)&lt;br /&gt;-I remember the sadness &amp;amp; disbelief when I learned a beloved (to everyone) teacher GBS high school was leaving (end of JR year)&lt;br /&gt;-I remember the shock &amp;amp; sorrow when I found out my K-8 principal, Mr Dean Truesdale was in the hospital and later passed away&lt;br /&gt;-I remember a dear, old lady from church whom I always called "Grandma". I also remember when she died, a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;-I remember playing Army, McDonalds, Christmas and much more with Stephanie Jowers (Arnold)&lt;br /&gt;- I remember the years and years of carpooling to LBA with Margaret Jowers &amp;amp; Stephanie.&lt;br /&gt;- I remember later on when Daren Berkebile &amp;amp; Nate Jarasat joined our carpooling.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember the sadness when in 5th grade my best friend that whole year, the last week of school told me "I'm tired of hanging out with you" and started hanging out with the most popular girl in the class.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember when (in high school) Craig (my brother in law) called us to let us know his mother had passed away (with cancer).  I remember traveling down to N.C. for the layout &amp;amp; funeral.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember high school graduation, it was soo hard to believe i actually made it &amp;amp; was graduating. It was so bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;- I remember senior trip. too bad our class had to wait that long to truly bond &amp;amp; grow close. I remember the evening devotional times we had on SR trip in our Gatliburg cabin.  I remember how i always went to bed before everyone else (who stayed up half the night)&lt;br /&gt;-I remember how in high school, i somehow always was friends with seniors, they would leave and i'd have to start over again the next year. I remember senior year my best friend was a non-GBS person. I remember the months of hurt when that person let me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;-I remember orientation week to GBS college. I was SOO scared I wouldn't make friends &amp;amp; didn't know many people. I remember the joy when i made a good friend. I remember the sadness &amp;amp; hurt when that friend abruptly changed towards me &amp;amp; let me down that next spring (what hurt worse was I had told her how much the friend my SR yr had hurt me and she did the exact same thing to me). These are "ancient" history now, but they are still huge memories for me that would be unfair to leave out seeing as how they helped me come to the person I am now.&lt;br /&gt;- I remember March of 08. when i got that letter from Christ College (of nursing...) and knew it said either i was accepted or rejected. I froze when i got it before opening it.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember all the preparation for nursing school. All the shots, DRs visits, CPR class, all the trips to the college for random things (uniform trying on, registration, meeting my advisor, pre registering, etc)&lt;br /&gt;-I remember the excitement when I learned another GBS girl (one my my bffs bff) was going to Christ College too.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember praying that summer for God to give me some good, true friends. (since all my best friends had either let me down &amp;amp; hurt me or just kinda drifted out of my life/losing touch, not seeing each other etc)&lt;br /&gt;- I remember the joy when i realized God had given me 2 really awesome totally different best friends.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember all the studying and schoolwork last semester&lt;br /&gt;-I remember how i didn't try as hard as I should have, but God still rewarded me&lt;br /&gt;-I remember all the prayer's that went out finals week &amp;amp; the happiness &amp;amp; joy i felt when i learned I had achieved my academic goals for that semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could list more, but you get the point. It has been a while since I last posted, but after posting TONS of Christmas posts not one person commented so i just didn't feel like posting. I do know some people read this however, 2 people who don't have blogs, told me they read this/or do when they have time. I know this is a different sorta post, but some of these things were floating through my head all morning, and i just had to get them out in writing. Thanks for reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-8568065512209316289?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/8568065512209316289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=8568065512209316289' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/8568065512209316289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/8568065512209316289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/01/reminiscing.html' title='Reminiscing...'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-4021470102124205844</id><published>2009-01-04T13:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:02:52.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost forgot-the pic of my pic!!</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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEjvrzYCJI/AAAAAAAAAes/6rZZ1AxC0HQ/s1600-h/IMG_2286.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEjvrzYCJI/AAAAAAAAAes/6rZZ1AxC0HQ/s320/IMG_2286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287546739628705938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I almost forgot! Here is the pic of the picture I got for Christmas. It's in a mat &amp;amp; frame but i zoomed in so you could see the details better. I described it in an earlier post so I won't now. If you want to see it better just click on it to see it big.&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/8002275283079134456-4021470102124205844?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/4021470102124205844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=4021470102124205844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/4021470102124205844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/4021470102124205844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/01/almost-forgot-pic-of-my-pic.html' title='Almost forgot-the pic of my pic!!'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SWEjvrzYCJI/AAAAAAAAAes/6rZZ1AxC0HQ/s72-c/IMG_2286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-6201213681280268169</id><published>2009-01-04T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T12:57:23.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My last Christmas Post- A few random pics</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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEhPz67w9I/AAAAAAAAAek/0-G3vXduJfs/s1600-h/IMG_2360.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEhPz67w9I/AAAAAAAAAek/0-G3vXduJfs/s320/IMG_2360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287543993028821970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I bought dad that shirt for Christmas. Didn't know if he'd wear it but I liked it. He put the hat on (he got at a flea market) and got one of his guns to make this goofy pic to send to Jose (a friend in Mexico)&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEg510k8gI/AAAAAAAAAec/X-jxgULZJ_8/s1600-h/IMG_2364.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEg510k8gI/AAAAAAAAAec/X-jxgULZJ_8/s320/IMG_2364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287543615581909506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At Jess n Bill's the Tuesday after Christmas. Cam in his big gift from his mommy n daddy and Bill's parents (i think)&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEgxNw-DQI/AAAAAAAAAeU/srE02KATmk8/s1600-h/IMG_2369.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEgxNw-DQI/AAAAAAAAAeU/srE02KATmk8/s320/IMG_2369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287543467390405890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My 2 cuties wearin the shirts i bought them for Christmas. I bought Sedona a Wall-E shirt. I also bought the kids each a little "Mack" truck (from "Cars") with 3 cars on it. You can't tell that Brice is almost 2 years younger than Cam in this pic can you? lol, cuz Cam is so tiny &amp;amp; brice, let me just say, he LOVES to eat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that finishes my Christmas posts! Finally. so now, when I go back to school all i have to worry about is posting new stuff that happens!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years-we didn't do much. The week after Christmas Tonya stayed with us since Craig was gone on a trip all week. That was pretty fun. but we didn't really do anything for New Years Eve. New Years day we went up to Wilmington and ate at a buffet that dad(and us) really like &amp;amp; did a lil shopping (in the few stores that were open)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's all for now. hope you enjoyed all many posts and pics, hope i didn't overwhelm yaal. I have to leave in...2 hours for church and i need to practice piano &amp;amp; pack the rest of my clothes to take back down to my apt tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me this week if you think about it. I start school Monday, and have classes Monday,Tuesday,Thursday, and clinicals on Wednesdays. I was looking at the syllabi onlin this afternoon and it seems that this semester is going to be a LOT harder so any prayers i would be grateful for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-6201213681280268169?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/6201213681280268169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=6201213681280268169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/6201213681280268169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/6201213681280268169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-last-christmas-post-few-random-pics.html' title='My last Christmas Post- A few random pics'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SWEhPz67w9I/AAAAAAAAAek/0-G3vXduJfs/s72-c/IMG_2360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-4908802227217394280</id><published>2009-01-04T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T12:47:23.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SWEfz4rwL-I/AAAAAAAAAeM/BNFOqbQ671U/s1600-h/IMG_2353.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEfz4rwL-I/AAAAAAAAAeM/BNFOqbQ671U/s320/IMG_2353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287542413759360994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sedona &amp;amp; Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEfmhcnCEI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uVtGJSOjZAI/s1600-h/IMG_2354.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEfmhcnCEI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uVtGJSOjZAI/s320/IMG_2354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287542184183531586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cam with a gift that he had really wanted!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEfZP1IHmI/AAAAAAAAAd8/V762x3cRUDg/s1600-h/IMG_2355.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEfZP1IHmI/AAAAAAAAAd8/V762x3cRUDg/s320/IMG_2355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287541956116225634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brice with 2 of his favorite gifts. Baby bottle pop &amp;amp; mop&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEfNf1ci7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/yj9XKZ1022Q/s1600-h/IMG_2356.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEfNf1ci7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/yj9XKZ1022Q/s320/IMG_2356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287541754254101426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sedona opening her gifts beside Papa&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/8002275283079134456-4908802227217394280?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/4908802227217394280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=4908802227217394280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/4908802227217394280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/4908802227217394280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-christmas.html' title='More Christmas'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SWEfz4rwL-I/AAAAAAAAAeM/BNFOqbQ671U/s72-c/IMG_2353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-3635667316513133315</id><published>2009-01-04T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T12:40:42.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Pics</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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEau1BnHvI/AAAAAAAAAds/sleoCJSRomQ/s1600-h/IMG_2344.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEau1BnHvI/AAAAAAAAAds/sleoCJSRomQ/s320/IMG_2344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287536829319814898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All the gifts while they were spread out (when we were organizing them) I had to take this pic to prove how much we had under that tree!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Christmas-es past when my sister's were home Tonya was always the one to wake us ALL up. she was always the most excited about Christmas. Mom says when Tonya was little she would unwrap things throwing paper over both shoulders while Jess would take her time &amp;amp; try to not rip the paper. Well, now that the girls are gone, it's just mom, dad, and me on Christmas mornings. This year we just set a specific time to open gifts, to allow mom enough time to get dinner on. So we got up and got ready. The big part was diggin out ALL the gifts under the tree to find ours. After we did that we put the rest back, and started unwrapping, taking turns, mom, dad, me, etc. we actually didn't take any pics while unwrapping, sorry, and i didn't actually take a pic of all my stuff either, sorry again. Dad took a pic of me with stack of gifts before i opened them but it was a bad pic (= not posting it). I did get a lot of nice stuff though. Mom &amp;amp; Dad cut down on their spending this year, but you never would have known it to look at all the stuff I got. Mom &amp;amp; Dad gave me a choice earlier in the year between something that I would "really like" or something I needed, becuase the couldn't get them both. Well, of course i chose the something i would like, because just getting something you need isn't as fun. Well the thing they had in mind (a hammered dulcimer) was more expensive than they thought, so they didn't get one. But when we were in Tennessee for vacation this summer we were in a lil christian bookstore and there was a really cool pic i liked, but it was too expensive. I LOVE patriotic stuff if yaal don't know and my room at home is decorated in it. It was a pic of Jesus with the symbols of America &amp;amp; Christianity, and he's crying. I REALLY liked this pic when i saw it, so i told my parents when they went back down just the 2 of them in like November or something if they still  had it they could get it for me for Christmas. well, i really didn't think i would get it, but sure enough I unwrapped it on Christmas. Oh, and the thing i needed, i got that too (since they couldn't get the dulcimer). So anyways yeah, later Christmas morning, Tonya &amp;amp; Craig came out, then Jess, Bill, &amp;amp; the kids. We ate lunch. Then after lunch was over &amp;amp; at least cleared off the table we went 2 the living room for round 2 of gifts. we decided to do all the kids (sedona, cam, brice) first and get that cleaned up then the adults would go around and open ours. So, I helped Brice open his gifts. He loved the little packs of hotwheels (out of all the big things he liked the little things) also, tonya bought the kids a baby bottle pop sucker to go with what she bought them and that was another favorite of Brice's. That and a cheap toy mop mom picked up for Brice somewhere. Lol. After that we unwrapped our gifts, I got a "nursing" desk calender &amp;amp; perfume from jess n bill, and 2 shirts from tonya n craig. after that i pretty much played with the kids the rest the day I think. It was a good Christmas overall! :)&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SWEamK6ZiKI/AAAAAAAAAdk/yWNAU6lR1Po/s1600-h/IMG_2345.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEamK6ZiKI/AAAAAAAAAdk/yWNAU6lR1Po/s320/IMG_2345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287536680576321698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom's stack of gifts from me &amp;amp; dad&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEaGINfkgI/AAAAAAAAAdc/1v4BoY3Y7qQ/s1600-h/IMG_2347.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEaGINfkgI/AAAAAAAAAdc/1v4BoY3Y7qQ/s320/IMG_2347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287536130095288834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tonya &amp;amp; Craig&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEZ5uHZPbI/AAAAAAAAAdU/DI1VPIT504M/s1600-h/IMG_2348.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEZ5uHZPbI/AAAAAAAAAdU/DI1VPIT504M/s320/IMG_2348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287535916931956146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cam (before dinner)&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEZvodCTgI/AAAAAAAAAdM/quMdb4-FuOQ/s1600-h/IMG_2349.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEZvodCTgI/AAAAAAAAAdM/quMdb4-FuOQ/s320/IMG_2349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287535743613423106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 lil cuties on Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEZk0zBdDI/AAAAAAAAAdE/QCXn2TlGgIY/s1600-h/IMG_2350.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEZk0zBdDI/AAAAAAAAAdE/QCXn2TlGgIY/s320/IMG_2350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287535557948306482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waiting patiently for dinner so they can get their gifts afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEZQQYUwCI/AAAAAAAAAc8/mCKCF3usle8/s1600-h/IMG_2351.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEZQQYUwCI/AAAAAAAAAc8/mCKCF3usle8/s320/IMG_2351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287535204575264802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had Sedona sit on a can of that popcorn that they have out at christmas ya know with the 3 kinds in it?? well, dad got some as a gift from some parts people he uses (for work) so i had her sit on that in front of the fire&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/8002275283079134456-3635667316513133315?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/3635667316513133315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=3635667316513133315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/3635667316513133315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/3635667316513133315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-pics.html' title='Christmas Pics'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SWEau1BnHvI/AAAAAAAAAds/sleoCJSRomQ/s72-c/IMG_2344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-2810415785289511947</id><published>2009-01-04T11:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T12:13:50.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's been a tradition in my family as far back as i can remember to give stockings on Christmas Eve night. Usually we buy candy/mints/gum and other little gifts pens/notepads/chapstick etc. Since my sister's got married, obviously just dad mom and I do it now. The first few years after the girls got married they bought mom's stocking stuff (mom buys mine and dads). The past few years however, I have bought mom's. The past 2 years I think i went with my sis tonya shopping for mom's stocking stuff, because 1-i don't like shopping alone and 2- i wouldn't know what all to get. So this year on Tonya's last school day before Christmas Friday, Dec 19 (she got out at noon) i drove down and picked her up and we went shopping all afternoon. She's a faster gift wrapper than me, so we wrapped most of mom's stocking stuff and half of mom's gifts from me &amp;amp; dad. Lol.  When i was little I would beg to open a gift on Christmas Eve &amp;amp; my parents would let me. Now that I'm older i'd rather just save them till Christmas day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SWEWJfYNh7I/AAAAAAAAAc0/MRpsTefkeKA/s1600-h/IMG_2330.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEWJfYNh7I/AAAAAAAAAc0/MRpsTefkeKA/s320/IMG_2330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287531789807355826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My stocking &amp;amp; gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEV99d8i1I/AAAAAAAAAcs/OnzGu335yrE/s1600-h/IMG_2331.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEV99d8i1I/AAAAAAAAAcs/OnzGu335yrE/s320/IMG_2331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287531591726041938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Dad's stocking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEVwaVTvNI/AAAAAAAAAck/fo3ES7JzJFM/s1600-h/IMG_2332.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEVwaVTvNI/AAAAAAAAAck/fo3ES7JzJFM/s320/IMG_2332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287531358956272850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somehow, I didn't get a pic of mom's stocking, well i did but it must have gotten deleted. Anyways this is mom's pile of stocking gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SWEVdgeZRXI/AAAAAAAAAcc/RUbTVoOobro/s1600-h/IMG_2333.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEVdgeZRXI/AAAAAAAAAcc/RUbTVoOobro/s320/IMG_2333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287531034187482482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad's gifts. It doesn't look like a lot since they're all piled together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEVRDgPKRI/AAAAAAAAAcU/kUy7MVv8QuI/s1600-h/IMG_2335.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEVRDgPKRI/AAAAAAAAAcU/kUy7MVv8QuI/s320/IMG_2335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287530820252150034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My gifts. It looks like i got the most since i spread them all out but i think mom actually got the most, by 1 or 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEVGkGF85I/AAAAAAAAAcM/kPEx40t8egU/s1600-h/IMG_2339.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEVGkGF85I/AAAAAAAAAcM/kPEx40t8egU/s320/IMG_2339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287530640022303634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Self-portrait I took in front of the tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEU8aspFfI/AAAAAAAAAcE/wUbPTECyW_M/s1600-h/IMG_2340.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEU8aspFfI/AAAAAAAAAcE/wUbPTECyW_M/s320/IMG_2340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287530465700943346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In one of his sermon's our associate pastor mentioned a family in an illustration that you couldn't see the bottom 2 feet of their tree they bought so many presents. well, when he said this mom &amp;amp; me smiled at each other, cuz that was about the case with us. LOL. This might not look like a lot, but i stuffed all them gifts under there, and let me tell you there were gifts all around, under, behind the tree stacked up pretty solid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEUvdFNGWI/AAAAAAAAAb8/7n9Mb06Zz_I/s1600-h/IMG_2342.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEUvdFNGWI/AAAAAAAAAb8/7n9Mb06Zz_I/s320/IMG_2342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287530243002538338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The end result of mom &amp;amp; Tonya's hard work on Christmas Eve. 8 pies: 3 peanut butter, 2 apple, 2 pumpkin, and 1 cherry :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-2810415785289511947?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/2810415785289511947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=2810415785289511947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/2810415785289511947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/2810415785289511947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-eve-stuff.html' title='Christmas Eve Stuff'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SWEWJfYNh7I/AAAAAAAAAc0/MRpsTefkeKA/s72-c/IMG_2330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-5025508077779637257</id><published>2009-01-04T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T11:55:35.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Christmas Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Here are a few pre-Christmas pics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SWEMshQI-0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/6PlcMtdYdf0/s1600-h/IMG_2261.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEMshQI-0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/6PlcMtdYdf0/s320/IMG_2261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287521396489517890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Christmas tree a few weeks before Christmas&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEMZmktgqI/AAAAAAAAAbs/xrmEfbXf70M/s1600-h/IMG_2278.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEMZmktgqI/AAAAAAAAAbs/xrmEfbXf70M/s320/IMG_2278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287521071500460706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our very Christmasey living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most years mom and dad buy each other some small stuff, but dad usually buys something big for mom.This year they decided to buy "each other" a big electric fireplace. Dad has always loved fireplaces&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but we've never had one. So they bought this big one, it looks really nice in the living room, it can give off heat, and looks like a real fire w/o all the mess of a real one (it's also easier just to turn it off, lol). I was going to post pics of the living room before and after, but gave up looking for before pics, so sorry.  Also, mom and dad put their money the church gave them for Christmas together and bought a nice light for the dining room. We just had a plain light on the ceiling before. It's amazing what a difference just 1 little light will make in a room, Again i gave up looking for "before" pics so just imagine what the room looked like! lol. Anyways this stuff was bought and "installed" (by dad) before Christmas hence the blog title "before christmas stuff"&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEMNPxFSMI/AAAAAAAAAbk/J92SiahgdiI/s1600-h/IMG_2279.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEMNPxFSMI/AAAAAAAAAbk/J92SiahgdiI/s320/IMG_2279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287520859219904706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fireplace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEMCpp2Z_I/AAAAAAAAAbc/lIeK2YN9078/s1600-h/IMG_2282.