<?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-2348898852998006264</id><updated>2012-01-15T23:42:24.784-08:00</updated><category term='great'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Country Romance</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>255</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-2487442877323556535</id><published>2012-01-14T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T19:48:53.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching Katy to cook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YzkzBxus5Wc/TxJLrAZgY8I/AAAAAAAAEcE/3ZFol_4ELrU/s1600/374625_3030065431685_1264329884_33206984_1377117791_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697699680790537154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YzkzBxus5Wc/TxJLrAZgY8I/AAAAAAAAEcE/3ZFol_4ELrU/s400/374625_3030065431685_1264329884_33206984_1377117791_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chef Katy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUhVFt1m3aw/TxJLhB_eypI/AAAAAAAAEb4/SKbVDBZNabI/s1600/397859_3030161634090_1264329884_33207044_49905002_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697699509419559570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUhVFt1m3aw/TxJLhB_eypI/AAAAAAAAEb4/SKbVDBZNabI/s400/397859_3030161634090_1264329884_33207044_49905002_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Come and get it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aMDQ-43XIrE/TxJLVcWnmDI/AAAAAAAAEbs/_PfaF8fuzbE/s1600/394489_3030040511062_1264329884_33206975_1985842444_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697699310337497138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aMDQ-43XIrE/TxJLVcWnmDI/AAAAAAAAEbs/_PfaF8fuzbE/s400/394489_3030040511062_1264329884_33206975_1985842444_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Draining her first batch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BOwRU5c94JY/TxJLMcqc-YI/AAAAAAAAEbg/5loSDAV_rb0/s1600/379498_3029995469936_1264329884_33206964_661994602_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697699155801864578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BOwRU5c94JY/TxJLMcqc-YI/AAAAAAAAEbg/5loSDAV_rb0/s400/379498_3029995469936_1264329884_33206964_661994602_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2uY8x1UZIC0/TxJKxHyUeEI/AAAAAAAAEbU/EAkOT0ZA5Sw/s1600/379386_3030003550138_1264329884_33206968_1053683195_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697698686341249090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2uY8x1UZIC0/TxJKxHyUeEI/AAAAAAAAEbU/EAkOT0ZA5Sw/s400/379386_3030003550138_1264329884_33206968_1053683195_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;         Soaking the pickle before dipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow it has been a rough week. I have been sick this week and in bed. Last night my little Katy came to stay with me. She was my nurse as she likes to say it. We stayed in bed and watched Food Network. That was a BIG mistake ...today I just had to go to town and get medication and we got the idea to cook. Katy is now eight years old and her little mind is every where on what she wants to be when she grows up. Last night it was a Chef...I guess we will see,but until then Nana will teach her all she can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-2487442877323556535?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2487442877323556535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2012/01/teaching-katy-to-cook.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/2487442877323556535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/2487442877323556535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2012/01/teaching-katy-to-cook.html' title='Teaching Katy to cook'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YzkzBxus5Wc/TxJLrAZgY8I/AAAAAAAAEcE/3ZFol_4ELrU/s72-c/374625_3030065431685_1264329884_33206984_1377117791_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-7737421814174670825</id><published>2012-01-07T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T19:32:40.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to catch up with me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rxoTZgko9-c/TwkOH9pd6qI/AAAAAAAAEbE/_ysyZGJLsqk/s1600/383969_2861248771374_1264329884_33119128_159982614_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695098733757065890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rxoTZgko9-c/TwkOH9pd6qI/AAAAAAAAEbE/_ysyZGJLsqk/s400/383969_2861248771374_1264329884_33119128_159982614_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmDzYXH1zDc/TwkOB2dInzI/AAAAAAAAEa4/rKDOtYnL0hU/s1600/374761_2859976779575_1264329884_33118666_1859394169_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695098628747075378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmDzYXH1zDc/TwkOB2dInzI/AAAAAAAAEa4/rKDOtYnL0hU/s400/374761_2859976779575_1264329884_33118666_1859394169_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vt0mLs4cKuY/TwkN9LEm5rI/AAAAAAAAEas/5jrjwIQExZc/s1600/403071_2860631635946_1264329884_33118942_614413106_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695098548382000818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vt0mLs4cKuY/TwkN9LEm5rI/AAAAAAAAEas/5jrjwIQExZc/s400/403071_2860631635946_1264329884_33118942_614413106_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkR8mIZ8EOM/TwkN4JyaSzI/AAAAAAAAEag/hTr823qvRLI/s1600/396594_2857976449568_1264329884_33117564_2017262443_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695098462137895730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkR8mIZ8EOM/TwkN4JyaSzI/AAAAAAAAEag/hTr823qvRLI/s400/396594_2857976449568_1264329884_33117564_2017262443_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mHDcVR3oN9c/TwkNwRfLS3I/AAAAAAAAEaU/ck71j2f_--s/s1600/385105_2860906002805_1264329884_33119052_2067448525_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695098326765751154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mHDcVR3oN9c/TwkNwRfLS3I/AAAAAAAAEaU/ck71j2f_--s/s400/385105_2860906002805_1264329884_33119052_2067448525_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks to all my sweet friends that came by to visit. I thought it would be nice to catch you up some with my life. For you that have followed me you know I love to cook. This is something God has placed in my life. One day I was crying out to God and ask how I would make it? I had been house wife and mom. My home was my life and making sure my kids and husband had everything. NO school..wow what to do? God spoke to me that day..no not out loud,but I knew it was him." Use your talent" I knew where he was going with this. Cooking was a gift he gave me and a special mom to teach me. Right after I felt him speak I called a few people and it all started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Southern Sister"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Country cooking from the heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My daughter April started my Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/SouthernSister"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/#!/SouthernSister&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and we ordered some cards. I had to get the word out.I knew it wouldn't be overnight and with the economy it is hard,but all I can do is follow my heart.The small orders started to come in just when I needed some extra money. Then my daughter decided to build&lt;/span&gt; a site so others could place orders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;a href="http://www.wix.com/momeason/southernsister"&gt;http://www.wix.com/momeason/southernsister&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It has been a slow road,but I have enjoyed it.I love putting my heart into what I do for others. When I went home for Thanksgiving I got my first big job for an Oil company there. I came home packed up and went back. Thanks to my sister and her husband for their home and a great friend that stayed up night and day helping me it went over great. To everything there is a season and things are in Gods hands...I'm just holding on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-7737421814174670825?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7737421814174670825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2012/01/time-to-catch-up-with-me.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/7737421814174670825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/7737421814174670825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2012/01/time-to-catch-up-with-me.html' title='Time to catch up with me....'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rxoTZgko9-c/TwkOH9pd6qI/AAAAAAAAEbE/_ysyZGJLsqk/s72-c/383969_2861248771374_1264329884_33119128_159982614_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-855302117602827135</id><published>2012-01-06T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T20:00:12.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is still changing in 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vtRHxge7xy4/TwfDOZ8UiRI/AAAAAAAAEXc/VHsKKo-eYrc/s1600/374938_2733981229765_1264329884_33063021_1482291552_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694734906082756882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vtRHxge7xy4/TwfDOZ8UiRI/AAAAAAAAEXc/VHsKKo-eYrc/s400/374938_2733981229765_1264329884_33063021_1482291552_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow it doesn't seem like it is about to be two years since my life took a turn. There has been mountains and valleys,but the one thing I can say for sure "My GOD is faithful" He has stood beside me and at times carried me when I couldn't walk. I feel that each step I have grown and shed somethings out of my life. I thought about starting a new Blog or changing this one since I am leaving my past behind,but "Country Romance" is still me...the house might change,the decor may change,but the heart hasn't. I am me and that will not change. I go back to court Feb. 15th...I am so ready to complete this chapter of my life and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I thank all of you that have been there as I traveled this road.Welcome 2012...time for change.&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/2348898852998006264-855302117602827135?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/855302117602827135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-is-still-changing-in-2012.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/855302117602827135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/855302117602827135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-is-still-changing-in-2012.html' title='Life is still changing in 2012'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vtRHxge7xy4/TwfDOZ8UiRI/AAAAAAAAEXc/VHsKKo-eYrc/s72-c/374938_2733981229765_1264329884_33063021_1482291552_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-3237309240306893709</id><published>2011-08-08T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T06:29:07.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing Gods job.Hitting the Highways and Hedges</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I write this story with a heavy heart,but at the same time happiness. In no way do I write this to glorify me,but the God that created me and gave me the heart for others.He has always gave me a heart to reach out to the ones in the streets,the ones not as loved. To get out of the comfortable building and off the pew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In Gods word he commands us to go to the Highways and Hedges..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Luke 14:1, 12-24&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;My story starts a few weekends back and is a true story.I will call her Angel in the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;A few weekends ago my sweet grandbaby had a birthday party. It had been a busy weekend and day. We had just gotten in the car to leave the party very tired and worn out. As my son-in-law was driving us down a major highway in our town we approached a lady standing in the road. She seemed very fragile he clothes turned wrong side out and she may have been 100 lbs soaking wet. We could tell she was very upset and trying to stop someone to help her. As she stood in the middle of many lanes of traffic flagging for help cars continued to pass her by. See in today's time people are more worried about their safety and time than someone in need. Without giving it any thought my son-in-law stopped in the middle of the on going traffic and ask her what she needed. With tears rolling down her face and hardly able to speak we put her in the car by me. Yes she was an Angel or maybe even Jesus.I wrapped my arms around her and she laid her head on my shoulder.With a broken heart and tears she told us her story. Angel had rode to the hospital by ambulance from another town. She was in pain and very fragile. As we looked we could not see where they had even taken blood,given her fluids or anything. She was very thirsty and hungry and dehydrated standing in the 100 degree weather. We had to make a decision what to do here. We knew we couldn't just leave her and where and who did she even belong to? At this point all that mattered was she was Gods child and needed us. We decided to take her to another hospital and see if we could get her help. My son-in-law pulled into the ER,got her a wheelchair and we started the process.One that would lead into the early morning hours.As we entered the hospital I told the cop standing there what was going on as my daughter and son-in-law tried to make Angel comfortable. We got her checked in to the ER about four o'clock that evening. After talking and finding out more we knew Angel had a leaking heart valve and many other problems that others seemed not to care about .You ask why? maybe because she was a poor black lady....maybe because she wasn't as clean and dressed like us....maybe because she came from a side of town not many care not to venture into,BUT God cares.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;As minutes turned into hours Angel still cried...if I tried to walk away even to bathroom she would beg me not to leave her. I would assure her I would return. At some point I wondered what I was doing there and what should I do,but all I knew is I couldn't leave her. My family worked to find her next of kin and get food and drink to make her as comfortable as we could. She was so happy to have us there she would try to smile with no teeth in her head and tears of joy flowing down her face. I wished I could say the hospital cared as much as we did,but to them she was just another number. She was cold and yet I couldn't even get her a blanket...she was hungry and they wouldn't even get me a jello. I sat and wondered what has our world come to?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Probably about midnight we finally got a room. Yes it had been all day with her sitting in a wheelchair. As she finally got in a bed VERY little was done. The doctor let me know she was a regular . I thought to myself how do you know the pain and life of this woman?She is hurting,cold,fragile,hungry alone and im sure all she knows is to get to a hospital where someone might care. It hurts me to say they didn't. I did get them to give her fluids because I could tell she was dehydrated. They took her blood and ex-ray,but that is all.They wouldn't keep her and where would she go?Who would take care of her? No family ever showed up,but I did find out she had a church ministers wife that checked on her. I talked with her and all I knew to do was send her home in the hospital van,pray and try and stay in touch and see what I could do to help her.About 2 am the hospital assured me they would get her home...tired an worn from the day I decided I had to leave her. I didn't want to and as I told her bye she cried and said she had never felt such love and that God had sent her an Angel. With tears in both our eyes we parted ways never to know if I would see her again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;On Saturday I got a call from the ministers with that they had found Angel dead on her door step. It broke my heart to know,but I can be sure of one thing...I reached out with all the love God had put into me and I will see her again in heaven.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;We never know what God has for us when we walk out our door,but please be aware he just might have an Angel for you to meet.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;In Memory o a special lady.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-3237309240306893709?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3237309240306893709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/08/doing-gods-jobhitting-highways-and.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3237309240306893709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3237309240306893709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/08/doing-gods-jobhitting-highways-and.html' title='Doing Gods job.Hitting the Highways and Hedges'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-4009103984251902398</id><published>2011-07-20T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T14:46:44.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have a special sister...I DO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rxi98z6Z6bU/TidMoDq-hkI/AAAAAAAADs8/1WlaKMX3u8g/s1600/DSCN5826.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rxi98z6Z6bU/TidMoDq-hkI/AAAAAAAADs8/1WlaKMX3u8g/s400/DSCN5826.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631554110114137666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Do you have a special sister? I DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Many of you have seen and heard me talk about my&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; sister&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Debi Lynn is the name she was given by my parents,but I know her as best friend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;See I am the baby and she will sure tell you I know it and that I am spoiled. Growing up Debi was the older&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; sister&lt;/span&gt; that I loved to tag along behind. It was a good thing I did because mom and dad made her take me every where. Even on most of her dates.If she didn't do what I liked I would tell on her. It really is a wonder I am still alive ti tell it. I knew she loved me,but I got on her last nerve. Little did she know I was learning and watching her. She taught me the good and the bad. I had some fun times doing things I shouldn't with my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sister&lt;/span&gt;. I do think the things I learned help make me who I am today.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;My&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; sister&lt;/span&gt; was always my bed partner. We shared a room until she left home. I will never forget when I found out she was leaving home how my heart sank. Oh yea I would get more and finally a room alone,but I would miss her so much. I didn't let her get far from my sight though. I started staying nights with her and some summers when she lived away. As we both started to become older we started not only to grow as sisters,but friends. We even chased a few boys,danced, took karate,learned to drive,shop,cook and many more things I better not tell!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;The one thing we did that will always be special in my teen years was sing together. We grew up singing and Debi playing the guitar,but we wanted to travel. We got us an Agent and that we did..travel. Oh not to far but it wasn't because the talent wasn't there. My&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; sister&lt;/span&gt; could sure sing and I sang tenor. We had so much fun playing the local places. See something I didn't realize at the time is all the things were bounding us closer together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Both of us married and started our families. We married men with the same name and even were pregnant together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Through all of these things I can never say she wasn't there for me. She wiped my tears,fought my fights and even rescued me when I needed help.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;In the past two years losing our mom was very hard on us,but my&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; sister&lt;/span&gt; stepped up once again. Even through the hard time she was having she became like a mom to me. See I am the baby and she knew I would need her.Not to  long after that my husband walked out. I wanted to call my mom so bad,but she was gone. With a broken heart I called my&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; sister&lt;/span&gt; and within days she was here .She dropped everything she was doing,traveled down to Mississippi and got me a lawyer. She even had to get me out of bed and get me to him because I couldn't. Never once has she ever complained.She has stood by me,lifted me up and even had to carry me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;She has been my mom,my friend and my&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; SISTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Love you Debi more than words can say&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/2348898852998006264-4009103984251902398?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4009103984251902398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/07/do-you-have-special-sisteri-do.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4009103984251902398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4009103984251902398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/07/do-you-have-special-sisteri-do.html' title='Do you have a special sister...I DO'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rxi98z6Z6bU/TidMoDq-hkI/AAAAAAAADs8/1WlaKMX3u8g/s72-c/DSCN5826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-132974890016088570</id><published>2011-07-18T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T22:59:20.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta love summer and good old Tomato sandwiches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xX9sCxEN3DU/TiUdKwiuegI/AAAAAAAADs0/7rQ9uZf_BYA/s1600/tomato-sandwich.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xX9sCxEN3DU/TiUdKwiuegI/AAAAAAAADs0/7rQ9uZf_BYA/s400/tomato-sandwich.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630938979763124738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;My good friend Suzie Q at &lt;a href="http://rabbitruncottage.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://rabbitruncottage.