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEMCpp2Z_I/AAAAAAAAAbc/lIeK2YN9078/s320/IMG_2282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287520677190330354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our Pretty dining room table with the new light&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/8002275283079134456-5025508077779637257?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/5025508077779637257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=5025508077779637257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/5025508077779637257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/5025508077779637257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/01/before-christmas-stuff.html' title='Before Christmas Stuff'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SWEMshQI-0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/6PlcMtdYdf0/s72-c/IMG_2261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-1575056911812112824</id><published>2009-01-04T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T11:17:40.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Pics-Thanksgiving (i know, i know)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SWEJWiArVDI/AAAAAAAAAbU/FvZjxHhgimQ/s1600-h/IMG_2263.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEJWiArVDI/AAAAAAAAAbU/FvZjxHhgimQ/s320/IMG_2263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287517720201090098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The view from one of my kitchen window's in my apartment. Lovely, I know. Lol, I'm on the top floor so... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So, I know I'm quite late in posting this, sorry! Lol. I was saving pics on the computer from my camera, when i discovered these pics, so i decided to post them. They're all from Thanksgiving with the exception of the top one. Thanksgiving, we celebrated at my house with my parents, and oldest sis, Jess, Bill, and their kids. My other sis was in N.C. with her husband's family for the holiday, and also for Craig's brother's wedding that weekend. So here are the pics. Sorry they're so late! lol. but i thought i should post Thanksgiving before Christmas.&lt;/span&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEI4YXw-aI/AAAAAAAAAbM/XmOjDiKoVg4/s1600-h/IMG_2228.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEI4YXw-aI/AAAAAAAAAbM/XmOjDiKoVg4/s320/IMG_2228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287517202217499042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day before Thanksgiving Jess came out with the kids. This is Cam in my room with my disco ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SWEIrxpav6I/AAAAAAAAAbE/aMDit7wkv_c/s1600-h/IMG_2236.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEIrxpav6I/AAAAAAAAAbE/aMDit7wkv_c/s320/IMG_2236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287516985664126882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The table with all the food&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEIgy9eQgI/AAAAAAAAAa8/-W-YVq0WqBs/s1600-h/IMG_2238.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEIgy9eQgI/AAAAAAAAAa8/-W-YVq0WqBs/s320/IMG_2238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287516797038117378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lookin at a book at the table b4 dinner&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEIQdCTb0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/Co06BxwiNTA/s1600-h/IMG_2239.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEIQdCTb0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/Co06BxwiNTA/s320/IMG_2239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287516516274892610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cam, in mommy's chair, waiting for dinner&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEH313zRPI/AAAAAAAAAas/T6VtXzDX7KI/s1600-h/IMG_2240.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEH313zRPI/AAAAAAAAAas/T6VtXzDX7KI/s320/IMG_2240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287516093444998386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Glaring at me... lol&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEHhNDpu4I/AAAAAAAAAak/Kcg8R37Yf1g/s1600-h/IMG_2246.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEHhNDpu4I/AAAAAAAAAak/Kcg8R37Yf1g/s320/IMG_2246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287515704531729282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cam eating &amp;amp; playing with cars :)&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEHRThiQTI/AAAAAAAAAac/upTlWu75aY0/s1600-h/IMG_2248.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEHRThiQTI/AAAAAAAAAac/upTlWu75aY0/s320/IMG_2248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287515431389774130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That afternoon. I took this pic while i was holding him, i thought his expression was cute!&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEHDOiRrgI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ZNvSJwJ--XA/s1600-h/IMG_2250.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEHDOiRrgI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ZNvSJwJ--XA/s320/IMG_2250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287515189532536322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; my lil cutie!&lt;/span&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEGxj_39PI/AAAAAAAAAaM/91yknnKDDos/s1600-h/IMG_2253.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEGxj_39PI/AAAAAAAAAaM/91yknnKDDos/s320/IMG_2253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287514886056178930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My sis wanted to have homemade ice cream, and it was cold outside so we made it in the kitchen. Brice decided to help push the ice down with the little stick thingy&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEGbbcHLqI/AAAAAAAAAaE/8RjiTUxofXQ/s1600-h/IMG_2255.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEGbbcHLqI/AAAAAAAAAaE/8RjiTUxofXQ/s320/IMG_2255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287514505801576098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then he wanted to help clean up the water he helped get up all over the floor&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEGO8xe2CI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/PC5IB3FuXM8/s1600-h/IMG_2257.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEGO8xe2CI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/PC5IB3FuXM8/s320/IMG_2257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287514291411277858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soo adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEF9v-jGUI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/E1AEL1kB1mU/s1600-h/IMG_2259.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/__63l-BufLmI/SWEF9v-jGUI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/E1AEL1kB1mU/s320/IMG_2259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287513995918645570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think this picture is precious of my mom holding Brice while they both are sleeping (Thanksgiving afternoon). Guess Thanksgiving tired Brice out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thanks 4 lookin at these pics even though they're a month late! Now, on to Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/8002275283079134456-1575056911812112824?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/1575056911812112824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=1575056911812112824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/1575056911812112824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/1575056911812112824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/01/old-pics-thanksgiving-i-know-i-know.html' title='Old Pics-Thanksgiving (i know, i know)'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SWEJWiArVDI/AAAAAAAAAbU/FvZjxHhgimQ/s72-c/IMG_2263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-4275188897769135967</id><published>2009-01-03T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T17:56:03.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School...ughh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, Monday I start school again. This break has gone by way too fast!!! I am DREADING school, but looking forward to it in the sense that I will be getting another semester behind me. I am also SCARED!!! Some people have said that this coming semester is our hardest semester, and someone who has been through the program told me it was the 2nd hardest semester. I only have 3 classes. Anatomy &amp;amp; Physiology 2 with lab, and 2 nursing classes-one is about math &amp;amp; drug administration, because we get to give out meds, the other is the main nursing class that i am really scared about. I would appreciate it if yaal would pray for me as you think about it. I know this semester is NOT going to be easy, and i can use all the prayer i can get! Thanks soo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester I get Fridays off instead of Mondays, so I can go home on Thursday afternoon instead of Friday afternoon, but i have to go back sunday night instead of monday night, which is REALLY gonna stink! Last year when i went 2 GBS i had to go back on Sunday nights, i got used to it, but i prefer goin back on Mondays. Oh well, at least I get one day off a week, and for that I am thankful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to post sometime this week when i get a chance about Christmas and all, maybe tomorrow afternoon if i think about it. If i don't post before i leave for my apartment I can't post the pics on mom's camera as well as mine, just be lookin for  a post soon (i need to post so i can be done with it before I get bogged down with work for this semester) and i know i'm always like a month behind everyone else posting stuff..haha, oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great Sunday everyone &amp;amp; thanks for your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-4275188897769135967?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/4275188897769135967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=4275188897769135967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/4275188897769135967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/4275188897769135967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2009/01/schoolughh.html' title='School...ughh...'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-2277952078805557945</id><published>2008-12-24T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:36:10.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more random pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SVKwZ-DdEQI/AAAAAAAAAZs/p6AyioFLKBU/s1600-h/IMG_2316.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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKwZ-DdEQI/AAAAAAAAAZs/p6AyioFLKBU/s320/IMG_2316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283479273059717378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One weekend we went to a Church of Christ up in Mount Orab (where i live) on  a Friday night for their living Christmas tree performance. This is a different and "exciting" happening for me, because we live 30 miles from our church, and never participate in any church functions out here. It was "interesting" lol. There was a little skit to start out with which was funny. then the Christmas tree. The tree itself was really pretty, it was all decorated as you can see from the pic, but it had colored &amp;amp; white lights that did different patterns etc that moved with the rythym of the music (enough to give a person with epilepsy a seizure, lol jk). But the singing...umm... lol the choir wasn't that bad actually, it's just the songs they chose. They did a few traditional Christmas songs, the rest.. well.. not our style. Oh, and the soloists (i'm not trying to sound harsh or mean just tellin yaal the truth), left a LOT to be desired, there was one girl that had a pretty voice, only problem was she sang flat. Anyway going to this made us appreciate our church, choir, and choir director - Rob Ryan, all that much more :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, This post began on Christmas Eve or whenever it was that I ambitiously started posting all this stuff to get caught up.  Right after posting the pics i had to go eat or something and ... yeah never finished it. I will post about Christmas later, but for now a few more random pics :) enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SVKwNHCAiTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/B7P5RV6GnOE/s1600-h/IMG_2317.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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKwNHCAiTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/B7P5RV6GnOE/s320/IMG_2317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283479052131273010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, I probably shouldn't post these 2 pics, but .. oh well..One Sunday we ate lunch at Tonya &amp;amp; Craig's apartment and spent the afternoon. Of course we all (mom, dad, me) brought changes of clothes so we wouldn't have to wear dress clothes all afternoon. Well, after dad changed back into his dress clothes when we were getting ready for church Sunday night, Craig decided to try dad's pants on! So the above pic is Craig with dad's pants on overtop of his, he took them off w/o unbuttoning them. Then he squeezed both of his legs into one of dads pant legs, the below pic. Ok, you might think we are weird, but it was funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SVKv_r1F64I/AAAAAAAAAZc/w2oKwx87h1s/s1600-h/IMG_2318.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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKv_r1F64I/AAAAAAAAAZc/w2oKwx87h1s/s320/IMG_2318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283478821491043202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKvye7hUCI/AAAAAAAAAZU/HlJfIajEu6g/s1600-h/IMG_2324.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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKvye7hUCI/AAAAAAAAAZU/HlJfIajEu6g/s320/IMG_2324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283478594690043938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our Church Christmas program was the evening of December 21. My niece Sedona who is 5, has NEVER had a speaking part in anything. She is just now starting to sing. Last year she sang with the other kids at her pre-school Christmas program, but that's all for school &amp;amp; church. She is in kindergarten this year, and she has grown up a lot, grown more mature, so she now sings in junior church and all. Well, she had a little verse to say in this year's program. We weren't sure if she would say it, because she can be STUBBORN! But she got up there and said her part, i was SOOO proud of her!! She did great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Well, that's all for this time, after interuptions I finally got this post done, sometime soon I need to post about Christmas Eve &amp;amp; Christmas! Have a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-2277952078805557945?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/2277952078805557945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=2277952078805557945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/2277952078805557945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/2277952078805557945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/12/few-more-random-pics.html' title='A few more random pics!'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SVKwZ-DdEQI/AAAAAAAAAZs/p6AyioFLKBU/s72-c/IMG_2316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-3497055522051550457</id><published>2008-12-24T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T13:48:18.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Christmas Dinner &amp; Pics of the fam</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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKnp6byuSI/AAAAAAAAAZM/a7u1gAZuNEM/s1600-h/IMG_2302.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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKnp6byuSI/AAAAAAAAAZM/a7u1gAZuNEM/s320/IMG_2302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283469651361315106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me with my FAV niece &amp;amp; FAV 5 year old!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, our church has an annual Christmas dinner, that's always usually a lot of fun. Food, Family, Entertainment. This year it was on Monday, and the week just happened to be my finals week from 1st semester nursing school. I had had a few finals the week before (1 skills, 1 lab, 1 lecture). I had 3 finals on finals week. 1 Tuesday, 1 Wednesday, 1 Thursday. The 2 I was worried about were the Tuesday &amp;amp; wednesday finals. See, I kinda had this goal of getting all A's except in A &amp;amp; P which i would accept a B (which i blogged about earlier). I knew I would have at least 2 A's and was pretty sure I would have 3 A's, but these 2 finals would pretty much determine whether I got an A or B in these 2 classes (one of which was A &amp;amp; P), see i was all on course towards my B in A &amp;amp; P, but the teacher gave us 2 extra credit assignments which helped my grade a TON and brought it up to a A. Well, the aforementioned lab final was in A &amp;amp; P and i did NOT do so hot. I knew to get an A in the class i would have to do REALLY good on the final (on Wednesday). My other class my biggest nursing class, i had a A in but just barely. So, I knew if i scored below a 92 (an A-) I would lose my A (-) in the class.  So, all this to say I was pretty stressed out &amp;amp; scared. I wasn't sure if i could go to the christmas dinner or not, but I eventually just decided to go. The dinner was a lot of fun. I sat at a table with my parents, oldest sis Jess, her husband Bill, their 3 kids, and Bill's parents. It was fun, of course i always enjoy bein around my lil kiddies, which yaal know by now i'm sure. Highlights..hmm.. well we sang the song "12 Days of Christmas" each table had either an object to hold up when their verse came and had to sing that little section alone like we got "2 turtle doves" Sis Eisenhart gave us 2 plastic turtles (closest she could find) and when the part came to "2 turtle doves" our table was supposed to stand up and sing it. Well, see, the only really outgoing person at our table was my dad. Mom, Jess, Me, Bill, Bill's parents are quiet. And of course the kids wouldn't help. So everytime it got to "2 turtle doves' dad stood up alone and sang. It got to be a humorous part of the song. He tried out different voices and at one point sang "1 turtle dove" because he was the only one singing. everytime it came to this we (mostly mom, me, jess, bill) DIED laughing. Guess you'd have to know our family to truly understand. Needless to say it was FUNNY &amp;amp; dad has since been teased about singing a "solo" in church by people at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, we're not much of a family picture taking family. The last "official" "studeo" picture (or whatever) of our family was probably... 16 years ago maybe. I was probably 3 or less yrs old. Not countin the pics taken at my sister's weddings. My grandma is a hard person to buy christmas presents for if you knew her you'd know why but i don't feel like going into it here, now. So i found a picture frame that said "family" at kroger and had about 10 different size slots for pics. My grandma loves pics and has tons of them all over her house, so i bought it. So, we decided to take "family pictures" at the dinner when we all would be together. I wanted one of me and the 3 kids, but by the time we went to take that pic Brice cried for his mommy and all we got was me and the 2 older kids. The pics are below go see :) .. oh one explanation, on the family pic we had Bruce Hutchison, a CRAZY funny guy take it. So that is the explanation why we are all laughing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if you all want to hear the end result of my finals or not, but since I started I may as well finish. Well, finals week i was SUPER stressed. I studied and studied for the nursing final over the weekend, and started getting ready for A &amp;amp; P. I was praying a lot about it, and my parents were too. I told them the exact time of my finals so they could be praying then for me, and they did. I took the nursing final, you know how it is after a exam, though i did okay but didn't know if i did good enough. Took A &amp;amp; P (it was 2 sections, 1 short answer, 1 questions) i remembere everything i studied for the short answer, but wasn't sure about the other questions. We did get a 5 pt bonus question though. and the Thursday final was easy. I found out.. Thursday I think how i did on nursing i made a.....94!!!!!!!!! I was SOO happy, it kept my grade at a 92 (just what i needed). I think it was Friday night... my parents had just gone to bed (at like 12:30 am) and i was headed to bed but wanted to check and see if A &amp;amp; P grades were posted yet. I went and looked and sure enough they were... i got a...99!!!!!!!!!!! I was SOOOOOO excited i got up, ran down stairs (in the DARK house with NO lights on) and banged on my parents door to tell them my good news!! with the lab final (that I did NOT GOOD on, my grade ended up a 92 (just what i wanted but hadn't even hoped for). the other test I got a 98 on, my class grade was like 96, 97 (somewhere around there) but i wasn't worried about that one. So, I am NOT at ALL trying to brag on myself, please understand that. I thank God for all His help to me this semester. I know I could NOT HAVE made it w/o him. He helped me do better than i deserved, and I know he helped me a ton of finals. Next semester I hear is a LOT LOT LOT harder. I only have 3 classes (2 nursing, 1 general- A &amp;amp; P 2, oh joy). My goal is till all A's. I am going to try to work a lot harder &amp;amp; start the semester off with better study habits. If any of you prayed for me this semester THANK YOU!!! and please pray for me next semester as i continue the adventure of nursing school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKndh6lBWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/J4qYh5AB3gA/s1600-h/IMG_2304.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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKndh6lBWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/J4qYh5AB3gA/s320/IMG_2304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283469438621123938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The "Hoschar" girls (used to be at least, lol) Me, Tonya, Jessica (L-R, youngest to oldest, and tallest to shortest)&lt;/span&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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKnQ52P_6I/AAAAAAAAAY8/FurOvkPAOaM/s1600-h/IMG_2306.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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKnQ52P_6I/AAAAAAAAAY8/FurOvkPAOaM/s320/IMG_2306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283469221707120546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My oldest sis Jess (12 yrs older than me) and her husband Bill &amp;amp; the 3 kiddies Sedona (5), Cam (3), Brice (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKnC7rrinI/AAAAAAAAAY0/LBL6P4wmtwE/s1600-h/IMG_2310.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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKnC7rrinI/AAAAAAAAAY0/LBL6P4wmtwE/s320/IMG_2310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283468981681490546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My middle sis (10 yrs older) Tonya &amp;amp; her husband Craig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKmv46AcgI/AAAAAAAAAYs/GdAvSSuaaZs/s1600-h/IMG_2307.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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKmv46AcgI/AAAAAAAAAYs/GdAvSSuaaZs/s320/IMG_2307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283468654518759938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The pic I wrote about above- me and the oldest 2 kids&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKmhME_VjI/AAAAAAAAAYk/F-4uFU_9Oq0/s1600-h/IMG_2308.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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKmhME_VjI/AAAAAAAAAYk/F-4uFU_9Oq0/s320/IMG_2308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283468401967060530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The family pic i explained about above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed this post. Be sure to look at all the others, and be looking for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a GREAT CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8002275283079134456-3497055522051550457?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/3497055522051550457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=3497055522051550457' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/3497055522051550457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/3497055522051550457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/12/church-christmas-dinner-pics-of-fam.html' title='Church Christmas Dinner &amp; Pics of the fam'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SVKnp6byuSI/AAAAAAAAAZM/a7u1gAZuNEM/s72-c/IMG_2302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-269180018706622211</id><published>2008-12-24T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T13:13:46.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano Quartet Concert Pics</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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKk4eAuHGI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Q_B5dwXlm_U/s1600-h/IMG_2291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SVKk4eAuHGI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Q_B5dwXlm_U/s320/IMG_2291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283466602894728290" border="0" /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Mrs. Miller after the recital (greatest teacher ever)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, I'm WAY behind on blogging and with the rush of Christmas tomorrow if I don't blog now i never will post it. So, I will be posting probably a series of posts with pics &amp;amp; words (lol, wow profound). So, look at them all plz :) .. First a few pics from the piano quartet concert/recital thing, that I posted the video of below.  I couldn't figure out how to type above the pic so the pic above is after the concert me and my piano teacher, Mrs. Martha Miller (everyone that reads this probably knows her but oh well, lol). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SVKkwp3a8TI/AAAAAAAAAYU/MPGdn6l3Svo/s1600-h/IMG_2284.