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; had a beautiful blog this week and sure got me hungry for some summer favorites. The question was ask "a favorite summer treat" my mind went back to the wonderful days of summer as a child. I loved when dads garden came in and the produce was fresh,but the best things was a "good old &lt;b&gt;Tomato&lt;/b&gt; sandwich" Yep I said &lt;b&gt;Tomato &lt;/b&gt;sandwich. No meat needed when the wonderful flavor of the &lt;b&gt;Tomato&lt;/b&gt; mixed with some yummy mayonnaise.Some people would consider this a poor mans sandwich,but to me it was rich...rich in flavor and rich in love.Today it is still one of my favorites and brings back so many memories. Thanks Suzie for reminding me just how blessed we are to be able to have the special things of summer.&lt;/i&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/2348898852998006264-132974890016088570?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/132974890016088570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/07/gotta-love-summer-and-good-old-tomato.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/132974890016088570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/132974890016088570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/07/gotta-love-summer-and-good-old-tomato.html' title='Gotta love summer and good old Tomato sandwiches'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xX9sCxEN3DU/TiUdKwiuegI/AAAAAAAADs0/7rQ9uZf_BYA/s72-c/tomato-sandwich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-8247997666505473002</id><published>2011-07-16T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T05:01:51.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem from long ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--7VvOfURESA/TiF72EBF7bI/AAAAAAAADsk/H4tLLSLKFHg/s1600/20110424_64.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--7VvOfURESA/TiF72EBF7bI/AAAAAAAADsk/H4tLLSLKFHg/s400/20110424_64.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629917177911307698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;Many of you know I have for sometime been going through some hard times...yes things are much better,but each day is a step to a new life. I have been doing some cleaning out and yes somethings are hard to find.Today while going through a box of Keepsakes I found a poem I had written many years ago. It really hit home for this time in my life and makes me wonder were things rocky even then??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who am I?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;As days go by it is hard to tell,who is this lady I thought I knew so well?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The world was hers and everything seemed so great,then she awoke was it too late?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Had she lived her life through the lives of others and forgot who she was and what she wanted in life?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;All that ever mattered was to make others happy and in all this be happy herself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;But who is this person standing all alone? The others she has reached out to for so long seem to have moved on.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do they even need her any more? Do they even know who she is themselves?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;How can they when she doesn't even know herself?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It seems that the time has come to decide,who is this person that has died to be what everyone else needed,but her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can she find herself again and start all over on this new road that seems so lonely?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;She is strong no matter what others say. She will find and do the things that she was made to do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who is this stranger? What will she become?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who am I?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Written by: Brenda Eason&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/2348898852998006264-8247997666505473002?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8247997666505473002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/07/poem-from-long-ago.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8247997666505473002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8247997666505473002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/07/poem-from-long-ago.html' title='A poem from long ago...'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--7VvOfURESA/TiF72EBF7bI/AAAAAAAADsk/H4tLLSLKFHg/s72-c/20110424_64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-779601055637793679</id><published>2011-05-23T11:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T11:54:13.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me some Dew Berries</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/-mkkxjDg6p2s/TdqoK397emI/AAAAAAAADsY/oO4tJGLFTb0/s1600/DSCN5940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mkkxjDg6p2s/TdqoK397emI/AAAAAAAADsY/oO4tJGLFTb0/s400/DSCN5940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609981190619232866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;dewberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Rubus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; sect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Eubatus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;) are a group of species closely related to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blackberry" title="Blackberry"&gt;blackberries&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;. They are small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rubus" title="Rubus"&gt;brambles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Berry" title="Berry"&gt;berries&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; reminiscent of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raspberry" title="Raspberry"&gt;raspberry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;, but are usually purple to black instead of red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of our childhood are some of the greatest things we have sometimes....&lt;br /&gt;Last month when I was visiting my father back in Louisiana I was reminded of a love I had let slip away. While walking down through the country I noticed some vines growing and the beautiful fruit they bore. DEW BERRIES....remembering as a small girl that I loved to go out in the fields and old oil sites around our home and pick them. Picking them was so much fun,but no where near the fun as getting them washed and covering them with some good old cream and sugar.&lt;br /&gt;If you know anything about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dew Berries&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you know that the snakes like them just as much as we do..but there wasn't a snake I wouldn't fight to get that plump...ripe berry full of great flavor.&lt;br /&gt;When I went back to visit Louisiana with my son and his wife Mandi I was happy to share the memories and special times with her. See not everyone has the pleasure of growing up like I did. I don't think Mandi had ever seen  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Dew Berries&lt;/span&gt;,but she jumped right in there with us....many mornings early we would get up...grab some buckets and take off on our adventure. After a few days we had so many berries it was time to do something with them. After a fresh bowl with cream and sugar( Mandi liked hers with yogurt) we headed to the nearest town to find jars to make Jam. There is nothing like being able to get out a jar of fresh jam and cook some HOT BISCUITS on a cold winter morning or serve fresh over Cream Cheese with crackers for a party.&lt;br /&gt;I think about it this way...God has given us so many things on this earth that we can use and they are free and all we have to do is use them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for my childhood and great parents that taught me the simple pleasures of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I have added a few photos of my canned Jam and a Recipe for cobbler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Enjoy: Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fmTUmneqEnI/TdqnI3jZ1_I/AAAAAAAADsQ/XAhyaaCSdhM/s1600/DSCN5941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fmTUmneqEnI/TdqnI3jZ1_I/AAAAAAAADsQ/XAhyaaCSdhM/s400/DSCN5941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609980056636610546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="title" style="color: BLACK; text-align: center; font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DEWBERRY COBBLER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: BLACK;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr noshade="noshade"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 4px; color: BLACK; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 1/2 c. flour&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 c. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;1 c. milk&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp. baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1 stick butter&lt;br /&gt;3-5 c. dewberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: BLACK; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Melt  butter in 9"x13" pan. Mix together the first 5 ingredients. Put half in  the pan. Put in dewberries. Add the rest of the batter on top. Bake at  325 degrees for about 1 hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uOzjv-NLXAE/TdqnDA0MysI/AAAAAAAADsI/3PSXToZyK20/s1600/DSCN5944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uOzjv-NLXAE/TdqnDA0MysI/AAAAAAAADsI/3PSXToZyK20/s400/DSCN5944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609979956043762370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I just love this little holder My daughter-in-law and I found at Wal-Mart in the canning section. It is so pretty to set on the table to serve in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dvqhb4DSw5Q/Tdqm8zhyqAI/AAAAAAAADsA/evCrLH7_-40/s1600/DSCN5942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dvqhb4DSw5Q/Tdqm8zhyqAI/AAAAAAAADsA/evCrLH7_-40/s400/DSCN5942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609979849397676034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Mf8HlUZgLo/Tdqm1xgQn8I/AAAAAAAADr4/PqLljm13QbQ/s1600/DSCN5943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Mf8HlUZgLo/Tdqm1xgQn8I/AAAAAAAADr4/PqLljm13QbQ/s400/DSCN5943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609979728595296194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-779601055637793679?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/779601055637793679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/05/love-me-some-dew-berries.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/779601055637793679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/779601055637793679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/05/love-me-some-dew-berries.html' title='Love me some Dew Berries'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mkkxjDg6p2s/TdqoK397emI/AAAAAAAADsY/oO4tJGLFTb0/s72-c/DSCN5940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-3950625205581962613</id><published>2011-05-17T05:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T11:02:45.