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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKkwp3a8TI/AAAAAAAAAYU/MPGdn6l3Svo/s320/IMG_2284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283466468637995314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playin our first song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKkl3CoKoI/AAAAAAAAAYM/qnCXzVd9x4E/s1600-h/IMG_2285.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/__63l-BufLmI/SVKkl3CoKoI/AAAAAAAAAYM/qnCXzVd9x4E/s320/IMG_2285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283466283196099202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playin our 2nd song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for this one, be sure to read the rest&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/8002275283079134456-269180018706622211?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/269180018706622211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=269180018706622211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/269180018706622211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/269180018706622211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/12/piano-quartet-concert-pics.html' title='Piano Quartet Concert Pics'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SVKk4eAuHGI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Q_B5dwXlm_U/s72-c/IMG_2291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-2182097316075097825</id><published>2008-12-22T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T18:43:29.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano Quartet Concert- Ben Hur Chariot Race</title><content type='html'>So, a long time ago Mrs. Miller had a piano quartet concert/recital at GBS of all of her piano students (college &amp;amp; private). She asked me if I could be in it (time wise with school) and I told her I was sure I could find time to practice (this was way back in summer) so we started practicing. I was going to play with her, on the other piano 2 girls from my church, Lorna Truesdale &amp;amp; Natasha Hausman. So, eventually the concert came, i don't know when it was, some time in November I guess. It was a lotta fun. My sister videoed part of our Ben Hurr song, which was SOOO much fun. But she didn't know she was videoing for sure, and she quit before the really awesome end. Oh well, here it is. 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Old Happenings</title><content type='html'>Hey All! Like my title says, it's been a while. Life has just gotten SOO crazy busy!!! This week is finals week, the 2 hard ones were yesterday and today, so today i sit in relief. I have one more test, but's its just an exam I need to study for it (it's tomorrow) but i'm not worried about it. I know i'm behind in blogging and seriously i don't remember what all has happened, but I thought i would blog this, so when i go home for break i'll blog other stuff: thanksgiving, christmas banquet at church. So as not to overwhelm yaal with tons of new stuff... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime way back when it was WARM outside, we had  "bonfire". Actually it was just burning our brushpile, but Sedona wanted a "bonfire" so we obtainted a "burning permit" (stupid, we used to be able to just burn the stuff but now... oh well) anyways, and they (jess, bill, the kids) came out on a Friday night. So we burned the brush pile for the kids, ordered pizza, and Sedona spent the night. She's only spent the night maybe once before when she was REALLY, and they were in the hospital after Cam was born. It was interesting :) Sedona slept with me, and okay i have a queen size bed, but she had to sleep RIGHT up next to me, when i told her to scoot over she'd scoot over 2 inches... oh well. Saturday she helped Mama and Aunt Tonya paint a building Dad and craig built for the 4 wheelers etc (i never told yaal about the building, they build it from scratch, no kit or anything) it looks cool. anyways yeah ... umm that's about it. I'm trying to get out of my habit of writing a TON with every post, since yaal like pics not reading long posts. So, my last final is tomorrow and 8 am. then i will have 3 weeks of GLORIOUS freedom *sigh of relief*... so i'll post about Thanksgivin &amp;amp; the Christmas dinner sometime later.... Enjoy the pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brice,playing in the driveway. He LOVED the gravel!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUAU3CFNj0I/AAAAAAAAAYA/3ObugWxCmYk/s1600-h/IMG_2197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278241698962313026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUAU3CFNj0I/AAAAAAAAAYA/3ObugWxCmYk/s320/IMG_2197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Running around, he wouldn't cooperate to take a pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUAUpBZlRFI/AAAAAAAAAX4/9d0KmT1_GcA/s1600-h/IMG_2198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278241458261148754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUAUpBZlRFI/AAAAAAAAAX4/9d0KmT1_GcA/s320/IMG_2198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Brice walkin out into the field to see the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUAUezcIIKI/AAAAAAAAAXw/4ihs5cBq5e4/s1600-h/IMG_2204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278241282715033762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUAUezcIIKI/AAAAAAAAAXw/4ihs5cBq5e4/s320/IMG_2204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sedona cheesin with the cat/kitten we adopted for a while. well, it kinda just showed up so i fed it until dad got rid of it. It was simply called "kitty" although sedona wanted to name it "pluto"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUAUV9h0FKI/AAAAAAAAAXo/IpjyxmKblTM/s1600-h/IMG_2208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278241130804417698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUAUV9h0FKI/AAAAAAAAAXo/IpjyxmKblTM/s320/IMG_2208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Personally, i think this pic is adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUAUHGHLyWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/2ZKbgrpZ3bs/s1600-h/IMG_2209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278240875410606434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUAUHGHLyWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/2ZKbgrpZ3bs/s320/IMG_2209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The fire. This was after it died down a lil, it was HUGE when dad lit it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUATxEw6IzI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ee7GrBUZav4/s1600-h/IMG_2210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278240497091617586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUATxEw6IzI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ee7GrBUZav4/s320/IMG_2210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;headin back to the house, it's hard to walk and take a pic at the same time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUATe8ZXutI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/uqJwqS19hRo/s1600-h/IMG_2212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278240185607764690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUATe8ZXutI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/uqJwqS19hRo/s320/IMG_2212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I think he was laughing at me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUATSZKcV0I/AAAAAAAAAXI/--07XC396QQ/s1600-h/IMG_2213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278239969991481154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUATSZKcV0I/AAAAAAAAAXI/--07XC396QQ/s320/IMG_2213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ready 4 supper -pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUATEqhuyiI/AAAAAAAAAXA/YHK8ptwrj64/s1600-h/IMG_2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278239734134393378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUATEqhuyiI/AAAAAAAAAXA/YHK8ptwrj64/s320/IMG_2214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sedona with a "table" from the pizza box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUAS4i8zNHI/AAAAAAAAAW4/JyZ88kMoAOI/s1600-h/IMG_2215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278239525942015090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUAS4i8zNHI/AAAAAAAAAW4/JyZ88kMoAOI/s320/IMG_2215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ready 2 paint on Saturday. with my socks on and dad's tee shirt (he never wears short sleeves, but it's a shirt he got free at a transmission seminar or somethin...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUASwAeOojI/AAAAAAAAAWw/1C500jJRMBY/s1600-h/IMG_2217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278239379248030258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUASwAeOojI/AAAAAAAAAWw/1C500jJRMBY/s320/IMG_2217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sedona hard at work painting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUASjErL2jI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W1ptZlRaQFk/s1600-h/IMG_2222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278239157037816370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUASjErL2jI/AAAAAAAAAWo/W1ptZlRaQFk/s320/IMG_2222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;you should have seen that brush when she was done! Lol... she went down lines then back up .. needless to say the brush went in the trash :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUASYeK6uFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/L7v08CYM284/s1600-h/IMG_2223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278238974903236690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUASYeK6uFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/L7v08CYM284/s320/IMG_2223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sedona and her lil section.. she worked till she fell backwards over a cement block. Lol. it didn't hurt her just gave her a few scrapes that went away after i washed them but of course she had to have bandaids so i guessed at the place of injury :) lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUAR68K_QXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xkPJRlPQwlo/s1600-h/IMG_2224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278238467560522098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUAR68K_QXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xkPJRlPQwlo/s320/IMG_2224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sedona painted all the lady bugs blue. Lol. guess she didn't know it would kill them... oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUARuzuH_3I/AAAAAAAAAWI/00yohymd5So/s1600-h/IMG_2226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278238259133546354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUARuzuH_3I/AAAAAAAAAWI/00yohymd5So/s320/IMG_2226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's all for this time. :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-8016334157239616836?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/8016334157239616836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=8016334157239616836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/8016334157239616836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/8016334157239616836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-while-old-happenings.html' title='It&apos;s been a while... Old Happenings'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SUAU3CFNj0I/AAAAAAAAAYA/3ObugWxCmYk/s72-c/IMG_2197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-4377851913520203457</id><published>2008-11-24T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:51:12.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW layout!</title><content type='html'>Hey! I figured out how to do a new blog layout/template thingy. So I have updated my blog for winter, although winter isn't really my favorite season, well it's NOT my fav season, prolly my worst, I thought the pic was pretty. In doing so I somehow deleted my pics &amp;amp; Blog list so i had to redo those as well, but i put up different pics. So let me know if you like the new look. I'll try to do a real post later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-4377851913520203457?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/4377851913520203457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=4377851913520203457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/4377851913520203457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/4377851913520203457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-layout.html' title='NEW layout!'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-8376283879155748402</id><published>2008-11-05T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:41:17.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Encouragement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SRH219YuBLI/AAAAAAAAAVo/t4rWMMSgcs4/s1600-h/flag2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265260846244562098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SRH219YuBLI/AAAAAAAAAVo/t4rWMMSgcs4/s320/flag2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Last night rather than stayin home alone and doin homework, I went over to election celebration at GBS to watch the election results come in. At first it was exciting, because Mccain got some states, but then.. well yaal know what happened. I left around 10 because i had 7 am clinicals today. I shouldn't have been surprised about who won, but I was trusting God and had prayed for a LONG time about this election and our country in general. Nevertheless, the worse happened. This week seems to be EVERYTHING, the election, 2 tests, a paper due, my parents out of town on a mini vacation, so needless to say i'm just a little stressed. So, i got home from clinicals today and i was just SOO depressed and discouraged and upset about the election. I knew i would get nothing done if i stayed like that so i did what i normally when i feel like that, got my Bible out. Psalms and Proverbs are 2 of my favorite books. I just started reading through the passages I have underlined in Psalms, and started typing up the verses that were most encouraging to me, I printed them out and am going to hang on my fridge, alongside the 10 predictions no matter who gets in office, from Sis Eisenhart's blog. Yeah the next 4 years seem like it's taking forever, and they haven't really started yet, but GOD IS IN CONTROL NOT MAN!!! I thought I would share these verses with yaal so hopefully they will encourage you to. If some of the verses are slightly out of context, sorry, it's KJV, and some things actually mean different things than i think they do. Oh well, here they are, By the way i didn't even go all the way through Psalms, just a little but got a lOT of verses. Oh and don't forget to pray for America, Pres. Bush, Obama, and for revival in America!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have set the Lord always before me: because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved. Ps. 16:8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He delivered me from my strong enemy, and from them which hated me: for they were too strong for me. Ps. 18:17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help. Ps 22:11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the ends of the world shall remember and turn unto the Lord: and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee. Ps 22:27&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O my God, I trust in thee: let me not be ashamed, let not mine enemies triumph over me. Ps 25:2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though an host should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear: though war should rise against me, in this will I be confident. For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his pavilion: in the secret of his tabernacle shall he hide me: he shall set me up upon a rock. Ps 27:3, 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eyes of the Lord are upon the righteous, and his ears are open unto their cry. The face of the Lord is against them that do evil, to cut off remembrance of them from the earth. Ps 34: 15-16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Lord shall help them, and deliver them from the wicked, and save them, because they trust in him. Ps 37:40&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Through thee will we push down our enemies: through thy name will we treat them under that rise up against us. For I will trust in my bow, neither shall my sword save me. But thou hast saved us from our enemies, and hast put them to shame that hated us. Ps. 44:5-7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is our refuge and strength a very present help in trouble. Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;Ps 46:1-2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be still and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth. Ps. 46:10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee. In God I will praise his word, in God I have put my trust: I WILL NOT FEAR WHAT FLESH CAN DO UNTO ME. Ps 56:3-4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SRH0dB6iWWI/AAAAAAAAAVg/FQvouKuQlTU/s1600-h/flag1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265258218940160354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SRH0dB6iWWI/AAAAAAAAAVg/FQvouKuQlTU/s320/flag1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-8376283879155748402?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/8376283879155748402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=8376283879155748402' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/8376283879155748402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/8376283879155748402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-encouragement.html' title='Some Encouragement'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SRH219YuBLI/AAAAAAAAAVo/t4rWMMSgcs4/s72-c/flag2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-1354619957303140539</id><published>2008-10-29T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:58:23.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally a new post, with lotsa pics!!!! (Mccain/Palin rallly, the kids, W VA etc)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beautiful West Virginia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQjAQpdTsJI/AAAAAAAAAVU/znwlVux6xuI/s1600-h/IMG_2090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262667556821643410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQjAQpdTsJI/AAAAAAAAAVU/znwlVux6xuI/s320/IMG_2090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Exactly a week ago today, to the minute, I was standing in a HUGE line waiting for the doors to open to the McCain/Palin rally at Lunken Airport, Cincy. Many thanks to my friend, Piepie who informed me of the rally. She called me Monday night and left a message (since I missed the call) askin if I'd be interested in going and driving her. I was of course, but Wednesdays are my clincal days from 7 am to 1:30 pm and i was afraid i wouldn't be able to go. I was delighted to find out that the doors didn't open till 3:30 and the "show" didn't start till 5:30 and of course the 2 main people weren't supposed to show up till later. So, I decided to go. I got home from clincials and quickly changed clothes. Then me and Piepie headed out. I was a little worried about finding the right place once I arrived at the airport and i shouldn't have worried we were there nearly an hour an a half before the gates opened but there were already a LOT in line, plus more arriving, and tons of vendors of McCain/Palin items. I FINALLY found a place to park, me and Piepie bought buttons (see pic below) then started walkin towards the line, we stopped again to buy tee shirts (the Road to Victory Mccain Palin rally tee shirt) for only $5 each!! Finally we got into line and surprisingly the time passed quickly. The gates didn't open right at 3:30 (does anything happen on time?) but they did eventually then we went through security. We had to take off all buttons, metal items that we could. Turn on all electronics. and put our purses or bags down to be looked through, then walk through a metal detector thing. Yeah, i made it through w/o making the thing beep! lol :). We then walked into the hangar where the rally was held. We found a place to stand, pretty close to the front, when you look at the whole spectrum. lol. We were maybe 10-15 rows of tightly packed standing people back. My pics (below) make it look like we are way far away, but a lot of people who have pics that look closer were farther behind us they just must have cameras that zoom in more than mine. Oh well. We stood and stood and stood. My feet were KILLING me!!! They had just gotten un-sore (lol) from a 5+ mile walk i did the previous Satruday (the 18th) for Autism Awareness (for school). of course the thing didn't start on time. when it did some women who have some small political offices in Cincy talked then some guy talked (don't know who he was ) just enough to get us all rallied up and excited then they put on that stupid music that they played the whole 2 hours before the thing started, and made us wait, talk about a let down. FINALLY they showed, on the big screen, a plane landing. Once it got closer we could see the side of it, it proudly said "Mccain-Palin". So of course the crowd got SOOO excited, we waited and waited but no one got off, so back to the waiting game. Eventually country singer, Gretchen Wilson showed up with her band and sang "redneck woman" not my favorite singer or song, but oh well... then during her song they showed on the screen another plane landing this one with just "Mccain" on the side. we all got excited again. but this was the real deal. It took forever for all those secret service or whoever they were to get off but after what seemed like hours FINALLY John McCain and Sarah Palin (and spouses) accompanied by Rob Portman (i think) got off. I cannot tell you how excited that crowd was. I joined the rest in screamin at the top of my lungs for them, lol, it was SO FUN! Rob Portman introduced the first speaker, Cindy Mccain, after her SARAH then john mccain, then of course it was over. So i didn't get to meet them actually but i saw them and it was SO exciting. I went to a Bush rally in 2004 the day before the election, that was my first experience at anything like this and i LOVED, i was like one of Bush's biggest fans/supporters. this rally was totally different, i think the excitement level was MUCH higher and much more and louder screams at the Mccain rally, and it seemed like more people, but there was more entertainment at the Bush rally, it seemed like we walked in and didn't wait long and then everything started. oh well they both were awesome experiences. I've been wanting to go to a McCain palin rally after seeing everyone else's pics and am so glad i finally got the opportunity. see the pics below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Ok, what else. School has been ok. lately i've been getting overwhelmed and kind of depressed. I think I'm just ready for a break, I mean there was fall break, but how is 2-3 days a break when you have 2 exams and a project due right after it? I'm looking forward to thanksgiving break, but even more to Christmas Break!! YEAH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I went 2 west virginia since i posted last. It was SOOO much fun. My cousin, Sierra, was home on Saturday, she had a competetion but it got canceled. So we went 2 the flea market Saturday mornin, and went 2 walmart saturday night. SO MUCH FUN! we tried on halloween masks and etc and had just so much fun. ok i admit i didn't act my age, but hey it's all in fun. i didn't post any pics of the walmart trip or flea market cuz i got tired of posting pics and doubt many people read this or even care. but if yaal wanna see just let me know (in comments) and i'll post them sometime. sunday mornin was church, i LOVE their new pastor. they finally have a good man as their pastor! their last 2 pastors, have been not so great women. dad took us on a 4 wheeler ride that afternoon, that was fun like always. I did post a few pics below of my grandparents from our trip but that and the scenery pic above is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Fall Break, like i mentioned, was a few weeks ago. That Tuesday i went walmart shopping with mom, jess, and the kids, like we do in summer (they still do know, i just don't go) so that was fun i posted a few pics of the kids i got from that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Well, of course i could think of more but i'm sure you've read enough, or most prolly just skip the reading and look at pics. i should go anyway i have homework to do before tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Oh, Jess and bill &amp;amp; the kids r comin out Friday night we're gonna have a "Bonfire" because Sedona wants one, then sedona is spending the night, with me! fun stuff! lol should be interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Also, don't forget to VOTE Tuesday. Speaking of which, i went to bob evans saturday evening with my parents. i wore my Mccain Palin pin i got at the rally. the manager lady who seated us asked me after we were seated, "can i ask you a question?" "why are you voting for mccain" i got scared thinking she was gonna yell at me but she went on "I'm an undecided voter, trying to figure out who to vote for". so me and dad preceded to tell her a few reasons we were voting for him (most of them were anti obama stuff) so that was exciting that i got to "witness" for mccain! lol if i can even get 1 voter to vote for him from my pin my money was well spent. Our waitress (another lady) said that her son's room looks like a mccain headquarters. she said he has tons of Mccain signs that he has taken from different peoples yards. lol of course she said you have to take them back, how old is he? 7! you can tell it's an important election when even the little kids are talking about it. My sisters kindergarteners were asking the other day "who are you voting for?" everyone answered "McCain" except one. lol. You know i heard some people discussing the election Saturday at the table behind us at Skyline and it got me to thinking. they were obviously for mccain but they were sayin, you know it might very well be God's will for Obama to get in office, to turn America to it's knees. and i thought about that and it made SOO much sense. If he wins and results of that might make america turn back to God. Although, i support Mccain and do NOT want obama to win, and i will never call obama president fyi, he will always be "obama" to me, the thought that maybe, just maybe America might have a revival excited me. I mean we've been praying for God's will in this election. That he will put the best person, most conducive to revival can get in, right? i know i have. sometimes God works in mysterious ways, i guess we'll see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;oh well, on to the pics,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My grandpa (papa!!!) these are mom's parents by the way...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQi1bB06TrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/J1LfGCTeYkI/s1600-h/IMG_2063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262655640533880498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQi1bB06TrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/J1LfGCTeYkI/s320/IMG_2063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQi1KIKCO4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/oxKgNe8aSow/s1600-h/IMG_2065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262655350175316866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQi1KIKCO4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/oxKgNe8aSow/s320/IMG_2065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa again. He was sweeping the leafs and apples up in his yard, we were all scared he was gonna get stung, since like 50 million (slight exaggeration) bees were flyin around...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQi0-GvbtXI/AAAAAAAAAU8/pCKhU2c_KMA/s1600-h/IMG_2070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262655143636874610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQi0-GvbtXI/AAAAAAAAAU8/pCKhU2c_KMA/s320/IMG_2070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guess who taught Cam that fishy face?? Oh yeah!! i taught brice too, by the way...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQi0rb3YtsI/AAAAAAAAAU0/JXyWKILLh4s/s1600-h/IMG_2099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262654822889862850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQi0rb3YtsI/AAAAAAAAAU0/JXyWKILLh4s/s320/IMG_2099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't claim to be a great photographer, but i have to admit this is a REALLY cute pic! actually the pose was her idea, we were in her back yard and she just kept movin down the fence "take a picture here" "take a picture down here" and so on, i have more but this is the best.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQi0NXEz8uI/AAAAAAAAAUk/TdInSi1FVjQ/s1600-h/IMG_2105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262654306207920866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQi0NXEz8uI/AAAAAAAAAUk/TdInSi1FVjQ/s320/IMG_2105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awww he HAS to be the cutest lil guy ever!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiz633yb9I/AAAAAAAAAUc/qQDHobdLXVs/s1600-h/IMG_2109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262653988594151378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiz633yb9I/AAAAAAAAAUc/qQDHobdLXVs/s320/IMG_2109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My beautiful niece!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQizoFEKiXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/6t9_uSMzvF8/s1600-h/IMG_2111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262653665718208882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQizoFEKiXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/6t9_uSMzvF8/s320/IMG_2111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i just LOVE this pic of brice, adorable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQizbxxbyeI/AAAAAAAAAUM/DW5khBlbEbA/s1600-h/IMG_2112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262653454380943842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQizbxxbyeI/AAAAAAAAAUM/DW5khBlbEbA/s320/IMG_2112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some of the media at the rally. this was obviously shortly after the doors opened.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQizIv5rebI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ecD15gtztJU/s1600-h/IMG_2114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262653127461140914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQizIv5rebI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ecD15gtztJU/s320/IMG_2114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the front of the place. the place where people talked was a LOT closer than where the people up there were sitting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiy7AhKZdI/AAAAAAAAAT8/5t5QbA1b7Ak/s1600-h/IMG_2116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262652891403544018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiy7AhKZdI/AAAAAAAAAT8/5t5QbA1b7Ak/s320/IMG_2116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More front&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiysWmCj7I/AAAAAAAAAT0/gwh1NMx8LKg/s1600-h/IMG_2117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262652639631544242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiysWmCj7I/AAAAAAAAAT0/gwh1NMx8LKg/s320/IMG_2117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some of the crowd, I just held my camera in the air and snapped this pic. i didn't know how many people were there i didn't think it was THAT much, but dad told me the news said 10,000! lol i guess we were close 2 the front! haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiyd9gwh_I/AAAAAAAAATs/SyiedH-sbHE/s1600-h/IMG_2119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262652392380336114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiyd9gwh_I/AAAAAAAAATs/SyiedH-sbHE/s320/IMG_2119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp;amp; Piepie waiting for it to start. NOT a good pic of me but best i could do under the circumstances.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiyR3NP5EI/AAAAAAAAATk/IEe3q0B9hNg/s1600-h/IMG_2121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262652184529462338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiyR3NP5EI/AAAAAAAAATk/IEe3q0B9hNg/s320/IMG_2121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first plane (on the screen) that was our false alarm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiyCpgb8nI/AAAAAAAAATc/nQSX8MrJKxU/s1600-h/IMG_2128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262651923153810034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiyCpgb8nI/AAAAAAAAATc/nQSX8MrJKxU/s320/IMG_2128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gretchen wilson and band (she's the one in the middle, lol)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQixk8RXR_I/AAAAAAAAATU/nO4wPJ6EHBE/s1600-h/IMG_2130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262651412794787826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQixk8RXR_I/AAAAAAAAATU/nO4wPJ6EHBE/s320/IMG_2130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The REAL plane, SO exciting (on the screen)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQixXj8KZiI/AAAAAAAAATM/AHJ88SepeRc/s1600-h/IMG_2132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262651182925112866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQixXj8KZiI/AAAAAAAAATM/AHJ88SepeRc/s320/IMG_2132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you tell we were excited?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiw9HvPQNI/AAAAAAAAATE/bRyCTQHsv3U/s1600-h/IMG_2135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262650728678113490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiw9HvPQNI/AAAAAAAAATE/bRyCTQHsv3U/s320/IMG_2135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEAH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiwv0gKCrI/AAAAAAAAAS8/efe25Kl78Jo/s1600-h/IMG_2136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262650500176284338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiwv0gKCrI/AAAAAAAAAS8/efe25Kl78Jo/s320/IMG_2136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rob Portman , i think&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiwfCwVgvI/AAAAAAAAAS0/cyc-OOL1Qz0/s1600-h/IMG_2139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262650211944465138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiwfCwVgvI/AAAAAAAAAS0/cyc-OOL1Qz0/s320/IMG_2139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cool pic i got of the secret service dude, he actually looked at me :) lol. he got in the way of all our pics though *grr* oh well...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiwNeB7LKI/AAAAAAAAASs/LaLPx0gyZ-k/s1600-h/IMG_2142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262649910028348578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiwNeB7LKI/AAAAAAAAASs/LaLPx0gyZ-k/s320/IMG_2142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cindy mccain with todd &amp;amp; sarah in the background&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQivzmiUCBI/AAAAAAAAASk/94Sralu_YcE/s1600-h/IMG_2144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262649465635080210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQivzmiUCBI/AAAAAAAAASk/94Sralu_YcE/s320/IMG_2144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAR-AH SAR-AH SAR-AH was the cry....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQivjQosBQI/AAAAAAAAASc/7xLbx6-MPvw/s1600-h/IMG_2146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262649184878331138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQivjQosBQI/AAAAAAAAASc/7xLbx6-MPvw/s320/IMG_2146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah on the big screen. If you look behind her you can see Andrew Glick &amp;amp; 2 GBS girls (on either side of andrew)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQivLgUFoUI/AAAAAAAAASU/jlvuY-uTX5Y/s1600-h/IMG_2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262648776770036034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQivLgUFoUI/AAAAAAAAASU/jlvuY-uTX5Y/s320/IMG_2149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah!! the crowd loved Todd too btw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiu4XJxzfI/AAAAAAAAASM/uz4CNRJV8UM/s1600-h/IMG_2151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262648447893360114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiu4XJxzfI/AAAAAAAAASM/uz4CNRJV8UM/s320/IMG_2151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she's awesome!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiuV2v8MfI/AAAAAAAAASE/PDLtkV_2uik/s1600-h/IMG_2153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262647855079502322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQiuV2v8MfI/AAAAAAAAASE/PDLtkV_2uik/s320/IMG_2153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the Mccains...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQityZMQ26I/AAAAAAAAAR8/x5gARn7yeFQ/s1600-h/IMG_2156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262647245849811874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQityZMQ26I/AAAAAAAAAR8/x5gARn7yeFQ/s320/IMG_2156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The palins &amp;amp; cindy mccain sharing a laugh about something, i'm sure we were too i just don't remember what&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQitBsap4ZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/kij9C5I0M0g/s1600-h/IMG_2165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262646409196855698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQitBsap4ZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/kij9C5I0M0g/s320/IMG_2165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cool pic of Cindy Mccain with the flag behind her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQispPIANlI/AAAAAAAAARs/P1QE3tioZjE/s1600-h/IMG_2172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262645989017138770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQispPIANlI/AAAAAAAAARs/P1QE3tioZjE/s320/IMG_2172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John Mccain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQisNQ-y0rI/AAAAAAAAARk/WP7yX4i9G9I/s1600-h/IMG_2173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262645508479046322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQisNQ-y0rI/AAAAAAAAARk/WP7yX4i9G9I/s320/IMG_2173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the big screen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQir64aMKsI/AAAAAAAAARc/-H7MpVHHkao/s1600-h/IMG_2174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262645192645421762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQir64aMKsI/AAAAAAAAARc/-H7MpVHHkao/s320/IMG_2174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after i got home i tried to get a good pic of me with all the buttons but it didn't work so i just took a pic of them w/o me! lol. so you think 3 is enough plus the sticker?? lol... i wore a patriotic tee shirt too with a jacket...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQirn4gJ0cI/AAAAAAAAARU/8_G4Xn5N-cU/s1600-h/IMG_2180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262644866252919234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQirn4gJ0cI/AAAAAAAAARU/8_G4Xn5N-cU/s320/IMG_2180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, that's all for this time, it's off to homework i go. see yaal later, hope you've enjoyed. if anyone reads this some comments would be nice....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-1354619957303140539?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/1354619957303140539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=1354619957303140539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/1354619957303140539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/1354619957303140539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-new-post-with-lotsa-pics.html' title='Finally a new post, with lotsa pics!!!! (Mccain/Palin rallly, the kids, W VA etc)'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SQjAQpdTsJI/AAAAAAAAAVU/znwlVux6xuI/s72-c/IMG_2090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-8784602744822601197</id><published>2008-10-08T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T13:45:20.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I would blog, but....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, I've kinda been wanting to blog since it has been a little while, but i know that most people only look at the pics and skip the words, (much to my dismay of course i mean you type and type and type so other can read it, and all they do is scroll down to the pics) I've done it too i admit, but most of the time I read posts unless they're super long or boring! lol... So I took the pics you'll see below to capture yaals attention (I'll explain about them later).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My life has been same old same old. School, school, and..oh yeah school! Lol...School is pretty much the same, exciting news-next week is midterm! Halfway through this semester! Man, time does fly! On the down side of that i have 2 exams next week, 1 in Anatomy &amp;amp; Physiology, that I'm REALLY worried about because it's over EVERYTHING we've done so far and all our teacher told us was basically know and understand everything, so how're you gonna study that? The other exam is another NUR 120 (nursing), I'm not really worried about it, I know i need to get studying (i don't wanna keep puttin off studying till the night before) and yeah. On the up side though, next week is fall break or affectionately known by some of us as "fall pause" because we only have Monday and Tuesday off! But since Tuesday there is no clinicals i have wednesday off as well, since they can't have Wed. clinicals w/o Tues. clinicals! So what am i gonna do over this small break you might ask? well, let's see, study for my 2 exams and do a nutrition project/paper that is due the week after next. FUN i know...but hey, it's got to be done! About the nutrition project, I know you all don't care (sorry) we have to write a "scholarly paper" and do a three day menu plan plus exercise plan for a case study person thing, we have 4 choices of people. The people are all different ages, backgrounds, races, ethnicity, and you have to take those into consideration. Some, want to lose weight some want to remain the same. So i picked the one that looked the easiest, a 29 y.o. single Muslim woman (and just to be sure you understand these are FAKE people!) who it 5'6 and weighs 135 she wants to keep her weight the same.  So my job is to research and etc and pick out a 3 day menu (3 meals a day, 2 snacks)  that will go with everything about her.... so after clincial today i went to the Gamble Library in the Hospital and found several online journal articles and printed them plus info on Muslim's beliefs concerning food. So, I'm kinda thinking that will be fun, but kinda not..hopefully i do good, it's a not small part of my grade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clincials today went pretty well, he assigned us people to do vitals/assist with bed bath etc and gave them indiviually! Well I lucked out and he put me with another girl, because she wasn't there last week, so yeah we worked together and it was kinda fun, I definately feel more prepared for next clinicals (2 wks from today since none next week) when we have our own patient assignments for the first time.... so yeah, i helped with a bath, vitals, changing bed linens, charting on the computer etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another point of interest, For the first time in 5 or more years, I will not be going to Homecoming/Homefest at GBS.  I've been required there the last 5 years, and obviously i'm not this year.  See, our West Virginia weekend is always on homecoming and we can't change it cuz we go when they have the flea market (once a month) we've just always gone back Sat. morning, but i told my parents that I'll just skip it this year it's ok. My biggest regret about missing it is missing the "concert". After being so much involved with GBS last and for high school it's so weird this year.... i haven't heard the choir/band/or any qts trios this year. An i won't be missing too much at homefest cuz the last 5 years I've been stuck behind a booth all night anyway! I am looking forward 2 W  VA though, because My cousin's band competition for saturday got canceled so i can hang out with her like normal (last month she was gone Friday till like 10 pm at a football game (again she's in marching band) and was gone ALL day iiterally Saturday at a competition, it was gonna be that way this weekend too until their comp. got canceled cuz the SRS have to take their SATS so that's exciting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well now my explanation for the pics..i went to kroger yesterday with my sister (actually i drove so she went with me...lol...but i went cuz she had to get some things) anyway i had to get a few groceries for this week and milk was one of them. Now any of you who know me well know i don't like milk, well white milk (to drink). i eat it in cereal and if it's the only thing offered (aka band tour) i drink it, and i do like chocolate milk btw, anyway i needed just a little milk for cereal. i didn't wanna get a whole 1/2 (lol) gallon so i was just gonna get one of those little jugs til i saw this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SO0Vv7_GCYI/AAAAAAAAARM/m3u7fZcRbSg/s1600-h/IMG_2016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254880253511600514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SO0Vv7_GCYI/AAAAAAAAARM/m3u7fZcRbSg/s320/IMG_2016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nd of course since I'm fascinated with small things i thought it was SOOO cute! So I got it.... In case you can't tell really well, it's a 1/2 1/2 gallon! lol... to put it in context :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SO0VfnfVxGI/AAAAAAAAARE/CfaH9fWEBpo/s1600-h/IMG_2017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254879973131797602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SO0VfnfVxGI/AAAAAAAAARE/CfaH9fWEBpo/s320/IMG_2017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here is my lil milk with a regular 1/2 gallon. Cool, huh? Maybe those have been out a while and i'm just slow finding out (i am the last to know everything ya know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, besides all that I've been keeping up with the prez campaign of course... I was fascianted to find out you can watch the debates on the internet, so of COURSE i watched the sarah palin/joe biden debate, and fyi she did AWESOME, she was the real winner (in my opinion), I watched some of the Mccain/Obama one last night but didn't finish it because A-got bored B-had stuff to do C-Had to be at school by 7 today, but what i did see i thought mccain did really good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyways i better sign off, i have lotsa homework to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;have a good weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ps i should have some new pics after the weekend and then next week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-8784602744822601197?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/8784602744822601197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=8784602744822601197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/8784602744822601197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/8784602744822601197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-would-blog-but.html' title='I would blog, but....'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SO0Vv7_GCYI/AAAAAAAAARM/m3u7fZcRbSg/s72-c/IMG_2016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-7503309787455943631</id><published>2008-09-26T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T12:29:18.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really quick post</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey, I just checked my email and received the following as a forward from a friend, I thought it would be circulated best to just put in on here, so PLEASE read this and pass it on!!! Thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE  A FEW MOMENTS AND READ THIS LETTER. THESE ARE STRONG, POWERFUL AND COURAGEOUS  WORDS COMING FROM A RETIRED COLONEL, AND  READ WHAT LINCOLN HAD TO SAY AT THE END. WOW!&lt;br /&gt;33 Senators Voted Against English as America 's Official Language on June 6,  2007.On Wed. 6 June 2007, Colonel Harry Riley, USA, Ret. wrote:Senators:Your vote against an amendment to the immigration Bill 1348.... to make English America's official language is  astounding. On D-Day, no less, when we honor those that sacrificed in order to secure the bedrock, character and principles of America, I can only surmise your vote reflects a loyalty to illegal aliens. I don't much care where you come from. What your religion is. Whether you're black, white, or some other color...male or female......Democrat, Republican or Independent....... But I do care when you are a United States Senator representing Citizens of America ...and Vote against English as the official language of the United States. Your vote reflects Betrayal. Political Surrender. Violates Your Pledge of Allegiance. Dishonors historical principle. Rejects Patriotism. Borders on traitorous action and, in my opinion, makes you unfit to serve as a United States Senator...impeachment...  Recall........Or other appropriate action is warranted, or worse.  Four of you voting against English as America 's Official Language are Presidential  Candidates:  Senator  Biden, Senator Clinton, Senator Dodd and Senator  Obama.Four  Senators vying to lead America, but won't, or don't, have the courage to cast  a vote in favor of English as America's Official Language when 91% of American  Citizens want English officially designated as our language. Ignoring citizen's requests and demands! What is that? Treason!This is the second time in the last several months this list of Senators have disgraced themselves as 'political Hacks'..... Unworthy as Senators and certainly unqualified to serve as President of the United States.If  America is as angry as I am, you will realize a backlash so stunning it will  literally 'rock you out of your socks'......... And preferably totally out of the United States Senate. The entire immigration bill is a farce...  Your action only confirms this really isn't about America ... it is about  self-serving politics......despicable at best. It has been said: 'Never argue with an Idiot....They'll drag you down to their level!' &lt;br /&gt;PRESIDENT ABRAHAM LINCOLN SAID: 'Congressmen who willfully take actions during wartime that damages morale and undermine the military are saboteurs and should be arrested, quickly tried and hanged!!!'PLEASE KEEP THIS GOING AROUND THE UNITED STATES UNTIL THE ELECTION IN  NOVEMBER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also, if any of you prayed for me and my NUR 100 test yesterday THANK YOU! i found out my score today (97.5)!!! So yeah I am happy about that!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Lalia, another girl-Jessica, and I practiced in skills lab today, I'll post pics as soon as Lalia emails them to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Now i have to go clean my apartment &amp;amp; pack before i go home (to my parents house) in an hour (my sis is goin with me, so that's why i can't leave now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;have a good weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-7503309787455943631?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/7503309787455943631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=7503309787455943631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/7503309787455943631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/7503309787455943631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/09/really-quick-post.html' title='Really quick post'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-3110997902780995670</id><published>2008-09-24T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T12:18:07.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the video i promised</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a8538884b1473973" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da8538884b1473973%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331717108%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B72DF244F869567D376748B8CB16395FB8C0EBE.2DA7B502DCCDDBC0B2AC7AB33D780B7765850C0F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da8538884b1473973%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAI0huelaGDsXSTglWUR_jJIb2Kw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da8538884b1473973%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331717108%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B72DF244F869567D376748B8CB16395FB8C0EBE.2DA7B502DCCDDBC0B2AC7AB33D780B7765850C0F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da8538884b1473973%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAI0huelaGDsXSTglWUR_jJIb2Kw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the video at Dillards. Correction it was on my camera not phone. But anyway by the time i got it ready 2 video Katie was almost to the top....I started laughing because she passed  people! lol and she later said they were like "oh my goodness" ....lol it was funny anyway..guess you had to be there... and now that i have figured out how to post videos more to come....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-3110997902780995670?