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A busy month and missing my family</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/-siqAPAOAedE/Tdim9LHOlRI/AAAAAAAADqw/gQvPZNdCQaQ/s1600/206912_1977079993178_1428463417_2314233_7052882_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-siqAPAOAedE/Tdim9LHOlRI/AAAAAAAADqw/gQvPZNdCQaQ/s400/206912_1977079993178_1428463417_2314233_7052882_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609416905775289618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;One Busy Month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It has sure been a busy time at my house,but a wonderful time. Now that things have calmed some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I am really realizing how much I hate being alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The fun all started when my son Rian and his family made a trip home from New Jersey. It had been about two years since my family was all together. ....yes ALL thirteen of us to be exact. We had a great time all piled up in my home to share great memories. The cousins all got to meet and play with Elli for the first time. I don't think there is anything that brings more joy then times like that. Rian stayed here with us for two weeks and we went on many adventures. When his family was ready to go on to Louisiana to visit he papaw I decided to go too. Two more weeks with my sons family,my dad and all my brothers and sister. It felt so amazing to get back to a place where time stands still. I really hated to see this special time end and really miss them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Come along and share a few photos from our time together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PcjZzu7-W1U/Tdimwkm81OI/AAAAAAAADqo/r1lFoLU_8EU/s1600/DSCN5826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PcjZzu7-W1U/Tdimwkm81OI/AAAAAAAADqo/r1lFoLU_8EU/s400/DSCN5826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609416689280931042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3dEwLzazcRU/TdimpZlGrHI/AAAAAAAADqg/l7UCjXz4qLE/s1600/DSCN5811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5rkNmk_s1r4/TdilePfBGiI/AAAAAAAADpg/_hbUa87XrWM/s400/215223_1977108993903_1428463417_2314289_1930481_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609415274861238818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HhiqNjHdGBw/TdilQ7-fpQI/AAAAAAAADpY/yOi15Qculcw/s1600/DSCN5635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HhiqNjHdGBw/TdilQ7-fpQI/AAAAAAAADpY/yOi15Qculcw/s400/DSCN5635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609415046286255362" 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XomhIByCgGc/TdikjNqyFhI/AAAAAAAADpQ/PIBt2R-uqdw/s1600/DSCN5638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XomhIByCgGc/TdikjNqyFhI/AAAAAAAADpQ/PIBt2R-uqdw/s400/DSCN5638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609414260761433618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;These are some photos from some of the great food we enjoyed celebrating my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sr6DhdzNKLY/TdikbxRGu3I/AAAAAAAADpI/Ne24KbILmVI/s1600/DSCN5658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sr6DhdzNKLY/TdikbxRGu3I/AAAAAAAADpI/Ne24KbILmVI/s400/DSCN5658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609414132878457714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_NAXpR4OChc/TdikR09lpWI/AAAAAAAADpA/R-Jtk6lgjUE/s1600/DSCN5663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_NAXpR4OChc/TdikR09lpWI/AAAAAAAADpA/R-Jtk6lgjUE/s400/DSCN5663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609413962071647586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbBqMYSgHoc/TdJ0IeRTdxI/AAAAAAAADo4/WNmoYGIUjXY/s1600/DSCN5689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbBqMYSgHoc/TdJ0IeRTdxI/AAAAAAAADo4/WNmoYGIUjXY/s400/DSCN5689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607672174943106834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZX4RkjEFP5I/TdJz4ZHThMI/AAAAAAAADow/bTkG0ZlJSbo/s1600/DSCN5685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZX4RkjEFP5I/TdJz4ZHThMI/AAAAAAAADow/bTkG0ZlJSbo/s400/DSCN5685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607671898681083074" 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGEGza0rlxk/TdJzQYJzZBI/AAAAAAAADoo/cYnoAugzlco/s1600/DSCN5679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGEGza0rlxk/TdJzQYJzZBI/AAAAAAAADoo/cYnoAugzlco/s400/DSCN5679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607671211228357650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We had a fun trip to one of my favorite places...http://www.landrumscountry.com/&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;there is always something fun going on and lots to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iAcq6MEUC9I/TdJzIAcBQuI/AAAAAAAADog/aq8KxRDScjg/s1600/DSCN5694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iAcq6MEUC9I/TdJzIAcBQuI/AAAAAAAADog/aq8KxRDScjg/s400/DSCN5694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607671067423359714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8VZd3WoZBDI/TdJy_d7aR1I/AAAAAAAADoY/sBlpi1VIjsE/s1600/DSCN5718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8VZd3WoZBDI/TdJy_d7aR1I/AAAAAAAADoY/sBlpi1VIjsE/s400/DSCN5718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607670920720828242" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/--1mlZ7vpkLI/TdJyi42WSWI/AAAAAAAADoQ/klyhEhXsgYA/s1600/DSCN5730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--1mlZ7vpkLI/TdJyi42WSWI/AAAAAAAADoQ/klyhEhXsgYA/s400/DSCN5730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607670429731146082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;While Rian was home I had a birthday....what better way to celebrate than with my kids. I got so many nice gifts and a pretty cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZD-DZai80M/TdJyXh5ihlI/AAAAAAAADoI/s295tS4z66k/s1600/DSCN5735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZD-DZai80M/TdJyXh5ihlI/AAAAAAAADoI/s295tS4z66k/s400/DSCN5735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607670234591954514" 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/-Ww815tbWTM0/TdJxvjQgKxI/AAAAAAAADoA/uCNRwyXg3cI/s1600/DSCN5738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ww815tbWTM0/TdJxvjQgKxI/AAAAAAAADoA/uCNRwyXg3cI/s400/DSCN5738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607669547761937170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;I had a great time listening and watching my son Rian on stage. I have heard him sing for years,but watching him perform was amazing.&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/-UCDj__rgNzU/TdJxK5uPwdI/AAAAAAAADn4/IDKVjlv74Po/s1600/DSCN5741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UCDj__rgNzU/TdJxK5uPwdI/AAAAAAAADn4/IDKVjlv74Po/s400/DSCN5741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607668918137110994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;We always enjoy setting on the deck and if we all get together you can bet there will be some music being played. It is so amazing to be able to hear my boys play and sing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zDyFHSaTpwg/TdJxB1wI9uI/AAAAAAAADnw/162hK6lV1_c/s1600/DSCN5626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zDyFHSaTpwg/TdJxB1wI9uI/AAAAAAAADnw/162hK6lV1_c/s400/DSCN5626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607668762452489954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FYvXsmXvntQ/TdJwww3QO0I/AAAAAAAADno/e7UXAlKUXDc/s1600/DSCN5621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FYvXsmXvntQ/TdJwww3QO0I/AAAAAAAADno/e7UXAlKUXDc/s400/DSCN5621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607668469082372930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://c.gigcount.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEzMDYwODcwOTczMzYmcHQ9MTMwNjA4NzExNTE*NyZwPTY5NDMwMSZkPSZnPTEmbz*5MjYwZDI1OWFkMDg*OWMyYjk5/YmY*YjI2ODE4MGIxYiZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592978677684213938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXDEs8ajJ5I/TZ5AeXezmLI/AAAAAAAADng/lhzc5cZstXg/s400/NJ2%2B006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a blessing when the men in your home COOK.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have a wonderful man in your home that cooks for you? Isn't it such a blessing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was double blessed by my two sons Rian and Chancey. Most of you know my love for cooking and entertaining.It is something that I learned from my mom and passed down to my children.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My older son Rian followed his heart and went to school to be a chef,but little did we know baby brother would have this love also. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are many wonderful memories we have made in the kitchen together that I will always cherish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So if you have a man in your home that can COOK be sure to tell them how wonderful they are&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PsV-69jXNTc/TZ5AXrCLZ3I/AAAAAAAADnY/fOKBlhk1qAk/s1600/NJ2%2B011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592978562673764210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PsV-69jXNTc/TZ5AXrCLZ3I/AAAAAAAADnY/fOKBlhk1qAk/s400/NJ2%2B011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ak3lDKr9kYQ/TZ5ARB4-JlI/AAAAAAAADnQ/cKUUGqAfRHc/s1600/NJ2%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592978448550078034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ak3lDKr9kYQ/TZ5ARB4-JlI/AAAAAAAADnQ/cKUUGqAfRHc/s400/NJ2%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXoZn5cXveU/TZ4_eoz816I/AAAAAAAADnI/62SLfmmoxLM/s1600/DSCN5188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592977582824675234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXoZn5cXveU/TZ4_eoz816I/AAAAAAAADnI/62SLfmmoxLM/s400/DSCN5188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;This is a meal my oldest son Rian cooked when I went to visit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I must say he is a tad fancy lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-70Ih8IOjSzg/TZ4-xGL9sdI/AAAAAAAADnA/uuyS4jHZgSI/s1600/DSCN5590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592976800436040146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-70Ih8IOjSzg/TZ4-xGL9sdI/AAAAAAAADnA/uuyS4jHZgSI/s400/DSCN5590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My baby boy can bake some mean cookies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w3-UMghhceg/TZ4-ayx_VkI/AAAAAAAADm4/f4hcDVpLrVE/s1600/DSCN5592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592976417269700162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w3-UMghhceg/TZ4-ayx_VkI/AAAAAAAADm4/f4hcDVpLrVE/s400/DSCN5592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chancey taking alittle wine break... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9d5ZDmuLj7g/TZ49_RRUIgI/AAAAAAAADmw/ZDAai9pJQw0/s1600/DSCN5591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592975944417812994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9d5ZDmuLj7g/TZ49_RRUIgI/AAAAAAAADmw/ZDAai9pJQw0/s400/DSCN5591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It always helps to have an official taster to tell you how wonderful they taste. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QwKBdKjvxC4/TZ495KS-alI/AAAAAAAADmo/KVqh-axL658/s1600/DSCN5593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592975839466515026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QwKBdKjvxC4/TZ495KS-alI/AAAAAAAADmo/KVqh-axL658/s400/DSCN5593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-6176023335944416336?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6176023335944416336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-then-men-in-your-home-cook.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6176023335944416336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6176023335944416336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-then-men-in-your-home-cook.html' title='When then men in your home &quot;COOK&quot;'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXDEs8ajJ5I/TZ5AeXezmLI/AAAAAAAADng/lhzc5cZstXg/s72-c/NJ2%2B006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-3606306536383548210</id><published>2011-04-05T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:27:29.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Companies coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNM1M38CJMs/TZvqZbh4HAI/AAAAAAAADmg/pFfzrLXsDCE/s1600/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 327px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592321084918078466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNM1M38CJMs/TZvqZbh4HAI/AAAAAAAADmg/pFfzrLXsDCE/s400/untitled2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Companies Coming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.....and I can not tell you how happy I am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It has been so long since my son Rian has been home,but this week he is bringing his family to stay for ten days.They are bringing their sweet Elli Mae. This will be her first time to visit Nana or even come to the South.I look so forward to haven all my kids and grands together and making some new memories.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a casserole that I used to make when we were having company because it is a meal in one,easy and yummy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope you enjoy and I look forward to sharing many photos of the visit soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sy6Zy5SQokc/TZvqQCbr26I/AAAAAAAADmY/xOkPhMEO-L0/s1600/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592320923562400674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sy6Zy5SQokc/TZvqQCbr26I/AAAAAAAADmY/xOkPhMEO-L0/s400/untitled1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOATG8ojUmg/TZvqDEPC2II/AAAAAAAADmQ/zJ2FoRPwoAQ/s1600/pic5dDbjX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592320700707952770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOATG8ojUmg/TZvqDEPC2II/AAAAAAAADmQ/zJ2FoRPwoAQ/s400/pic5dDbjX.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breakfast Casserole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;1 lb.breakfast sausage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;1 box seasoned croutons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;1 can cream of mushroom soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;1pkg grated cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;1 1/2 cups milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;5 eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;4oz can mushrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Brown sausage and drain..Butter casserole dish and put&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;croutons on bottom.Spread sausage over croutons.Mix soup,milk,eggs and mushrooms.Pour over the sausage and cover with cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Let set in refrigerator over night. Take out 30 min before cooking. Cook 30-45 min on 350&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is very easy and makes a great meal. I love to serve with a fruit salad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2348898852998006264-3606306536383548210?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3606306536383548210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/companies-coming.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3606306536383548210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3606306536383548210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/companies-coming.html' title='Companies coming'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNM1M38CJMs/TZvqZbh4HAI/AAAAAAAADmg/pFfzrLXsDCE/s72-c/untitled2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-460889181736760810</id><published>2011-04-02T19:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T20:48:46.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a face lift.....In my master bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still looking for a chandelier for above the tub to finish the "Face Lift"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On my master bath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S6TzUQSEMqo/TZfsfYvlBvI/AAAAAAAADk4/HUVvdnf57hU/s1600/MDmimi6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591197486365869810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S6TzUQSEMqo/TZfsfYvlBvI/AAAAAAAADk4/HUVvdnf57hU/s400/MDmimi6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HKL6ohi42bw/TZfsZj1waxI/AAAAAAAADkw/Bpe7JAiEgHE/s1600/736916188357lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591197386265357074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HKL6ohi42bw/TZfsZj1waxI/AAAAAAAADkw/Bpe7JAiEgHE/s400/736916188357lg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vo_kBCSTHD8/TZfsNjROLuI/AAAAAAAADko/MGgqXuhsm8c/s1600/ccki2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591197179953688290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vo_kBCSTHD8/TZfsNjROLuI/AAAAAAAADko/MGgqXuhsm8c/s400/ccki2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wl3ds_b38ps/TZfdZvOk49I/AAAAAAAADkg/GYVXI39fdWM/s1600/DSCN5582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591180896647832530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wl3ds_b38ps/TZfdZvOk49I/AAAAAAAADkg/GYVXI39fdWM/s400/DSCN5582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Good evening ladies...Hope you have had a good weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For me it has been busy.When I went to visit my daughter in Florida I stopped by Old Time Pottery for some retail therapy. I just love that place and what great prices. Good prices are what I'm always looking for and since I am having to buy things on my own now I really watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The day I went to Old Time Pottery I was thinking about my bathroom...it is in good shape and I still love my wall paper,but wanted to give it a "Face Lift" I usually wouldn't do shells and beachy,but being at Aprils and her Condo being done in this style just had a soft cozy feel so I thought why not add a few pieces. I was happy to find the shell picture in the colors to match my paper for the wonderful price of $12.99 YES I did say $12.99 and it doesn't look cheap at all. It is in a beautiful frame. I picked up most of the things there that day and it all came together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is only one thing missing and I am looking for that now and I will be done. That would be to take down the light above the tub and add a Chandelier.I always wanted that,but someone wouldn't let me...I guess I can do it now."smile" it will be nice when I'm soaking in my tub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jFhS4ZJEHw/TZfdIhPFUoI/AAAAAAAADkY/3vF46n27tgQ/s1600/DSCN5583.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591180600834085506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jFhS4ZJEHw/TZfdIhPFUoI/AAAAAAAADkY/3vF46n27tgQ/s400/DSCN5583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7jpUjB53fYk/TZfc-16YBsI/AAAAAAAADkQ/HWOPLboef50/s1600/DSCN5586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591180434585683650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7jpUjB53fYk/TZfc-16YBsI/AAAAAAAADkQ/HWOPLboef50/s400/DSCN5586.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L_32VHpsVoY/TZfbikibdZI/AAAAAAAADkI/gD5Z0iTEoww/s1600/DSCN5584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591178849373877650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L_32VHpsVoY/TZfbikibdZI/AAAAAAAADkI/gD5Z0iTEoww/s400/DSCN5584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Bought my jars at Old Time Pottery..one holds my soaps I collect and the other one holds some pretty shells I bought. I think I will do one with sand and a candle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FMiKPpyAfMI/TZfbZsHYgCI/AAAAAAAADkA/Vwqg2xd1PZk/s1600/DSCN5587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591178696789098530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FMiKPpyAfMI/TZfbZsHYgCI/AAAAAAAADkA/Vwqg2xd1PZk/s400/DSCN5587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yJnj8tJkRc/TZfbPXXshqI/AAAAAAAADj4/J589dB8Gj7U/s1600/DSCN5585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591178519421683362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yJnj8tJkRc/TZfbPXXshqI/AAAAAAAADj4/J589dB8Gj7U/s400/DSCN5585.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ji_J4v9VPyw/TZfY6CQPXlI/AAAAAAAADjw/bIrAjjPzYT4/s1600/DSCN5588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591175953952759378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ji_J4v9VPyw/TZfY6CQPXlI/AAAAAAAADjw/bIrAjjPzYT4/s400/DSCN5588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is amazing at the deals you can get if you look... I LOVE my new sign I bought at Ross for $2.99.....I would just bet if I bought this at one of the Home shows it would have been more than I could spend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This cute little Shell I bought at Old Time pottery for $2.99 also...sweet!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MYLpg3rKQk8/TZfYsJkpSlI/AAAAAAAADjo/HRS4GrbmaHI/s1600/DSCN5589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591175715399223890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MYLpg3rKQk8/TZfYsJkpSlI/AAAAAAAADjo/HRS4GrbmaHI/s400/DSCN5589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2348898852998006264-460889181736760810?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/460889181736760810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/time-for-face-liftin-my-master-bath.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/460889181736760810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/460889181736760810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/time-for-face-liftin-my-master-bath.html' title='Time for a face lift.....In my master bath'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S6TzUQSEMqo/TZfsfYvlBvI/AAAAAAAADk4/HUVvdnf57hU/s72-c/MDmimi6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-1215839287738621179</id><published>2011-03-29T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T22:08:16.