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a8538884b1473973&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/3110997902780995670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=3110997902780995670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/3110997902780995670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/3110997902780995670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/09/video-i-promised.html' title='the video i promised'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-8848847444064422466</id><published>2008-09-24T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T12:00:08.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update, finally....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqOLBhYahI/AAAAAAAAAQw/TemWKG2V0Rw/s1600-h/IMG_2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249664635691887122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqOLBhYahI/AAAAAAAAAQw/TemWKG2V0Rw/s320/IMG_2009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, I've been really busy lately, no time to blog. Well the time i did have to "waste" i wasted on other stuff aka facebook etc. I thought since I do have all the rest of the day, I should blog, so here I am..... Well first I guess should be school. School is goin pretty well. Of course it's a TON of work &amp;amp; like i told an old friend the other day (who is not in nursing school but is goin 2 the cincy police academy sometime soon) that i could work 24/7 and still have work to do, and that is no exaggeration!!! I'm not complaining though, I do enjoy it, sometimes, it certainly is more fufilling that just sitting at home reading books (what i did this summer). And maybe I'm weird but i feel so satisfied to scratch somethin off my to-do list! I'm not sure if i ever put on here my classes so i'll do it now, not that you care, but.... anyways NONE on Mondays, Every other Tuesday morning i have Academic &amp;amp; Life Transitions (basically a required college success course), Then every Tuesday I have Anatomy &amp;amp; Physiology then after that lab, then at 1:50 i'm done, Wednesdays is clinicals from 7 am to 1:30 pm... they've been goin pretty well so far, I have a good clinical group and i like my instructor... we haven't really done a lot with the patients yet, but we're supposed to be on our unit (floor) 3 hours next week... fun fun...and did i mention the *sarcastic tone of voice* lovely!!! dress i have to wear?? Truly lovely..i don't have a pic of me wearing it (cuz i live alone and don't think my camera has self timer) oh well, you're not missing much! lol..if i ever do get a pic i'll post it.... Thursdays i have a nursing class....Foundations of Nursing Practice ..something like that first thing..then lovely A &amp;amp; P again then Concepts for Nursing Practice or something like that.... Fridays- First thing Foundations again then 3 hour break (where i go home, eat lunch, and practice in skills lab) then Nursing Health Assessment. SO yep that might not sound like a lot but it's a load! It's hard to believe it's almost October already...pretty soon it will be Christmas break and I'll have 1 semester of nursing school over with *yeah* then ... 4 more to go (i think &amp;amp; that's including summer semester)... Anyways skills lab is a room at the college set up like a hospital room (it's really cool actually) with maniquins that you can practice skills on... we have to have 8 hours in this semester! so i've been practicing every friday for an hour with lalia, and i've included some pics of when we practiced puttin on PPE (Personal Protective Equipment), :) fun... She took some on her camera of us practicing bed baths (on maniquins of course) and if she emails them to me i might them up... anyways enough about school....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;What else.... well a few weekends ago (i don't think i posted this) i went out with some of my old friends (Katie, Piepie and Santiago). It was a RAINY day, but it had stopped raining so we went putt putt of course the course was soaked..... I think I actually WON, first time in my life! lol...that was fun.... like yeah Piepie hit her ball across this creek into the water and Santi had to rescue it... he rescued us many times... Until like 1 hole from the end i lost mine in the pond :( oh well.. It was fun, nevertheless... i don't have pics tho cuz there on katie's camera and she never emailed them.... after that we still had time (it was a friday and they had to be back at school by 10 cuz katie had to be somewhere), so we went 2 the mall (much to santi's dispair of course, lol) we just walked around mainly, but we did try hats on at dillards (see pics below) and me &amp;amp; katie rode the roller coaster ride thing then me and santi did... so we had fun, but yeah i spent the rest of the weekend doin homework to make up for it! *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Oh, In dillards katie ran up the down escalator i caught the end of it on video on my phone, i might try to post that in a different post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Oh, i FINALLY moved into my apartment!!! Last week.... we moved in monday since we didn't have electric so dad and craig couldn't work... i didn't stay here till tuesday night tho, at first cuz i didn't wanna stay here w/o electric but tuesday i'm like i'm NOT getting up at 5 to drive in 4 clinicals wednesday so i toughed it out w/o electric the rest of the week... it made me appreciate electric a LOT more than i did! I know all of yaal know about the storm/hurricane causing the power outage so i won't tell you again, actually we were in west virginia when it hit so all we got back there was some wind. we came home (sunday night) to no power... got up monday and moved into my apt. My older sister (with the 3 kids) &amp;amp; her husband had their electric back on but none of the rest of us...mom and dad got theres on tuesday morning but i didn't get mine (and my other sis too) till friday afternoon, talk about frustrating... i had to eat out like everymeal!!! that had some good parts tho... i got to know my friend lalia a lot better (since we ate together) &amp;amp; we have fun at the mexican restauraunt (twice) *wink*wink* oh and there was the "episode" with the honduran dude in kmart parking lot! lol.... and we found out you have to pay for mcdonald's wifi.... oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;about the apartment, i LOVE it!!! it's really small just a kitchen, bedroom, and bathroom, but its plenty big enough for just me. I really like it now that i have electric and can cook my meals rather than going out... oh and studying by electric rather than candle &amp;amp; flashlight is nice too... i've heard shots at least one night just down the road... it was after dark and heard like 6 or 7 consecutive popping sounds.. i DIDN'T look out the window, but i've heard it before and it was identified as shots..one night that happened twice like maybe 30 min apart.. so that's a lil scary, i was more scared though last week when i had to leave my windows open for air &amp;amp; some windows don't have screens.... whenever i take pics of the apt. i'll post them so you can see....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;well, i can't think of anything else to say, off the top of my head, so i better go, i have a NUR 100 (concepts of nursing practice) test/exam tomorrow i definately have 2 study a ton for, plus i have to read A &amp;amp; P and take the pre test online...and yeah i think that's it but it's enough... and i would like to clean my apt but we'll see if there's time...oh and yeah i'm fixin a chicken pot pie 4 supper *yumm* loooky @ my pics below: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me wearin PPE in skills lab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqFsYEz69I/AAAAAAAAAQo/AHD4511k8ck/s1600-h/IMG_2005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249655313077103570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqFsYEz69I/AAAAAAAAAQo/AHD4511k8ck/s320/IMG_2005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Lalia trying to put her facemask on i found it funny cuz the thing went over her eyes..so i took a pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqFgldce-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/cQ8v9JwRTfg/s1600-h/IMG_2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249655110511655906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqFgldce-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/cQ8v9JwRTfg/s320/IMG_2006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Lalia, PPE on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqFO1rRiYI/AAAAAAAAAQY/mZEnfuUUSWg/s1600-h/IMG_2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249654805626980738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqFO1rRiYI/AAAAAAAAAQY/mZEnfuUUSWg/s320/IMG_2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At the mall, Piepie, katie, Me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqFEqiI7BI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ul9_8w4vmbY/s1600-h/IMG_1992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249654630837185554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqFEqiI7BI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ul9_8w4vmbY/s320/IMG_1992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My shirt is wet because 1- it had started drizzling b4 we left putt putt and 2- on the fake waterfall at the putt putt place, santi kinda threw water one me......of course later (when he wan't suspecting) i retaliated and got him went too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqE8B4LKRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ygI9Mm5zf4Q/s1600-h/IMG_1995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249654482484799762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqE8B4LKRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ygI9Mm5zf4Q/s320/IMG_1995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We look French according to katie, and we're all wearing these hats differently...whos right?? not me i'm sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqEujtVusI/AAAAAAAAAQA/nW49x3lRGyc/s1600-h/IMG_1998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249654251047992002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqEujtVusI/AAAAAAAAAQA/nW49x3lRGyc/s320/IMG_1998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The best pic :) We coaxed Santi to try the purple hat on and take a pic....but the sales lady saw us! lol and as we passed her to leave (later) she's like you girls didn't make him get that hat.... lol we found it funny dunno about santi tho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqEmXEcvXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gdVqFZFF4AI/s1600-h/IMG_1999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249654110216306034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqEmXEcvXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gdVqFZFF4AI/s320/IMG_1999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Update on the deck, i came home one weekend to find these, as i called them "pillars to the heavens" on the deck... since then the cement has been poured, the deck has been made 1 level (it was 2 levels), and some of the floor is on... i'll post another later when there is more progress...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqEbXW-qHI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OYrZLnjG6t8/s1600-h/IMG_2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249653921315465330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqEbXW-qHI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OYrZLnjG6t8/s320/IMG_2010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if anyone reads this b4 tomorrow pray for me i have that test at noon. Thanks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also, comments would be nice if anyone reads this *hint*hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-8848847444064422466?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/8848847444064422466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=8848847444064422466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/8848847444064422466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/8848847444064422466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/09/update-finally.html' title='An Update, finally....'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SNqOLBhYahI/AAAAAAAAAQw/TemWKG2V0Rw/s72-c/IMG_2009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-6248532692201010781</id><published>2008-09-08T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T13:32:16.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Events...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SMWKN3JDOaI/AAAAAAAAAPo/kfw3UdvxWRM/s1600-h/IMG_1984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SMWKN3JDOaI/AAAAAAAAAPo/kfw3UdvxWRM/s320/IMG_1984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243749311887653282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So, I'm a lil late in posting, but I've been REALLY busy with school!!! About school, if any of you don't know, I'm going to The Christ College of Nursing &amp;amp; Health Sciences. I'm going to be moving into my own apartment next week on GBS campus, but for now I'm staying weeks with my sister &amp;amp; bro in law at GBS and weekends at home.  Overall, I like school, My friend Lalia is in almost all of my classes, and there are some cool people in our "block". I have an awesome clinical instructor, and have a few friends in my clinical group. Only this is there is TONS of work!! Any of you familiar with nursing school will know that. That's the reason I'm blogging about Labor Day a week after it happened. And I'm just doing this between homework, I really should be working on a project (due Wed.) or studying for the exam (first nursing exam) on Thursday that I haven't really started studying for. But nevertheless here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Well, On Labor Day the guys (dad and Craig) obviously took the work "labor" seriously. No, just kidding. They did take the day off of work (Craig works for dad) and started the project of ripping the deck off.  See our back deck has needed replacing for a while, so they took it upon themselves to start the project.  I decided to take pictures to commemorate the event.  They haven't started rebuilding it yet, but I think dad and mom went in town this afternoon to get some supplies from Lowe's.  I spent my labor day, not going on a picnic, or watching fireworks, but seated at the kitchen table working on.. you guessed it, schoolwork.  Well, here r the pics..enjoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first pic on top is Dad and Craig after the railing had already been removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/__63l-BufLmI/SMWHsyqT38I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kWo1nNQYNdc/s1600-h/IMG_1985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SMWHsyqT38I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kWo1nNQYNdc/s320/IMG_1985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243746544726040514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pile of wood that used to be our railing.&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/__63l-BufLmI/SMWG0U6DTvI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dM5OOAk7qg4/s1600-h/IMG_1986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SMWG0U6DTvI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dM5OOAk7qg4/s320/IMG_1986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243745574666325746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lil hole they made in the deck floor.&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/__63l-BufLmI/SMWGqM91HbI/AAAAAAAAAPA/q9odPLhP2bU/s1600-h/IMG_1987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SMWGqM91HbI/AAAAAAAAAPA/q9odPLhP2bU/s320/IMG_1987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243745400735997362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View from other angle.&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/__63l-BufLmI/SMWGXsI3BCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/cLuWjUFUENw/s1600-h/IMG_1988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SMWGXsI3BCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/cLuWjUFUENw/s320/IMG_1988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243745082686243874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My labors for the day, homework&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/__63l-BufLmI/SMWGQgz50uI/AAAAAAAAAOw/zACciX4N7FY/s1600-h/IMG_1989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SMWGQgz50uI/AAAAAAAAAOw/zACciX4N7FY/s320/IMG_1989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243744959386473186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, wait! That's not all here are the rest (i think) of my schoolbooks &amp;amp; notebooks&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/__63l-BufLmI/SMWGBFLBh6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/9z6kRoa1LQc/s1600-h/IMG_1990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SMWGBFLBh6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/9z6kRoa1LQc/s320/IMG_1990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243744694269216674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later, they got the floor off!!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SMWFeiYooLI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3HuWJihTgaY/s1600-h/IMG_1991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SMWFeiYooLI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3HuWJihTgaY/s320/IMG_1991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243744100815511730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other angle, with dad.&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/__63l-BufLmI/SMWFP4jSeDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/b7AH2cAN504/s1600-h/IMG_1980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SMWFP4jSeDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/b7AH2cAN504/s320/IMG_1980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243743849067739186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the birthday present I received from my mom and dad, a beautiful cedar chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;well, That's it I think for this time.  If yaal would pray for me, nursing school is a lot harder than GBS, and i'm having some problems with one (gen ed) class, Anatomy &amp;amp; Physiology! I'm going to meet with the teacher this week to try to work something out.  This past Friday night I went out with some friends from GBS (Katie, Piepie, Santiago) we went putt putt, although the course was soaked cuz it had rained all day, but thankfully the rain held off till we were on our 15th hole i think, after that we still had time so we went to the mall, fun times, then Walmart, then i dropped them off at school before going home. I only have pics from the mall, but when Katie emails me putt putt pics, I'll do a blog about that.  Although it was a TON of fun, I have somewhat regretted going, since I've been swamped all weekend since with homework! Well hope yaal have a good week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8002275283079134456-6248532692201010781?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/6248532692201010781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=6248532692201010781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/6248532692201010781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/6248532692201010781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day-events.html' title='Labor Day Events...'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SMWKN3JDOaI/AAAAAAAAAPo/kfw3UdvxWRM/s72-c/IMG_1984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-4547478079737039834</id><published>2008-08-30T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:52:51.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to think about......</title><content type='html'>Hello All! I have successfully survived my first week of nursing school, which i will blog about.................later...i don't have much time now, but wanted to post this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you know me well you know my absolute favorite hobby in the WHOLE world is reading!! I ALWAYS have a book with me, like at church, look in the car there will be a book there. Well, if any of you know about nursing school, it's not easy. PLUS i'm in a tuition benefit program where I can't get less than a B and the school where I go if you get under a C it is failing, so needless to say I'm going to have my work cut out for me. Plus i kinda sorta have a goal of getting all A's, but we'll see how that one works out... anyways i said all that to say, before school started i read furiously to get all the reading (for fun not for school) in that I could, cuz I knew once school started the only reading I'd get in for 2 years (just about, lol) will be for school, but I still panic (not quite, but you get the point) at the thought of being somewhere without a book in case i have spare time and don't feel like dragging out my 3 inch thick "Fundamentals of Nursing" textbook. You never know when you might have 2 spare minutes! lol...so i dug out a book from my bookshelf entitled "That Book of Perfectly Useless information" written, or compiled i guess, by Mitchell Symons. It has tons of little lists and stuff of information. Well, i was reading through it the other night and came across 2 different things, something to think about, and something to laugh about (hopefully) and thought those would be great blog material so here they are! Let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;First, "The Spooky Lincoln-Kennedy Coincidences".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;       Lincoln was elected president in 1860, having been elected to Congress in 1846; Kennedy was elected president in 1960, having been elected to Congress in 1946.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Both presidents were directly concerned with civil rights for black people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;       Lincoln had a secretary named Kennedy; Kennedy had a secretary named Lincoln.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;       Both wives had lost children while living at the White House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;       Both assassinations took place on a Friday, and both presidents were warned that they might be assissnated but both refused to change their schedules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;       Lincoln was shot in a theater by a man who then hid in a warehouse; Kennedy was shot from a warehouse by a man who then hid in a theater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;       Kennedy was riding in a Lincoln when he was shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;       Lincoln's assassin, John Wilkes Booth, was a southerner in his twenties; Kennedy's assassin, Lee Harvey Oswald, was a southerner in his twenties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;        Both assassins were known by their three names. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;        Booth and Oswald were both shot before they could be tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;        Lincoln was succeeded by his vice president, Andrew Johnson, who was born in 1808; Kennedy was succeeded by his vice president, Lyndon Johnson who was born in 1908.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;        Lincoln and Kennedy each had 7 letters in their names; John Wilkes Booth and Lee Harvey Oswald each had 15 letters in their names; Andrew Johnson and Lyndon Johnson both had 13 letters in their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, what do you think, is it all a huge coincidence? Of course, i have no way of knowing if all this is true, i could research, but who has time for that? I would assume since it is published in a book of information it would be true, because if not, the validity of the whole book would be questioned. Who knows? Weird though huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I won't leave you on that note, the other item, something to laugh about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Unintentionally Funny (Actual) Newspaper Headings" (I am not going to include every one that was in the book, just the ones i found funny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause of AIDS found - Scientists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lawyers give poor free legal advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Man found beaten, robbed by police&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Juvenile court to try shooting defendent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Squad helps dog bite victim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Drunk gets 9 months in violin case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Doctor testifies in horse suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thugs eat, then rob proprietor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grandmother of eight makes hole in one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Farmer bill dies in House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Defendant's speech ends in long sentance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New vaccine may contain rabies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blind woman gets new kidney from dad she hasn't seen in years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hospital sued by seven foot doctors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kicking baby considered to be healthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Safety experts say school bus passengers should be belted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cemetery allows people to be buried by their dogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Miners refuse to work after death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Genetic Engineering splits scientists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stolen painting found by tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Man held over giant L.A. brush fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kids make nutricious snacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dentist receives plaque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Man robs, then kills himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Police search for witnesses to assault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, that's it, some of those it might take a while to get. In fact, I just got one as I was reading them while typing them up tonight. My fav has to be "Kids make nutricious snacks". LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hopefully I've made you laugh at least once, if so my goal is complete. and hopefully i've made you think a little too, Let me know what you think about these. What was your favorite headline? Thanks Mitchell Symons for entertainment tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will post tomorrow or Monday about before another school week starts and I get too busy. 