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Trust God in the Valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QaqXjdbZWpg/TZK020Cn2uI/AAAAAAAADjg/8pgILtPdGXQ/s1600/DSCN5393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589728941295786722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QaqXjdbZWpg/TZK020Cn2uI/AAAAAAAADjg/8pgILtPdGXQ/s400/DSCN5393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Does this look like a Valley to you? No ..it just looks like a total mess and that it is!!! In my life it is a valley that I can't seem to come out of. Many of you that have followed me will remember my beautiful home,yard,garden,flower beds,porch and all the things I have blogged in the past,but today it is a mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It breaks my heart everyday I pull up and walk to the door. The walk ways where you once were welcomed are green and mildewed.The wood is rotten and hanging and the sewer is backing out the house.There is no smell of fresh herbs growing or flowers blooming. I don't blog this for anyone to feel sorry for me at all.I blog this because this is a valley and so bad I wish to be on the mountain top. I have stood firm and prayed and trusted God,but I can't see the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I never dreamed a few years back that my home would ever look like this..no it is not a cheap home at all and in a nice neighborhood at that. I just can't fix all this on my on and have no idea what to do. When Brian walked away he could careless if it all grows up and falls down around me and I feel just that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know I have always been one to call it black or white..the truth is the truth. I sit here and wonder how someone can move in a woman's home and take care of it and never look back. Oh when it sells if it does he will want his half,but I have to watch it decay. I'm ashamed for people to see it and even have my babies here to play outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I pray so hard for God to send me the answer or even just some help ...but still I wait. People tell me it will get better and I will be okay,but I wonder when. How bad do things have to get first? Will I ever make it to the top and look down? It also hurts to know all our lives we were in the church,but not one person has showed up to see if I needed a thing. The grass is knee high..wonder how many have a riding mower? Wonder if there is someone with a ladder to help with the rotten would? I may not be a widow,but if I understand Gods word he does call us to help those in need. I never thought Id be the one in need,but today I am in the Valley. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JFOn4_Mflpw/TZK0sPDassI/AAAAAAAADjY/VqUTiYGqIeM/s1600/DSCN4920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589728759568315074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JFOn4_Mflpw/TZK0sPDassI/AAAAAAAADjY/VqUTiYGqIeM/s400/DSCN4920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSYWgIwLgKE/TZK0Wi3kK7I/AAAAAAAADjQ/Muy5JZ_aog0/s1600/DSCN4923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589728386930191282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSYWgIwLgKE/TZK0Wi3kK7I/AAAAAAAADjQ/Muy5JZ_aog0/s400/DSCN4923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This used to be our beautiful garden and now looks like a wrecking yard for junk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1BvOsDnwIk/TZK0M3KQ1AI/AAAAAAAADjI/I8SRCT_MJF8/s1600/DSCN4928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589728220578632706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1BvOsDnwIk/TZK0M3KQ1AI/AAAAAAAADjI/I8SRCT_MJF8/s400/DSCN4928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hIAmQfjKMgQ/TZKw-k4XWlI/AAAAAAAADjA/Q--8JAjqD4U/s1600/DSCN4454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589724676618672722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hIAmQfjKMgQ/TZKw-k4XWlI/AAAAAAAADjA/Q--8JAjqD4U/s400/DSCN4454.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-18yNRmeFR2I/TZKw6XoyBYI/AAAAAAAADi4/gnzAo_x1RPQ/s1600/DSCN4453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589724604344173954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-18yNRmeFR2I/TZKw6XoyBYI/AAAAAAAADi4/gnzAo_x1RPQ/s400/DSCN4453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JFGljSS4d-0/TZKw15IWZ1I/AAAAAAAADiw/Eln036tTdWY/s1600/DSCN4449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589724527435605842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JFGljSS4d-0/TZKw15IWZ1I/AAAAAAAADiw/Eln036tTdWY/s400/DSCN4449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My beautiful home before I was left to make it on my on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--i8aaDe9nOc/TZKwq83ueII/AAAAAAAADio/cEFR6tRpjwU/s1600/blog%2B214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589724339461060738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--i8aaDe9nOc/TZKwq83ueII/AAAAAAAADio/cEFR6tRpjwU/s400/blog%2B214.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-1215839287738621179?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1215839287738621179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-to-trust-god-in-valley.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/1215839287738621179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/1215839287738621179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-to-trust-god-in-valley.html' title='How to Trust God in the Valley'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QaqXjdbZWpg/TZK020Cn2uI/AAAAAAAADjg/8pgILtPdGXQ/s72-c/DSCN5393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-488879936242856496</id><published>2011-03-27T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T10:04:42.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubfest 2011 making family time special and walking in the change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rtT8uysgU0/TY9lNInX06I/AAAAAAAADiQ/IUFQdinJX_c/s1600/DSCN5563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588796938915402658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rtT8uysgU0/TY9lNInX06I/AAAAAAAADiQ/IUFQdinJX_c/s400/DSCN5563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HUBFEST 2011&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hubfest is a festival held here in Hattiesburg Ms, every year.It is a time filled with music,food and vendors.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;In the past years we have always tried to attend and enjoy this as a family.Why change right? just because some family isn't here it is still important to enjoy the ones you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Testimony"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know that many new people come across a blog everyday and I feel lead to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For you knew friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am just a simple Southern lady that loves and always enjoyed life with my three children,grandkids and husband. Family events were a time that I loved making memories until a year ago this month my husband of 27 years decided to walk away and move on with a new woman. Why sit here and lie and pretend that life isn't hard with the changes that come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Still there are days I ask WHY? I know I gave it all I had and since have realized people have problems and make choices. Not only do they live with them it causes us to change our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I with the help of God and great friends decided to hold my head up high and try each day to be strong and push forward. Does it hurt to know he is married to me and can live with a new family and act like life a bowl of cherries? Yes it does,but it is just that an act.I can't even start to see how someone can not miss these beautiful babies I am still blessed to see daily.There is no man in this world that could cause me to give up my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;( I add this in because what I have gone through can be of help for someone out there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It is a testimony and God will use that which the devil means for bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So if you have had a life that you thought was like "Southern Living" and then one day woke up to see it was a lie that something or someone changed this for you..THERE IS HOPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;As I woke up yesterday and said yea HUBFEST...I'm still going and will enjoy it I took the day to not look back on the past years,but to make new memories of the ones I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the boothes had signs made of old barn wood and I LOVE them. I walked and read each one and they held so many messages. One of the signs stood out to me and I knew it was from God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God wont bring us to what he want bring us through"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I looked around me and realized God has never left me and has been there even in the dark times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I noticed my family wasn't the same,but I had them and was blessed to be at HUBFEST 2011 and to enjoy. Who knows what can happen in a year,but one thing for sure we decide each day to enjoy or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x9gk5rAATAE/TY9lEICDkRI/AAAAAAAADiI/Ajjx5Vyl-pM/s1600/DSCN5565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588796784140062994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x9gk5rAATAE/TY9lEICDkRI/AAAAAAAADiI/Ajjx5Vyl-pM/s400/DSCN5565.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3q74hoL4bx8/TY9kgvzLW7I/AAAAAAAADiA/sQtrh_n4gbE/s1600/DSCN5568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588796176339786674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3q74hoL4bx8/TY9kgvzLW7I/AAAAAAAADiA/sQtrh_n4gbE/s400/DSCN5568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my baby boy Chancey...I think I got tired of saying "CHEESE" &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LdB0HKCcXbM/TY9j2Ns30zI/AAAAAAAADh4/LtJ6jzJEMF8/s1600/DSCN5569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588795445632029490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LdB0HKCcXbM/TY9j2Ns30zI/AAAAAAAADh4/LtJ6jzJEMF8/s400/DSCN5569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my sons children...Jayden and Angel.I just love how they show their personalities in the photo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z9c7rj3Okq0/TY9juVb-9DI/AAAAAAAADhw/P5TooY1x3-8/s1600/DSCN5574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588795310269723698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z9c7rj3Okq0/TY9juVb-9DI/AAAAAAAADhw/P5TooY1x3-8/s400/DSCN5574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing like time with my babies...it is so funny they are looking at each other like we have a crazy Nana...They are right "Crazy about my family" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fsfeo_vMxXU/TY9jl5rycrI/AAAAAAAADho/aHWeLTL0O2c/s1600/DSCN5577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588795165380866738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fsfeo_vMxXU/TY9jl5rycrI/AAAAAAAADho/aHWeLTL0O2c/s400/DSCN5577.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-488879936242856496?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/488879936242856496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/hubfest-2011-making-family-time-special.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/488879936242856496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/488879936242856496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/hubfest-2011-making-family-time-special.html' title='Hubfest 2011 making family time special and walking in the change'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rtT8uysgU0/TY9lNInX06I/AAAAAAAADiQ/IUFQdinJX_c/s72-c/DSCN5563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-6491141757222671605</id><published>2011-03-22T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T05:27:38.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WzM3a2YrPrg/TYiTVW_d_UI/AAAAAAAADhg/FYuaWaxq9r4/s1600/DSCN5453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586877332911422786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WzM3a2YrPrg/TYiTVW_d_UI/AAAAAAAADhg/FYuaWaxq9r4/s400/DSCN5453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, I'm here again...I know I'm like a storm I blow in and out. The last year of my life has been a storm,but I'm thankful to my God and family that I am a over comer in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;This month it will be a year since my husband of 27 years walked out of my life.It has been a very different road.I went from wife,mommy and Nana to BRENDA.For all those years all that mattered was what I needed to be for my family,but now it is what can I do to make me better. Oh yes I still love and adore my children and grands,but learning to live for me.&lt;br /&gt;I know I have over come much and will each day as I take new steps.I hope to get back to my blog..I'm sure it will be different as things have changed,but i still have my love for cooking and decorating just a small twist.&lt;br /&gt;I love and miss you all, Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KfU0UTeuXnc/TYiSb6g8BPI/AAAAAAAADhY/r52vexEEHEA/s1600/DSCN5465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 357px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586876346014631154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KfU0UTeuXnc/TYiSb6g8BPI/AAAAAAAADhY/r52vexEEHEA/s400/DSCN5465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a woman's conference I attended with my beautiful daughter in Florida. Yes i have been a christian for years,but the last year has been a struggle. After serving God beside my husband and then finding out what I have after he left life changed. It was time to focus on filling me again....remembering what God called me to as an individual and learning to walk in it as a single person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WRkSOc2Em28/TYiSSXUn86I/AAAAAAAADhQ/fSCPed_WFIA/s1600/DSCN5468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586876181948920738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WRkSOc2Em28/TYiSSXUn86I/AAAAAAAADhQ/fSCPed_WFIA/s400/DSCN5468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-utP-1Kh_Tz4/TYiRrZNsGmI/AAAAAAAADhI/bl3wuH6VxhI/s1600/DSCN5443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586875512441805410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-utP-1Kh_Tz4/TYiRrZNsGmI/AAAAAAAADhI/bl3wuH6VxhI/s400/DSCN5443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating natural and Organic is something I have been working on...love the Whole food stores. One of my newest and sweet friends family has a health food store here. I have always loved the natural way,but just now started back and it feels great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d0-0aWWP-ek/TYiRioFCuHI/AAAAAAAADhA/hBEpCjAohQo/s1600/DSCN5444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586875361813248114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d0-0aWWP-ek/TYiRioFCuHI/AAAAAAAADhA/hBEpCjAohQo/s400/DSCN5444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qQ5oC45KKCU/TYiQ719yGUI/AAAAAAAADg4/vrUJo3VdDlE/s1600/DSCN5529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586874695525996866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qQ5oC45KKCU/TYiQ719yGUI/AAAAAAAADg4/vrUJo3VdDlE/s400/DSCN5529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes ladies I did get my nose pierced and it hurt BAD...I guess after 46 years it is okay to do something crazy. I promise as SOON as I can get this stud out I will have a TINY stone that you can barley see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZQ1A1Rvjkg/TYiQzW_d0eI/AAAAAAAADgw/1zfIunIbcAA/s1600/DSCN5530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586874549772603874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZQ1A1Rvjkg/TYiQzW_d0eI/AAAAAAAADgw/1zfIunIbcAA/s400/DSCN5530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/2348898852998006264-6491141757222671605?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6491141757222671605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/changes-in-life.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6491141757222671605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6491141757222671605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/changes-in-life.html' title='Changes in life'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WzM3a2YrPrg/TYiTVW_d_UI/AAAAAAAADhg/FYuaWaxq9r4/s72-c/DSCN5453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-5786806087700938520</id><published>2010-12-23T21:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T21:45:51.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TRQyd74snWI/AAAAAAAADgY/2B1QyYQTRm4/s1600/DSCN4840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554119730327756130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TRQyd74snWI/AAAAAAAADgY/2B1QyYQTRm4/s400/DSCN4840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I just want to wish all my friends here at Country Romance a very Merry Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This has been a different holiday season for me,but great time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The first time in my life not to be home with my family,but loving my time in NJ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I will be with Rian and his family and then taking a flight back to Florida to be with April and her family before going home to get ready for 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Praying for a great year as I leave 2010 behind me.&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of you have a great holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TRQyKQwDsHI/AAAAAAAADgQ/i7AoySAolZk/s1600/DSCN4866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554119392331280498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TRQyKQwDsHI/AAAAAAAADgQ/i7AoySAolZk/s400/DSCN4866.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone needs a vintage baby doll like my Elli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TRQyA781DlI/AAAAAAAADgI/KSjsn1hlI7Y/s1600/DSCN4849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554119232128880210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TRQyA781DlI/AAAAAAAADgI/KSjsn1hlI7Y/s400/DSCN4849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TRQxjaCsndI/AAAAAAAADgA/dyqxUTYjrZw/s1600/DSCN5147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554118724810481106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TRQxjaCsndI/AAAAAAAADgA/dyqxUTYjrZw/s400/DSCN5147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A few photos spending some holiday time in Atlantic City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TRQxUWkoMeI/AAAAAAAADf4/mZddLPUQxnY/s1600/DSCN5137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554118466181018082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TRQxUWkoMeI/AAAAAAAADf4/mZddLPUQxnY/s400/DSCN5137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TRQxHcQxp9I/AAAAAAAADfw/48-s0iCFLXU/s1600/DSCN5161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554118244370065362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TRQxHcQxp9I/AAAAAAAADfw/48-s0iCFLXU/s400/DSCN5161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2348898852998006264-5786806087700938520?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5786806087700938520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-to-all.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/5786806087700938520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/5786806087700938520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-to-all.html' title='Merry Christmas to all'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TRQyd74snWI/AAAAAAAADgY/2B1QyYQTRm4/s72-c/DSCN4840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-2962807904189336970</id><published>2010-12-15T07:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T10:16:29.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time away with my family for the Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjlBAbptcI/AAAAAAAADfo/6GvJDq-1Pbg/s1600/DSCN4956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550938346192745922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjlBAbptcI/AAAAAAAADfo/6GvJDq-1Pbg/s400/DSCN4956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; What in the world am I doing? That is what I keep asking myself...My family was in for court and then started to leave. What would the holidays hold for me? Setting in that big empty house getting depressed think what was? NO I decided to get on a few planes and do something I always wanted to do( with the help of my family) April lives in Florida now so she checked flights from there to my son Rians in NJ. Cheaper than leaving from home so off and away I went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I packed my bags and rode home with her. I sure enjoyed staying in her beautiful condo and spending time with her family.The hard and sad part was when they dropped me off at the airport.I hated to say goodbye,but in a few flights I would be in the arms of my son I haven't touched in a year and a half and holding a granddaughter I had never seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't tell you how blessed I am to be flying around getting do and see things and be with my loved ones.I'm over coming some fears I had and having fun doing it. I still have many things yet to go do and see and hope to fly out around Christmas to be with my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come take a trip with me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjk2oEJgKI/AAAAAAAADfg/1gVnVVnVFDI/s1600/DSCN4962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550938167853023394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjk2oEJgKI/AAAAAAAADfg/1gVnVVnVFDI/s400/DSCN4962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaytlynn,Keller and Nana ready to go eat ...photo from their deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjkq1fbpZI/AAAAAAAADfY/9atyZYbU8xg/s1600/DSCN4995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550937965298689426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjkq1fbpZI/AAAAAAAADfY/9atyZYbU8xg/s400/DSCN4995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visit to an awesome restaurant called Lambert's..great food and great fun&lt;br /&gt;They even used some of my photos on their page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjkZyk6GbI/AAAAAAAADfQ/C4sDdJzeAC8/s1600/DSCN4976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550937672458574258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjkZyk6GbI/AAAAAAAADfQ/C4sDdJzeAC8/s400/DSCN4976.