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Well, let's see, I left you all at Sedona's Birthday, Well I included the few pics I took at her party, but I took them after the party, mom took some pics of the party, which i think are on the computer somewhere, if i find them i'll upload them later, it was a nice party overall i guess, Sedona got lotsa gifts, most she liked but a few she didn't like, and she let it known she didn't like them by loudly proclaiming, "I don't like this!!!" embarrassing... least it was only family there.. Our family and Bill's family... We got Sedona a Baby Elmo she has been wanting for like a year (well a long time) from Walmart, a girls scooter, cuz we "donated" my old one to Cam, and Sedona didn't have one, and a little picture viewer thing that talks, you know, the old things that you hold it up to your eyes,  pull the lever thing &amp;amp; look at pics, anyways yeah...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, My Birthday, the day of my birthday we didn't do anything for my birthday. Me and mom got up early and went in to Jess's house, and then went to the zoo with Jess &amp;amp; the kids (which I'll write about later). Then after we got home we got ready for church (camp), we did celebrate on Saturday though (day after my b-day), We all (mom dad me Jess Bill Kids Tonya Craig) went to LaRosa's for lunch (my choice) then came back to our house for ice cream cake (i have pics of this somewhere on this computer too, maybe I'll hunt them down! lol) i got a card from my parents with 50 bucks and a card from Bill &amp;amp; Jess. Tonya &amp;amp; Craig still had to buy something, and Jess and Bill's present was ordered. I got Tonya &amp;amp; Craig's gift (card with 2o dollar Cato gift card inside) Sunday at camp. I spent it today by the way on a shirt &amp;amp; shoes. Jess &amp;amp; Bill ordered me a TCCNHS (The Christ College of Nursing &amp;amp; Health Sciences) hoody that i had wanted, but it was too big so they're exchanging it. Mom and dad also ordered me a cedar chest which I got Tuesday, it's really nice. I took of pic of the chest but it's still on my camera. Umm ok yeah that's all about my b-day it was pretty nice overall I guess, rather spread out! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The zoo.. well like i said before we went on my birthday, a Friday. We got there at a lil after 11 to find out all the zoo lots were taken and we had to park in the overflow lot, fun stuff, so we parked loaded up the kids, and carried our many coolers with our picnic lunch. Come to find out it was half price day! So the zoo was packed with people, for that reason, plus it was the last opportunity before school started for many. So there was WAY too many people for our liking, the kids didn't mind though. The picnic area was across the zoo from where we were so we, like other people, ate our lunch on a patio of a restauraunt. Oh, yeah you know how the zoo always has lots of peacocks walking around? Well, they had BABIES! little babies and medium size and big babies. They were SO cute! lol, and the kids were fascinated. Brice loved watching them and pointing "Look" and Cam, well he tried to catch him one. lol... after that, we didn the typical things i guess. Cat house, monkeys, Oh, Sedona had to go into the "spider house" aka bug building... yeah those things were SOO gross, and of course she had to ask me what EVERY SINGLE bug was...lol thank God for name tags! umm, the kids road the carousel, oh, when we were walking up to it it was empty but the gate was open and there was a huge line of people waiting to get on, well all Sedona saw was the open gate and ran in and was choosing her animal "i want to ride the shark" well mom keeps telling me to get her but "ain't no way" i'm letting them think she's mine! (embarrassing) so Jess ended up getting her...after all she is her kid.. we rode the train, and Sedona had to have a stuffed peacock from the gift shop... I have pics from the zoo and etc below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I didn't include it in title our church camp, Comargo, was last week. We went every night except Saturday. It was good, good services etc. the speakers were John Parker &amp;amp; Archie Atwell...the services always went LONG but otherwise good, going every night got tiring but it was sad to see camp end. I'm excited about next year though, sounds like a good line up of speakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, much to my chagrin Orientation week finally arrived! It started, however, with a riverboat cruise on Wednesday, I picked up my friend Lalia, from GBS and we rode together. The ride went pretty well, we had to sit at our advisor's table, which i LOVE my advisor he is SO funny and cool... lol.. I did meet a few people however in my group which was nice, one girl is going to GBS as well as Christ College, so that was cool, we hung out the rest of the ride, because i couldn't find Lalia! lol... Thursday started real orienation I picked up Lalia at GBS and headed over to Christ College, it started at 9. Well I sorta parked inthe wrong garage, i parked in this creepy patient garage, orientation went better than i expected though. wasn't that boring or scary. went over to wendy's at the hospital for lunch, where we saw Stephanie J. in her nursing attire... yeah pretty much all, except the parking situation is really confusing... yeah i'll figure it out sometime hopefully probably by graduation! lol... I spent Thursday night &amp;amp; Tonya &amp;amp; Craig's apartment so i wouldn't have to get up so early on Friday! Friday, Lalia drove us. and my brother in law Bill stopped by GBS on his way to work (at Christ Hospital) to show us where to park and etc. that was nice and helped! lol, thanks big brother! Orientation was from 8 am to 11:30 am on friday was was SOOO boring!!! lol... after that we stopped by GBS to get my stuff and so lalia could get lunch and we headed to Eastgate. We stopped by post office then headed to mall. i got lunch in food court and she ate her late tray food from school. Then we headed to the lovely uniform store so she could get her nursing supplies from school. A guy from our class was in there as well, so we talked to him.... then off to walmart then back to mall just to walk around..that was fun.. next time we need to bring cameras..lol.. well that's pretty much it... today was pretty normal i guess. dad was gone at a transmission seminar... umm yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I though I should post before school starts and life gets extra busy! Our classes start Monday but I don't have Mon. classes so I start Tuesday. If you think about it pray for me, nursing school is going to be a lot different than GBS, I'm worried about clinicals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i better go, it's late and i have to get stuff done....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i find those pics I'll post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDGm1-Z81I/AAAAAAAAAOM/m6p9RIxzcWo/s1600-h/IMG_1894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDGm1-Z81I/AAAAAAAAAOM/m6p9RIxzcWo/s320/IMG_1894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237904737258042194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me N Cam after Sedona's Party&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDGfSqkP3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/68aC62RX0wE/s1600-h/IMG_1889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDGfSqkP3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/68aC62RX0wE/s320/IMG_1889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237904607520505714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me N Sedona after her party- she's trying not to smile, can you tell?&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDGUr_Xp0I/AAAAAAAAAN8/h1moa4Tke7U/s1600-h/IMG_1891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDGUr_Xp0I/AAAAAAAAAN8/h1moa4Tke7U/s320/IMG_1891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237904425340086082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awww..you gotta love Brice, even when he isn't smiling!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDF7lMzZNI/AAAAAAAAAN0/GV2nGxiSH1k/s1600-h/IMG_1892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDF7lMzZNI/AAAAAAAAAN0/GV2nGxiSH1k/s320/IMG_1892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237903994020652242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cam on his scooter which used to be mine...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDFwdz2WYI/AAAAAAAAANs/RX04Fyf8MNU/s1600-h/IMG_1893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDFwdz2WYI/AAAAAAAAANs/RX04Fyf8MNU/s320/IMG_1893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237903803058379138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sedona on her new scooter.&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDFNmPN9tI/AAAAAAAAANk/HiedEj7bhmg/s1600-h/IMG_1895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDFNmPN9tI/AAAAAAAAANk/HiedEj7bhmg/s320/IMG_1895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237903204025235154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Walmart one tuesday, Cam got in the Mustang but the steering wheel was broke so Sedona shared her Viper with him!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDFC5aoiiI/AAAAAAAAANc/NhaYI6961I0/s1600-h/IMG_1896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDFC5aoiiI/AAAAAAAAANc/NhaYI6961I0/s320/IMG_1896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237903020194826786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way to zoo, my "seat partner" Brice&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDE25bvsWI/AAAAAAAAANU/aw9vak7dt6I/s1600-h/IMG_1897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDE25bvsWI/AAAAAAAAANU/aw9vak7dt6I/s320/IMG_1897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237902814041059682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cam, excited about the zoo...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDEt1eP6QI/AAAAAAAAANM/tJdkfCpML4w/s1600-h/IMG_1905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDEt1eP6QI/AAAAAAAAANM/tJdkfCpML4w/s320/IMG_1905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237902658358995202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eatin lunch...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDEiKCtsxI/AAAAAAAAANE/2fPrqGQY-xw/s1600-h/IMG_1907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDEiKCtsxI/AAAAAAAAANE/2fPrqGQY-xw/s320/IMG_1907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237902457722221330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jess feedin Brice.&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDEM_qAFqI/AAAAAAAAAM8/SFEMb3Dp8Jk/s1600-h/IMG_1908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDEM_qAFqI/AAAAAAAAAM8/SFEMb3Dp8Jk/s320/IMG_1908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237902094156961442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the train, yeah he's excited...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDD4ROWcqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/7Dj4EbvUeJU/s1600-h/IMG_1909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDD4ROWcqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/7Dj4EbvUeJU/s320/IMG_1909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237901738095571618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;isn't this just ADORABLE?&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDDHJT7mkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/vG6bkkKbKos/s1600-h/IMG_1910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDDHJT7mkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/vG6bkkKbKos/s320/IMG_1910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237900894157904450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I rode the train with Sedona...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDCfytNIlI/AAAAAAAAAMk/KRS31U6_GO8/s1600-h/IMG_1915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDCfytNIlI/AAAAAAAAAMk/KRS31U6_GO8/s320/IMG_1915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237900218074997330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way home, I almost didn't include these pics, but decided to, the zoo tired out the kids...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDB9lPf6mI/AAAAAAAAAMc/OWzRmFivQRQ/s1600-h/IMG_1916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDB9lPf6mI/AAAAAAAAAMc/OWzRmFivQRQ/s320/IMG_1916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237899630345185890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again....&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDBaEg48pI/AAAAAAAAAMU/linJftL34FA/s1600-h/IMG_1917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDBaEg48pI/AAAAAAAAAMU/linJftL34FA/s320/IMG_1917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237899020264338066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She might look asleep but she was really playing possum, as soon as i took this pic she opened her eyes and giggled...goes to show appearances may be deceiving...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDBN3BozWI/AAAAAAAAAMM/q70IDeHfr-c/s1600-h/IMG_1922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDBN3BozWI/AAAAAAAAAMM/q70IDeHfr-c/s320/IMG_1922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237898810485165410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jess crochetin..&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDBFQcY29I/AAAAAAAAAME/_MMtpeKNF6Q/s1600-h/IMG_1923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDBFQcY29I/AAAAAAAAAME/_MMtpeKNF6Q/s320/IMG_1923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237898662689430482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom driving...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDA87wmVvI/AAAAAAAAAL8/gQuQDI_jArg/s1600-h/IMG_1936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDA87wmVvI/AAAAAAAAAL8/gQuQDI_jArg/s320/IMG_1936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237898519698102002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this as we crossed the river..&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/__63l-BufLmI/SLDA2YkrpII/AAAAAAAAAL0/bth5BtTl230/s1600-h/IMG_1949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDA2YkrpII/AAAAAAAAAL0/bth5BtTl230/s320/IMG_1949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237898407173661826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sedona actually took this... maybe she'll be a photographer...or maybe a author she talks in story form a lot like "she did this.." or you know... i think in story form sometimes.....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://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDAt9INFDI/AAAAAAAAALs/v6cOqsSbqbA/s1600-h/IMG_1964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDAt9INFDI/AAAAAAAAALs/v6cOqsSbqbA/s320/IMG_1964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237898262367507506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just me, tired after a long day, and 19!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now....&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/8002275283079134456-2959194190848193698?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/2959194190848193698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=2959194190848193698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/2959194190848193698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/2959194190848193698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/08/sedonas-b-day-my-b-day-zoo-orientation.html' title='Sedona&apos;s B-day, My B-day, Zoo, Orientation, Etc.'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SLDGm1-Z81I/AAAAAAAAAOM/m6p9RIxzcWo/s72-c/IMG_1894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-231992250386510259</id><published>2008-08-08T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T14:05:32.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 5th Birthday, Sedona!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJy1F9cn6SI/AAAAAAAAALk/feamhgD0cas/s1600-h/sedona16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJy1F9cn6SI/AAAAAAAAALk/feamhgD0cas/s320/sedona16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232255981096266018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;It's hard to believe that Sedona, the girl who made me an aunt for the first time, is already 5 years old. Time sure does fly by! I decided to do a birthday post for her, with lotsa pics from over the past 5 years. I'll never forget when I heard Sedona had been born.  I was spending a few weeks (it was summer obviously) with my sister, Tonya, in North Carolina.  I was sleeping and Tonya came and woke me up around 4 am, I'm not sure the exact time!  She told me mom had just called and Jess had had Sedona.  Me and Tonya were supposed to get up around 7 that day anyway to babysit, but needless to say, neither one of us could go back to sleep after that. So, I didn't get to see Sedona till she was about a week old, but since she was so little when she was born (about 5 pounds 11 ounces, but she dropped to 5 lb 5 oz) she was still tiny.  I dug up all the below pics from my pictures and mom's albums, I know there is a ton, but you know how it is with first babies, tons of pictures, there was soo many pictures I passed up, but hope you enjoy these!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxxYBk1HI/AAAAAAAAALc/wzhYWAgoQKw/s1600-h/sedona9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxxYBk1HI/AAAAAAAAALc/wzhYWAgoQKw/s320/sedona9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232252328918439026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sedona, Newborn&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxr2eg4xI/AAAAAAAAALU/3Crr2f7xbXg/s1600-h/sedona10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxr2eg4xI/AAAAAAAAALU/3Crr2f7xbXg/s320/sedona10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232252234013664018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sedona, Newborn&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxmzhwEPI/AAAAAAAAALM/X5eDLxuch6M/s1600-h/sedona15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxmzhwEPI/AAAAAAAAALM/X5eDLxuch6M/s320/sedona15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232252147322589426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pastor Eisenhart came to visit the newest member of his congregation!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxhsffNWI/AAAAAAAAALE/191UvSGGQnk/s1600-h/sedona1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxhsffNWI/AAAAAAAAALE/191UvSGGQnk/s320/sedona1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232252059534701922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is actually supposed to go further down. Me with Sedona when she was about 3 months old or so.&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxckIsgiI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YZEMVYCVRhM/s1600-h/sedona11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxckIsgiI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YZEMVYCVRhM/s320/sedona11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232251971392274978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me getting acquainted with Sedona&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxYEM9F_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/tN76qRp_DaU/s1600-h/sedona14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxYEM9F_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/tN76qRp_DaU/s320/sedona14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232251894100727794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Papa Kearns getting to know his newest Great-granddaughter!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxTmoTVdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/3sBR8JLLlPs/s1600-h/sedona12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxTmoTVdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/3sBR8JLLlPs/s320/sedona12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232251817442891218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4 Generations of Girls! Sedona with Great Mama Kearns holding her and Mama Hoschar and Mommy Jess behind.&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxPngbV9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/6YXQ5oqz2dA/s1600-h/sedona13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxPngbV9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/6YXQ5oqz2dA/s320/sedona13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232251748958820306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Admiring their 1st Grandchild!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxHuPZwaI/AAAAAAAAAKc/k9_n5Dtyhwo/s1600-h/sedona3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxHuPZwaI/AAAAAAAAAKc/k9_n5Dtyhwo/s320/sedona3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232251613327507874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having fun at Mama's house (in my room)&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxD9URV1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/FacJEiO_oGE/s1600-h/sedona4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJyxD9URV1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/FacJEiO_oGE/s320/sedona4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232251548654982994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such a happy girl!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJyw-5FezBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/JpFUxuy1iWA/s1600-h/sedona17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJyw-5FezBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/JpFUxuy1iWA/s320/sedona17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232251461619862546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adorable pic :)&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJyw6ShSlfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-D4aNSMEtRI/s1600-h/sedona18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJyw6ShSlfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-D4aNSMEtRI/s320/sedona18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232251382548043250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoyin Birthday cake at her 1st birthday party!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJyw0LydzrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/DpbAeMOng2c/s1600-h/sedona19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJyw0LydzrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/DpbAeMOng2c/s320/sedona19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232251277661818546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Mama's house, surrounded by animals!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJywtfiYL_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/LgLUWRbV4lQ/s1600-h/sedona6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJywtfiYL_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/LgLUWRbV4lQ/s320/sedona6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232251162703966194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Mama's house, with Bubby (me) and our new (at the time) puppy, Opie!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJywpBqKmuI/AAAAAAAAAJs/BKpkap3NweI/s1600-h/sedona5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJywpBqKmuI/AAAAAAAAAJs/BKpkap3NweI/s320/sedona5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232251085964090082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Havin fun again...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJywhbvffmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/a4rz7a0_iW0/s1600-h/sedona7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJywhbvffmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/a4rz7a0_iW0/s320/sedona7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232250955526798946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Great Mama and Papa Kearns' house in West Virginia meeting her 3rd cousin, Maddy!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJywclv_irI/AAAAAAAAAJc/z6BiQEcorQI/s1600-h/sedona8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJywclv_irI/AAAAAAAAAJc/z6BiQEcorQI/s320/sedona8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232250872313907890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute, but solemn in a dress Mama made her...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJywUShYlYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/GSWSu_-OV0Q/s1600-h/sedona2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJywUShYlYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/GSWSu_-OV0Q/s320/sedona2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232250729713407362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were moving and had a giant box in the living room, so hence this pic&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJywNHGJMWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/P7puJ1yzycg/s1600-h/IMG_1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJywNHGJMWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/P7puJ1yzycg/s320/IMG_1119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232250606387278178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meeting her newest baby brother Brice (sorry i don't have a pic of her with Cam as a baby)&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJyv8dvDbnI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-dSuqYXFcPs/s1600-h/IMG_1863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJyv8dvDbnI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-dSuqYXFcPs/s320/IMG_1863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232250320406670962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sedona, now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well, hope you have enjoyed this post! Sedona's party is tonight, her theme this year is princess', which is surprising cuz Sedona has never been a girly girl her other party themes have been more boyish, but finally she has started to like pink and girly things including princess'! I will post pics of the party later. So more to come....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8002275283079134456-231992250386510259?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/231992250386510259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=231992250386510259' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/231992250386510259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/231992250386510259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-5th-birthday-sedona.html' title='Happy 5th Birthday, Sedona!!!'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJy1F9cn6SI/AAAAAAAAALk/feamhgD0cas/s72-c/sedona16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-2300340229916629460</id><published>2008-08-02T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T18:24:56.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation, Walmart, Jess' Birthday, &amp; lotsa pics!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Well it's been a while since I've posted, basically my only excuse is I haven't felt like it.. my last few posts haven't gotten many if any comments so therefore i haven't felt like blogging.. well anyways..vacation..i wasn't gonna post pics then i decided to post a few.. we went 2 gatliburg/pigeon forge..mom dad &amp;amp; me...it was ok...wasn't my best vaca but wasn't worst... it was pretty fun.... we didn't take many pics so thats why theres not many here..we stayed in a cabin up on top of the mountain... the car almost overheated the first time we went up..and the driveway was SOO scary!! lol.. highlights: i had upstairs to myself w/ kingsize bed, bathroom with whirlpool tub/jacuzzi like thing, and pool table room (even tho i don't know how to play)..so ya..acutally my room was open and had this window thing that overlooked the downstairs (which i posted pics of) but oh well.. on the way down there we ate at cracker barrel and moms baked potato was like a foot long no joke, it was HILARIOUS, but my camera was in the car so i didn't get a pic :( ....  umm we went putt putt a few times, went to dollywood, saw Miss V and her family at Dollywood that was cool, mom and dad saw a mama bear &amp;amp; 3 babies on our road but i didn't see them unfortunately, went shopping etc. it was pretty fun..we came home Friday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much exciting has been goin on since.. i got some of my nursing books, so i'm excited but scared too...since one of them is like 3 inches thick and almost 2000 pages (no exaggeration) i've got my work cut out for me... the books that i've looked through look pretty interesting though, thankfully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was our (mom and mine) shopping day with my sis, Jess and her 3 kids... i think i've said this b4 i usually take 1 or some or all of the kids with me and we go "have fun" while they're shopping... you know do the things kids like look at fish, play in toys, fight over lil cd machine thingy that plays samples, watch the "puters" aka tvs (sedona doesn't know they're really called tvs)...so yeah.. tuesday,Cam wanted to look at lawn mowers, so we did then they HAD to go outside in the garden section.. they wanted to sit in the swing, but sadly walmart removed it so they had to settle for rocking chairs &amp;amp; lounge chair thingys.... then we went back inside and Cam played on a pink barbie (or princess i forget which) scooter...lol..then they played on the lil 4wheeler thing.. lol yeah i have pics of all these things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was my sister, Jessica's birthday so Thursday my bro in law, Bill dropped the kids (all 3) off at our house in the morning so he and Jess could go shoppin have the day alone w/o the 3 kiddies..so that was an interesting, fun filled, yet tiring day...  that night we all met (mom, dad, me, 3 kids, bill, jess, bill's parents) (tonya &amp;amp; craig are in mexico and weren't there) at a restaurant close to us (Lake Manor) for supper ... after we ate i took Sedona &amp;amp; Cam out on the porch and got several cute pics of them with the giant wood bear and otherwise and then i got some in the gazebo they had there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took lotsa pics but i only have a few on here since they take up room &amp;amp; time... i have them all on my facebook so if you wanna see more go look there... i would put more pics of vaca, but mom had forbidden me to put pics of her on here... :)..so yeah enjoy the pics..if you like them let me know via commentz :) hope yaal have a good Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT-yZBS1LI/AAAAAAAAAI4/JXB60s3j5xw/s1600-h/IMG_1839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT-yZBS1LI/AAAAAAAAAI4/JXB60s3j5xw/s320/IMG_1839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230085208947217586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Windows in my room in our cabin in TN&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT-Zr3MOUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/HF9ZEdpImqk/s1600-h/IMG_1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT-Zr3MOUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/HF9ZEdpImqk/s320/IMG_1843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230084784508385602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part of the living room in our cabin in TN&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT9z8k1T2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/wCsVFTxiSXA/s1600-h/IMG_1837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT9z8k1T2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/wCsVFTxiSXA/s320/IMG_1837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230084136159760226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this from the window thingy in my room (in cabin) see dad on the couch..lol..btw in case you were wondering we rented the cabin, it's not ours..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://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT9V8VdLQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/e-7kkaKmI3A/s1600-h/IMG_1841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT9V8VdLQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/e-7kkaKmI3A/s320/IMG_1841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230083620699188482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another view of living room.. the lil hallway leads to mom and dads room and the stairs leads to the upstairs &amp;amp; my room&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT8hwsdyQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bmJLUSccSLk/s1600-h/IMG_1840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT8hwsdyQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/bmJLUSccSLk/s320/IMG_1840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230082724221274370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The window thingy of my room from the downstairs..the cabin also had a kitchen but i didn't post a pic cuz a kitchen is a kitchen..i didn't take any pics of the outside..mom and dad did..but oh well...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT8Lu1bsHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9tO8Rz6_2uI/s1600-h/IMG_1857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT8Lu1bsHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9tO8Rz6_2uI/s320/IMG_1857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230082345764892786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mornin we left (Friday) me &amp;amp; mom&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT7nX8OuoI/AAAAAAAAAII/tf4HBavyGys/s1600-h/IMG_1838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT7nX8OuoI/AAAAAAAAAII/tf4HBavyGys/s320/IMG_1838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230081721144097410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gettin ready one mornin...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT7TIkBvtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yuaA-ONnwuc/s1600-h/IMG_1858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT7TIkBvtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yuaA-ONnwuc/s320/IMG_1858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230081373418667730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In WalMart, the kids tryin out the rocking chairs...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT7Ibwf13I/AAAAAAAAAH4/7mcSUwauGkY/s1600-h/IMG_1859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT7Ibwf13I/AAAAAAAAAH4/7mcSUwauGkY/s320/IMG_1859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230081189592684402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's SO adorable!! or at least i think so, maybe i'm prejudiced...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT61Xf3A6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/aGU6QKpNqPo/s1600-h/IMG_1861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT61Xf3A6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/aGU6QKpNqPo/s320/IMG_1861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230080862031643554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course Cam is a lil cutie too!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT6RmsvdVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pAwHBbORI9s/s1600-h/IMG_1863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT6RmsvdVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pAwHBbORI9s/s320/IMG_1863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230080247636915538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought these pics of her were SO cute i put them all on here...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT6Cmf0LwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/52-S6-Yxhmg/s1600-h/IMG_1864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT6Cmf0LwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/52-S6-Yxhmg/s320/IMG_1864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230079989884661506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the lounge chairs...they asked me if i had one, i told them no and sedona told cam they have them at the beach...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT5YLnnN7I/AAAAAAAAAHY/H29DjeJYcFM/s1600-h/IMG_1869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT5YLnnN7I/AAAAAAAAAHY/H29DjeJYcFM/s320/IMG_1869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230079261115103154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cam on the pink scooter&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT5DY23E-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RRC526i_N4s/s1600-h/IMG_1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT5DY23E-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RRC526i_N4s/s320/IMG_1871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230078903891465186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this pic of Cam on the 4wheeler... :) ..&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT4ghM632I/AAAAAAAAAHI/h6Mtoa4d0Lw/s1600-h/IMG_1878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT4ghM632I/AAAAAAAAAHI/h6Mtoa4d0Lw/s320/IMG_1878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230078304836050786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outside the restauraunt (Thursday) I LOVE the way cam is standin!... and the stickin the tongue thing out was Sedona's idea, but Cam copies everything she does..and i thought it looked cute so yeah...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT4Py7kmqI/AAAAAAAAAHA/UblIJEarEkQ/s1600-h/IMG_1879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT4Py7kmqI/AAAAAAAAAHA/UblIJEarEkQ/s320/IMG_1879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230078017537350306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They both were bosed this way till Sedona ran off, but i like this pic of Cam anyways...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT35t1RBmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5VDRxHnUbSc/s1600-h/IMG_1882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT35t1RBmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5VDRxHnUbSc/s320/IMG_1882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230077638211602018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course I had to get my pic with the bear...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT3kdAuoUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/IZJoLVbZfkk/s1600-h/IMG_1884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT3kdAuoUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/IZJoLVbZfkk/s320/IMG_1884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230077272919023938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the gazebo, .. btw..i told her to put her arm around him she never would have on her own...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SJT3ZXNpkdI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VRtLXfFH6nI/s1600-h/IMG_1888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT3ZXNpkdI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VRtLXfFH6nI/s320/IMG_1888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230077082384044498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yet, another pic of Sedona lookin adorable...she's so pretty... and i can't believe she's gonna be in kindergarten this year!!! Where does the time go???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for this time, hope you've enjoyed!&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/8002275283079134456-2300340229916629460?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/2300340229916629460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=2300340229916629460' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/2300340229916629460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/2300340229916629460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/08/vacation-walmart-jess-birthday-lotsa.html' title='Vacation, Walmart, Jess&apos; Birthday, &amp; lotsa pics!!'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SJT-yZBS1LI/AAAAAAAAAI4/JXB60s3j5xw/s72-c/IMG_1839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-7898779666331902329</id><published>2008-07-20T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:29:42.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next Tuesday we're leaving on vacation, so i thought i would post before then.. well it's not like we'll be gone for ages .. we're leavin tuesday and coming back friday.  We're going to the standard place - Gatliburg/Pigeon Forge...a lot of people once there a teen are so tired of that place, but since the first time I was there was in ... 8th grade maybe... I haven't had time to get tired of it yet... I love that place! There is so much to do and it's so much fun... anyways it's just gonna be mom, dad, and me.. my cousin was supposed to go with us (since the last 2 yrs it's been just my parents and me) but something happened and she couldn't go &amp;amp; all my other options are busy (seeing as how this week is AYC &amp;amp; Athens) .... so its just us 3 ... anyways that should be fun anyway and i'll post after we get back....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SIOqGHp1t9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/gkoUm0MTECk/s1600-h/IMG_1831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225207014790379474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SIOqGHp1t9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/gkoUm0MTECk/s320/IMG_1831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, I got new sunglasses yesterday! Like em? They had biggers ones which I liked too but i settled for these ones....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SIOp9typNcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pcj6pgbQeOs/s1600-h/IMG_1835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225206870409033154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SIOp9typNcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/pcj6pgbQeOs/s320/IMG_1835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Here is the purse I bought last week at the flea market! I like it... Anybody knows me know's my 2 colors are green (almost any shade but lime green is the best and bright/hot pink) in shirts i automatically go for green &amp;amp; pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thursday, Tonya, Mom, and I were gonna go to this outside mall place in Kentucky with Jess &amp;amp; the kids.  We were going cuz Jess was gonna get pics of Brice at this place that develops them in 2 hours so you can shop while you wait and bring the pics home with you.  Well we arrived at Jessica's house early (cuz i had  drug test for school earlier and we had xtra time) and she's like guess what? Brice is sick! He had a fever, which he was just sick a few wks ago...  so, i immediately had this feeling oh no! i got up extremely early for nothing cuz usually my bro in law Bill does not let his kids go out anywhere when they have a fever.... we decided to go on down to the mall place and just not take Brice's pics.... So we arrived down there but ate first, and rather eat at one of the pricey mall restauraunts, we found a Taco Bell.... the mall is one of those outdoor ones, not an outlet mall, but kinda like one.....it's one of those modern outdoor malls...which i thought it was really cool except almost all the stores were REALLY expensive!!! ... Well Sedona has been my buddy lately, and she sorta made a game out of goin in and out of the stores...i liked just looking around the expensive stores and she did too apparently..she was so cute like "Let's go in another store, Bubby (that's what the kids call me)"... so we were lookin at the clearance rack at this real expensive store..just mom, me, and sedona were in there and i look up and Sedona found a black hat laying on a display table thing and had it on her head...it just cracked me up, plus she just looked so adorable...i had stashed my camera in my purse so I whipped it out and the result is below! The only prob is she wouldn't show me her face for the pic but you get the idea :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SIOp0Pw5x0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qTUHP88J09I/s1600-h/IMG_1825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225206707729844034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SIOp0Pw5x0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qTUHP88J09I/s320/IMG_1825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Later, when we were headed to the van to leave I decided to take Sedona's pic in front of the "pretty flowers" ... she decided to block the sun from her eyes (it was one of those extremely hot, humid, sunny days.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SIOprCn91gI/AAAAAAAAAGI/utWB29Ixtfc/s1600-h/IMG_1826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225206549583877634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SIOprCn91gI/AAAAAAAAAGI/utWB29Ixtfc/s320/IMG_1826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So, i convinced her to let me take a pic w/o the hand and the result is below, I think it's pretty cute..Tonya frenchbraided her hair..it turned out pretty good although you can't tell from the pic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SIOpcOC3qCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/hmBjjhXSSNE/s1600-h/IMG_1827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225206294951471138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SIOpcOC3qCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/hmBjjhXSSNE/s320/IMG_1827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, that's all for this time.  I was gonna take a pic of my school bag and include it, but I haven't been feelin the greatest this afternoon and didn't want to make a unnecessary trip up the steps to take the pic, so i'll post it later.... well i have to go know, it's stormin and i don't want the electric to go off (including internet) b4 i get this thing posted....also i have to get ready for church :) so i'll write after vaca...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-7898779666331902329?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/7898779666331902329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=7898779666331902329' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/7898779666331902329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/7898779666331902329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/07/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update!'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SIOqGHp1t9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/gkoUm0MTECk/s72-c/IMG_1831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-2188433923619906965</id><published>2008-07-16T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T12:47:45.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So... I don't really remember what I posted last time, but I think i know...(that made a lot of sense) not too much has happened I guess.....This weekend was our weekend to go to West Virginia (where my family on my mom's side lives)...I always love going back there, It's SOO much fun and kinda like my 2nd home! I usually hang out with my cousin, Sierra &amp;amp; we have so much fun together even though she's younger than me.... The bad thing about going this weekend was that so much other stuff here was going on that I had to miss... Friday night there was a Signature Sound Concert (my fav quartet) in Portsmouth, Ohio which isn't too far .. Saturday was my friend Janae's, from elementary school &amp;amp; jr. high, wedding and Friday &amp;amp; Saturday was our church campout and picnic...we can't change our weekend to go to West Virginia though because we go flea market weekend. Dad always takes Papa to the flea market, and lately me and Sierra have been taggin along! :) My Papa always looks forward to the flea market...he starts talkin about next months like the week after this months (if that makes sense) it's good for him just to get out of the house...see, he takes care of my Mama, who is in very poor health, and just getting away from her and out is REALLY good for him....so yeah... we left here Friday afternoon and arrived there Friday evening (it only takes 2 1/2 hours) we got back there earlier than normal, but once we got there we found out my aunt &amp;amp; uncle and cousins were gone to campmeeting... so me and mom and dad hung out at my grandparents house... see, my aunt &amp;amp; uncle and mama &amp;amp; papa live on the same piece of property, just across the creek from each other..mom and dad stay with my grandparents and i stay with my aunt &amp;amp; uncle... so,  yeah..i was SOO bored i had NOTHING to do, so i just out my camera and took lotsa random pics, you know dairy queen cup, grass in sidewalk kinda pics...there was way too many to post here so i just put a few..to see the rest go look at my facebook...so finally they got home from campmeeting and i hung out at there house with my cousin till we went to bed (late)...we got up Saturday morning and went 2 the flea market with dad and papa... well we ride with them but once we get there we go on our own...so it was SOO hot outside Saturday, we kinda went throught the outside booths really fast cuz Sierra wanted to go inside the buildings which are cooler... so we did but of course dad and papa take a LOT longer cuz they eat (we ate b4 we got there) and look and lot slower and more thorougly than us... so we looked outside again more thorougly then back inside and eventually we just sat on some empty tables in empty booth in one of the buildings and just watched people go by... eventually dad &amp;amp; papa came in and we left like 30 min. later... after that we went 2 look at a motor &amp;amp; tranny dad had bought earlier (let me just say right now that we took papa's car and the drivers window is stuck down so a lot of our a.c. went out the window and it was hot in there so some windows were rolled down) so we parked in this guys driveway way out in the country and dad got out to look at the stuff.... so Papa, Sierra, and me stayed in the car... well Sierra was changing purses (she bought a new one at the flea market) well i don't know what i was doing but i heard Sierra scream and i looked up and saw a wasp in the car (she said later that she looked up from her purse and it was right in front of her face) so she opened her door and went outside (rather quickly) well the wasp flew on over to my side of the car (her window was open mine wasn't) and I screamed..well he got in between me and my door so .....*cough*cough*... i kinda dove across the seat and landed on my stomach (on the seat) with my hands on the gravel outside from there i crawled outside, laid on the ground for a minute then got up... from there we went and sat on a stone wall thingy till dad was ready 2 go..it was a very interesting happening and needless to say Sierra was dying laughing the whole time and everytime she thought of it later she laughed.... anyways.... we went back "home" later we (me and Sierra) went to walmart with her dad, uncle george, while he bought stuff for supper (we LOVE going to walmart!!!lol) and then later like 10 pm we went again with my parents... stayed up late again ... sunday we went to there church...they have a new pastor who is SOO Much better than there last one, i'm SOO glad!!! we hung out sunday afternoon at their house and left sunday evening... so yeah that was my weekend!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Tonya have been going through tons of recipe magazines mom has gotten over the years and are cutting recipes that look good out and putting them on index card thingys!... well mom got a laminator machine thingy to laminate them...just a lil one but its SOO much fun! lol.. i could entertain myself for hours with it! lol..ok so i'm easily amused..seriously though, its really cool to send it through and it comes out so cool looking... we tried one of the new recipes last night (i cooked it) taco casserole, it had bowtie noodles, cheese, salsa, ground beef, etc it was REALLY good we all liked it... today for lunch we tried 2 new recipies dressing stuffed chicken and twice baked potatoes (i did the chicken, tonya did the potatoes) and it turned out really well too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going on vacation next week to Gatliburg/Pigeon Forge... hopefully Sierra can go with us.... i'll post about it after it happens .. lol and post pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i got a cute new purse at the flea market and a cute school bag a few wks ago at the mall i'll try to take pics and post them sometime....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i think thats about it for this time...sorry it couldn't be more interesting..enjoy the pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/__63l-BufLmI/SH5GwKj65YI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8vruXXdTLww/s1600-h/IMG_1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SH5GwKj65YI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8vruXXdTLww/s320/IMG_1748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223690411079034242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;At papa &amp;amp; mama's house- Tom (the cat) was so happy that mom fed him! lol...&lt;/span&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/__63l-BufLmI/SH5GZxXv6VI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0BZdsAfZZTQ/s1600-h/IMG_1749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SH5GZxXv6VI/AAAAAAAAAFs/0BZdsAfZZTQ/s320/IMG_1749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223690026359974226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Dad reading a paper on the back porch&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SH5GGaB7hiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/oH9A3AJnOQA/s1600-h/IMG_1751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SH5GGaB7hiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/oH9A3AJnOQA/s320/IMG_1751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223689693676930594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Papa feeding his dog (i think its name is Rocky)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&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/__63l-BufLmI/SH5FzOzuoSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tEXTo8nsR4A/s1600-h/IMG_1776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SH5FzOzuoSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tEXTo8nsR4A/s320/IMG_1776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223689364247060770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Just me... like i said b4 I took lots more pics these are just a few...&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SH5FmUSYVUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bg1bUZ8tNCU/s1600-h/IMG_1789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SH5FmUSYVUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bg1bUZ8tNCU/s320/IMG_1789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223689142379500866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A cute pic of "Tom".. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/__63l-BufLmI/SH5FQveSuiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/d5noM8PXIDA/s1600-h/IMG_1791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SH5FQveSuiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/d5noM8PXIDA/s320/IMG_1791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223688771720100386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This is my Mama....its not the best pic, but...&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SH5FDVdjdNI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DWzOJfOVreM/s1600-h/IMG_1794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SH5FDVdjdNI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DWzOJfOVreM/s320/IMG_1794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223688541399381202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My cousin, Joseph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/__63l-BufLmI/SH5E2-0HMCI/AAAAAAAAAE8/4NcqncAQDtU/s1600-h/IMG_1803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SH5E2-0HMCI/AAAAAAAAAE8/4NcqncAQDtU/s320/IMG_1803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223688329161551906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This is my AWESOME papa!&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SH5EbXro59I/AAAAAAAAAE0/O1vf-_6vVSM/s1600-h/IMG_1805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SH5EbXro59I/AAAAAAAAAE0/O1vf-_6vVSM/s320/IMG_1805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223687854800562130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sierra! lol...&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SH5EJssoTXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6lxqkqB7ND0/s1600-h/IMG_1809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SH5EJssoTXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6lxqkqB7ND0/s320/IMG_1809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223687551204216178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me saturday morning waitin 2 go 2 the flea market- the lighting is weird here...&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SH5D6sA2XuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/K5QOA1QPk1A/s1600-h/IMG_1811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SH5D6sA2XuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/K5QOA1QPk1A/s320/IMG_1811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223687293322551010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sierra, Sat. morning&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SH5DpEdGR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/9SrbOmdrpak/s1600-h/IMG_1818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SH5DpEdGR5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/9SrbOmdrpak/s320/IMG_1818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223686990645839762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me after the flea market... a got a lil sunburnt but it was gone within a day or 2&lt;/span&gt;&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/__63l-BufLmI/SH5DXnCQh-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/JXgto1zP8Dw/s1600-h/IMG_1822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SH5DXnCQh-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/JXgto1zP8Dw/s320/IMG_1822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223686690690861026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;After church Sunday morning....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&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/8002275283079134456-2188433923619906965?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/2188433923619906965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=2188433923619906965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/2188433923619906965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/2188433923619906965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/07/randomness.html' title='Randomness...'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SH5GwKj65YI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8vruXXdTLww/s72-c/IMG_1748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-6685733630854663725</id><published>2008-07-07T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T14:32:52.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do these things happen to me??? .. and other such randomness</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/__63l-BufLmI/SHKEQZEWRuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_ObiD1iDi00/s1600-h/IMG_1737.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have you ever got one of those "this is not a chain letter" chain letters that say if you send one of these things to this person and send out 6 letters you'll get 36 of whatever you sent out? Well i got one a few summers ago, that was flip flops....and what normal teenage girl wouldn't like 36 pairs of flip flops for the price of 1? so i did it! .. i didn't get 36 pair, but i did get 4 or 5!...Well i found most of these flip flops the other day while cleaning out under my bed..*cough*cough*..anyway i decided i would wear some and through others away... well this past Saturday I put a tootsie roll pair of flip flops on..dad dropped me and mom off at the mall so he could go to Harbor Freight... So i stepped out of the car...and my food/ankle turned sideways kinda... so i straightened my food and everything was fine..until i discovered this maneuver had destroyed my poor flip flop! It totally yanked the plastic thing that holds the shoe on out of the shoe! The sides of it were still attached, but the center thingy was loose! So a mixture of panic, embarrassment, and humor struck me! I think mom was just embarrassed! So i was standing on the sidewalk/entrance thingy to the foodcourt of Eastgate mall wearing one flip flop holding the other in my hand while trying to fix it...also, at this point I think i was kinda laughing...anyway mom was totally embarrassed. she told me "those boys are laughing at you" i looked over and 3 little maybe 10 year old boys were sitting on the curb all looking over at me...well of course i didn't care that the lil guys were finding my situation humorous cuz i was too, so this just made me laugh harder... well i didn't get the shoe fixed, but mom suggested we move inside and fix it there..so i scooted into the mall and sat at the closest table to the door...mom threatened to sit at another table but she stuck with me! So i worked and worked and FINALLY got the plastic thingy through the lil hole..but i soon discovered i had put it on twisted..so it was REALLY uncomfortable...so needless to say we headed straight to buy a new pair of flip flops..mom bought me this really nice, comfortable pair..which now she says i broke the shoe just to get new ones..but i didn't i promise! Oh, by the way....as soon as i bought the new shoes i changed and my old shoes in the new box went into the trash can at the mall!!! ... So why do these things always happen to me, while I did find it humorous.... mom says i'm like tonya (my sis)... one time a long time ago she had just washed her hair and it was down to dry (i don't remember this btw it's just what i've been told) so, her freshly clean hair was down and she was making a cake or something in the mixer..well somehow her hair got in the mixer all mixed up with the cake mix..needless to say she wasn't happy .. but then that reminds me of a story of myself..several years ago mom told me to sweep under the bird cage with the lil handheld "Dirt Devil" so i did it kneeling on the floor sweeping, but my hair was down...the sweeper somehow found my hair and when mom came in the sweeper was up to my head, with all my hair inside...mom started dying laughing and i was NOT happy...but the problem was easily fixed i turned off the sweeper and my hair came right out...anyway i'm sure i could go on for hours with these stories, but I know you don't want to listen for hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well, contrary to what it my seem, I am a patriotic person! You should see my room at home, as much patriotic stuff as I can squeeze in...well not quite, but you get my point!... anyways we didn't do much this July 4th... it was a strange July 4th actually with all the rain...the day was pretty normal actually, the only out of the ordinary thing we did was meet in town (Eastgate) at ryans for a family supper (with all 10 of us) .. then afterward we all came back to our house where we just hung out. The "guys", Dad and my brothers-in-law, Bill &amp;amp; Craig got on the internet on my laptop downstairs and were watching tractor/truck pulls, cars, and monster trucks on youtube.... mostly, i played with the kids...i watched, actually, sedona and cam play with my old toys upstairs, which of course they wouldn't share with their lil brother, brice... later somehow sedona got interested in what the guys were doin on my computer and then cam did too...so both of them were occupied with that...actually for a while it was just them and their "uncle craig" who both of them are "scared of"  so during this time my youngest nephew, brice took advantage of their being occupied by playing with the toys all by himself! ... There was fireworks at different places around us outside, but I didn't get to see any because i was watching Brice, and the kids were scared of them...like Cam (3 yrs old) said he was "scared from the fireworks"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Wow...this post looks so long already..lol prolly cuz the font is bold..oh well...On July 4th after we ate I rode with my sis Jess &amp;amp; her husband Bill and the kids back to our house...we had to run past their house first to get the kids' pjs but i thought i would tell you some cute stuff Sedona (4 yrs) was saying... she was talking about when thunder woke her up in her bed, I asked her was she scared? She says "No, God helps me!" I said "God helps you?" She says, "Yeah, God helps me.  Jesus doesn't help me but God helps me!" Another thing she told me was "They made us, so they like us!" I was like "they like us, huh?" also she said, "Jesus lived here once" and "I don't know what God looks like!" My reply, "neither do I" ... her daddy says her theology needs some help...but "out of the mouth of babes".....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Well..you've already heard some about my weekend... My dad, sister, Jess, and I sang at church Sunday night..i think it went pretty well considering..... well let's just say that God helped us!! Brother Eisenhart gave a wonderful sermon on Worrying! I think God is trying to tell me something because my Oswald Chambers devotional from Friday night was on worrying! Seriously though, I do tend to be big worrier! But for the record, God has helped me SO much this summer with it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well...I think this post is quite long enough..below are some pics from July 4th...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/__63l-BufLmI/SHKEQZEWRuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_ObiD1iDi00/s1600-h/IMG_1737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SHKEQZEWRuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_ObiD1iDi00/s320/IMG_1737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220380335217723106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids usually have either umbrellas or sunglasses, depending on the weather! This is Friday night, coming out of the restaurant... I think this is a cute pic of Sedona....&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/__63l-BufLmI/SHKEBno4i3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/dB8B2F07Vx0/s1600-h/IMG_1739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SHKEBno4i3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/dB8B2F07Vx0/s320/IMG_1739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220380081431022450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cam and his "brella" you can't see him as well cuz of the green color...notice his cowboy boots! Tuesday in Walmart Sedona wanted to try shoes on so (i had Sedona and Cam by myself, mom and Jess were somewhere else with Brice) i tried cowboy boots on both of them, Cam's - brown, Sedona's -black... well... they showed them to Mama and Mommy and ended up getting them! I'll try to get better pics of them later ... Cam LOVES his boots and wears them all the time!! Even after he has his bath he puts them back on....&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/__63l-BufLmI/SHKDwOgA4pI/AAAAAAAAAD8/QWbfFv4H2zk/s1600-h/IMG_1743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SHKDwOgA4pI/AAAAAAAAAD8/QWbfFv4H2zk/s320/IMG_1743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220379782625157778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I sat by Brice on the way to our 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/__63l-BufLmI/SHKDUWVbf9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/57ge26FjWE0/s1600-h/IMG_1745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SHKDUWVbf9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/57ge26FjWE0/s320/IMG_1745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220379303691911122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lot of the time she won't pose nicely for pictures, sometimes though she is in the mood to cooperate and this was one of those times...which resulted in this adorable pic!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SHKDH0OwNCI/AAAAAAAAADs/ToIMoHFxpHo/s1600-h/IMG_1747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SHKDH0OwNCI/AAAAAAAAADs/ToIMoHFxpHo/s320/IMG_1747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220379088378672162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cam loves cheesin for 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/__63l-BufLmI/SHKC9ZcGYcI/AAAAAAAAADk/-KJxSKD_sIw/s1600-h/IMG_1990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SHKC9ZcGYcI/AAAAAAAAADk/-KJxSKD_sIw/s320/IMG_1990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220378909388202434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a VERY rare site, the kids with Craig, and even more Cam on Craig's lap...This is them on my laptop on the internet...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SHKC0ruqypI/AAAAAAAAADc/_oQyz4AS6bE/s1600-h/IMG_1992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SHKC0ruqypI/AAAAAAAAADc/_oQyz4AS6bE/s320/IMG_1992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220378759679101586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't he adorable???&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/__63l-BufLmI/SHKCrSeXTrI/AAAAAAAAADU/39mwuN7zeV8/s1600-h/IMG_1993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SHKCrSeXTrI/AAAAAAAAADU/39mwuN7zeV8/s320/IMG_1993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220378598281006770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing "peek a boo" with the camera!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SHKCkBGP82I/AAAAAAAAADM/PqaWARSWVrc/s1600-h/IMG_1995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SHKCkBGP82I/AAAAAAAAADM/PqaWARSWVrc/s320/IMG_1995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220378473357374306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Takin advantage of big sis &amp;amp; bro being gone by havin all the toys to himself!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Well, that's all for this time! Hope you've enjoyed this post! Have a good day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8002275283079134456-6685733630854663725?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/6685733630854663725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=6685733630854663725' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/6685733630854663725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/6685733630854663725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-do-these-things-happen-to-me-and.html' title='Why do these things happen to me??? .. and other such randomness'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SHKEQZEWRuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_ObiD1iDi00/s72-c/IMG_1737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-957036316932681465</id><published>2008-07-04T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T10:18:26.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden Happenings!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SG5ZwP5x9SI/AAAAAAAAADA/rgz8XqHbmC4/s1600-h/IMG_1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SG5ZwP5x9SI/AAAAAAAAADA/rgz8XqHbmC4/s320/IMG_1724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219207703606457634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, Wednesday I was informed we were putting the garden in that night, and ALL of us had to help get it done!! Now you're probably thinking, It's July?? Why are you just NOW putting a garden in? Well i have perfectly good excuses for that!! If you live anywhere around Cincinnati, you'll know it rains just about every day here....(which gets annoying after a while)...the dirt where we live isn't very good and the field, where Craig wanted to put the garden just lays in water! Since it hadn't rained for a few days and was supposed to rain again the next day, we had no choice, but to put the garden in! Just to clarify, I wanted to go to church, but according to dad, I HAD to help with the garden! *grumble*....The guy down the road plowed it for us, which a charge of course. So Craig &amp;amp; Tonya (my sis &amp;amp; her husband), started spreading, oh i forget what it's called, but that stuff that helps a garden grow better lol... and then they stringed a line thingy up, well i'm sure yaal know how to put a garden in...anyway dad started planting that tomato plants while I sat in a chair and watched...Everyone else was working so I quickly decided that I should help too, so I started helping dad by handing him the tomato plants, which I got bored about halfway down the row...Tonya &amp;amp; Craig worked on planting the hot peppers, green bell peppers, and okra...after we got all this done we stopped for supper! We drove down to the hot dog stand (well it's called a dairy bar i think) not too far from our house, then came back and finished up... we in other stuff such as: corn, green beans, cucumber, squash, zucchini, onions etc... at this point i just helped fill up the water can and water the new plants...another guy down the road, Jeff, who LOVES to talk came down and kept us company! lol...that's about it... i caught this cute lil baby frog....and got TONS of mosquito bites, since we were in the field till after dark!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SG5ZhP7oZpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6lKdjFGeRs0/s1600-h/IMG_1725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SG5ZhP7oZpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6lKdjFGeRs0/s320/IMG_1725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219207445916182162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonya spreading the fertilizer (see i remembered what it's called)&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/__63l-BufLmI/SG5ZUFzII3I/AAAAAAAAACw/1COq7bbhOjk/s1600-h/IMG_1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SG5ZUFzII3I/AAAAAAAAACw/1COq7bbhOjk/s320/IMG_1726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219207219857859442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad plantin tomatoes!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SG5ZGlDmdDI/AAAAAAAAACo/-PmQ8l1y2XM/s1600-h/IMG_1728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SG5ZGlDmdDI/AAAAAAAAACo/-PmQ8l1y2XM/s320/IMG_1728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219206987730285618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with a tomato plant! See, i told you i got bored!! 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SG5Y7i1ERmI/AAAAAAAAACg/qS6EmiYhr9Q/s1600-h/IMG_1729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SG5Y7i1ERmI/AAAAAAAAACg/qS6EmiYhr9Q/s320/IMG_1729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219206798153893474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom carrying water to water the tomatoes...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SG5Yrt8gXjI/AAAAAAAAACY/fg_0yYWx0x4/s1600-h/IMG_1730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SG5Yrt8gXjI/AAAAAAAAACY/fg_0yYWx0x4/s320/IMG_1730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219206526259977778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol..this is dad...he found a way to shield himself from the sun apparently! See it was really hot and sunny out....&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/__63l-BufLmI/SG5YdrGhn-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/e7U2YFes8a0/s1600-h/IMG_1731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SG5YdrGhn-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/e7U2YFes8a0/s320/IMG_1731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219206284978528226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonya &amp;amp; Craig plantin okra ...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SG5YPhRpRaI/AAAAAAAAACI/rrylV2YeShs/s1600-h/IMG_1732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SG5YPhRpRaI/AAAAAAAAACI/rrylV2YeShs/s320/IMG_1732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219206041822643618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So i couldn't resist havin my pic taken on this tractor...it's not actually ours it belongs to Jeff, the guy down the road, dad says he'll buy it if he gets it running, but since it's been sittin there like a year i don't think he's gonna fix it! Anyway after i got off that thing my hands were like black! and I discovered it's a Ford tractor!&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/__63l-BufLmI/SG5YB85etBI/AAAAAAAAACA/cvMrQq-9qV4/s1600-h/IMG_1734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SG5YB85etBI/AAAAAAAAACA/cvMrQq-9qV4/s320/IMG_1734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219205808719311890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the cute lil froggy i found...i took this pic just as he plunged off my hand to the field below...&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/__63l-BufLmI/SG5X6pAB9nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6hMIY9dILmU/s1600-h/IMG_1717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SG5X6pAB9nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6hMIY9dILmU/s320/IMG_1717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219205683118995058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is just me...I was trying to get a pic of me wearin a new shirt I had bought...this actually was a diff. day than the garden happenings, but I thought I would include it, I have several more (lol), but if you wanna see them go to my facebook....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well that's it for now, hope you have enjoyed this post, a lil more interesting than last time i think.... I hope everybody has a good 4th of July, today!&lt;br /&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/8002275283079134456-957036316932681465?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/957036316932681465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=957036316932681465' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/957036316932681465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/957036316932681465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/07/garden-happenings.html' title='Garden Happenings!!'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63l-BufLmI/SG5ZwP5x9SI/AAAAAAAAADA/rgz8XqHbmC4/s72-c/IMG_1724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8002275283079134456.post-8963449783194165341</id><published>2008-07-02T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:06:33.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally got a blog!!</title><content type='html'>So i've been contemplating getting a blog for a while now...I used to have a Xanga blog way back when and it was fun, so finally i gave in and got one...it might take me a while to figure this thing out, but eventually i will!!! lol... Summer is going good, i've been relaxin, readin books, spendin lots of time with my family!! I have piano lessons with Mrs. Martha Miller, and for the piano concert thing this fall i'm playing The Chariot Race from Ben Hur and some other gospel song..lol..anyway i just started practicing the Chariot Race today and it's the Coolest song ever!!!! anyway i know this is a pathetic post but it's a start! lol...so i'll be going now..if i can figure out how to post pics i will....later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8002275283079134456-8963449783194165341?l=ruthahoschar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/feeds/8963449783194165341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8002275283079134456&amp;postID=8963449783194165341' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/8963449783194165341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8002275283079134456/posts/default/8963449783194165341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthahoschar.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-finally-got-blog.html' title='I finally got a blog!!'/><author><name>Blog of a College Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00086343428899205416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__63l-BufLmI/SGvctoTzhnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tnK0olBDgWc/S220/Copy+of+IMG_1652.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