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved the time I got to spend with my babies. Kolter is growing up so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjkNW4TatI/AAAAAAAADfI/MtWjV7dO8pg/s1600/DSCN5000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550937458865302226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjkNW4TatI/AAAAAAAADfI/MtWjV7dO8pg/s400/DSCN5000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it to NJ to my sons home...Rian,Elli and I all dressed for the ballgame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjj_GAG39I/AAAAAAAADfA/61z9HwSJz6k/s1600/DSCN4746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550937213816463314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjj_GAG39I/AAAAAAAADfA/61z9HwSJz6k/s400/DSCN4746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I enjoyed going to their church and my only Christmas party of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjjzuNwHGI/AAAAAAAADe4/PZ53hLm53Fs/s1600/DSCN4694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550937018452679778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjjzuNwHGI/AAAAAAAADe4/PZ53hLm53Fs/s400/DSCN4694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good looking son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjjjAetQcI/AAAAAAAADew/s7I4YAlnOUU/s1600/DSCN4698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550936731297857986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjjjAetQcI/AAAAAAAADew/s7I4YAlnOUU/s400/DSCN4698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rian and his wife Mandi with their daughter Elli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjjaX5QYLI/AAAAAAAADeo/Wn6hVR-MEj8/s1600/DSCN4703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550936582964404402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjjaX5QYLI/AAAAAAAADeo/Wn6hVR-MEj8/s400/DSCN4703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjjPnnsRoI/AAAAAAAADeg/S1vkMtohhlo/s1600/DSCN4711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550936398207141506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjjPnnsRoI/AAAAAAAADeg/S1vkMtohhlo/s400/DSCN4711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attending Elli's first Christmas party on the Air Force base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjjB-PPp5I/AAAAAAAADeY/d1vXakLHvfQ/s1600/DSCN4656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550936163760449426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjjB-PPp5I/AAAAAAAADeY/d1vXakLHvfQ/s400/DSCN4656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQji1GanluI/AAAAAAAADeQ/W9l8hxSzYXU/s1600/DSCN4643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550935942617339618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQji1GanluI/AAAAAAAADeQ/W9l8hxSzYXU/s400/DSCN4643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elli was just so tired after her party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjiiwpoIcI/AAAAAAAADeI/CY_s_72OL1I/s1600/DSCN4660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550935627537064386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjiiwpoIcI/AAAAAAAADeI/CY_s_72OL1I/s400/DSCN4660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana and Elli make Christmas cookies at her party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjiW_-fkaI/AAAAAAAADeA/kViAJCrQGew/s1600/DSCN5029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550935425492685218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjiW_-fkaI/AAAAAAAADeA/kViAJCrQGew/s400/DSCN5029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjiCiLT4WI/AAAAAAAADd4/qkwLqIrkPeA/s1600/DSCN5036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550935073895997794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjiCiLT4WI/AAAAAAAADd4/qkwLqIrkPeA/s400/DSCN5036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with my son.. First stop a winery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjh0sb382I/AAAAAAAADdw/HL_u_cdTMtE/s1600/DSCN5043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550934836131656546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjh0sb382I/AAAAAAAADdw/HL_u_cdTMtE/s400/DSCN5043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjhlMDhd_I/AAAAAAAADdo/nhYnKBydZYo/s1600/DSCN5044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550934569741547506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjhlMDhd_I/AAAAAAAADdo/nhYnKBydZYo/s400/DSCN5044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjhauPOwOI/AAAAAAAADdg/PdmtdJcaMJg/s1600/DSCN5045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 394px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550934389938897122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjhauPOwOI/AAAAAAAADdg/PdmtdJcaMJg/s400/DSCN5045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a young lady I met that worked there..what a sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjhPvXlxuI/AAAAAAAADdY/K4YSx2NcLds/s1600/DSCN5046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550934201263834850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjhPvXlxuI/AAAAAAAADdY/K4YSx2NcLds/s400/DSCN5046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjhCo2987I/AAAAAAAADdQ/DaQaBpWaSgs/s1600/DSCN5049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550933976178095026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjhCo2987I/AAAAAAAADdQ/DaQaBpWaSgs/s400/DSCN5049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-2962807904189336970?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2962807904189336970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-away-with-my-family-for-holidays.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/2962807904189336970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/2962807904189336970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-away-with-my-family-for-holidays.html' title='Time away with my family for the Holidays'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TQjlBAbptcI/AAAAAAAADfo/6GvJDq-1Pbg/s72-c/DSCN4956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-8737967816134658713</id><published>2010-11-29T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T18:30:06.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to RUN to a new adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TPReD880Q8I/AAAAAAAADco/JY1fIH1LDUg/s1600/DSCN4914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545160463193752514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TPReD880Q8I/AAAAAAAADco/JY1fIH1LDUg/s400/DSCN4914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Ready to run....Wow is this crazy? Last year at this time if you all remember I was a married woman that was recovering from surgery. Never in a thousand years would I have thought I would be separated and starting new adventures in my life a year later. God always has a plain for us when we don't even see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Above is my friend Ashley and I getting ready to hit the track. Ashley has been my hairdresser for years. I lost contact with her,but a month ago God brought us back together. Ashley had and is still going threw some hard times in her life and we needed each other. About two years ago Ashley was running half marathons and life brought her down. If there is one thing I have learned in the last year is Satan tries to destroy.The other thing I have learned is he WILL NOT destroy me.I have dreams that I had for years and now the adventure takes place. I think this started when my baby girl April used to run Cross Country.I loved getting up on Saturday mornings and traveling to watch her and see the determination these runners had.I just knew that time had passed for me,but I could dream for my daughter. WELL....today I dream for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ashley is a great trainer and we have started working together.The last two days I did the mile with no stopping. My goal is to reach the 5K runs and travel for the causes. This will be something to accomplish and also meet many new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALWAYS DREAM BIG and NEVER SAY NEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TPRd4Jv2OXI/AAAAAAAADcg/8lXI34k7BMU/s1600/57761622liquidrice624200913429pm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545160260470585714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TPRd4Jv2OXI/AAAAAAAADcg/8lXI34k7BMU/s400/57761622liquidrice624200913429pm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TPRcvopMpXI/AAAAAAAADcY/e2jgBYbpx9E/s1600/57760979liquidrice624200913625pm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545159014633743730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TPRcvopMpXI/AAAAAAAADcY/e2jgBYbpx9E/s400/57760979liquidrice624200913625pm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I'm in LOVE with my new shoes...Reebok Easy Tone. Ladies if you walk or run this is a must. They are so comfortable and they also build your muscles and buns. I hope the photo above doesn't offend anyone,but it just made me smile. This photo was taken at the opening for the new shoe. You may have to be a runner to get it,but I see one in my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TPRb9QXYubI/AAAAAAAADcQ/-54rqYzKS4g/s1600/Reebok_EasyTone_Inspire%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545158149123127730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TPRb9QXYubI/AAAAAAAADcQ/-54rqYzKS4g/s400/Reebok_EasyTone_Inspire%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-8737967816134658713?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8737967816134658713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/ready-to-run-to-new-adventure.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8737967816134658713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8737967816134658713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/ready-to-run-to-new-adventure.html' title='Ready to RUN to a new adventure'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TPReD880Q8I/AAAAAAAADco/JY1fIH1LDUg/s72-c/DSCN4914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-8695477579608726806</id><published>2010-11-24T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T17:27:33.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TO26wDD36-I/AAAAAAAADcI/KpPrJb-hBy4/s1600/thanksgiving.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 355px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543292050980989922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TO26wDD36-I/AAAAAAAADcI/KpPrJb-hBy4/s400/thanksgiving.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Today I would like to wish all of my wonderful friends a Happy Thanksgiving. You all have stood by me and showed your love. I am so thankful to have wonderful people like you in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I am thankful for my God who loves me,My family and friends, the roof over my head,and the things I have over come this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TO26ZFmv2PI/AAAAAAAADcA/-rs6Td7Fsds/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543291656527141106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TO26ZFmv2PI/AAAAAAAADcA/-rs6Td7Fsds/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-8695477579608726806?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8695477579608726806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving-my-friends.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8695477579608726806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8695477579608726806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving-my-friends.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving my friends'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TO26wDD36-I/AAAAAAAADcI/KpPrJb-hBy4/s72-c/thanksgiving.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-8173466054444902927</id><published>2010-11-23T07:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T08:03:41.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holidays as life takes a change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOvcLS3QURI/AAAAAAAADb4/KJ6LKvMc5yQ/s1600/Louisisana%2Broad%2Btrip%2B040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542765853009793298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOvcLS3QURI/AAAAAAAADb4/KJ6LKvMc5yQ/s400/Louisisana%2Broad%2Btrip%2B040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I must say this has been a very hard week....The devil has really tried to get me down. My first Thanksgiving and Christmas in 27 years without my family. Decorating and the festivities have always been so much of how I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This year it is a new year and new life even if I didn't chose it. There are no decorations...I can't even get them from my attic,but I will remember the reason why I celebrate. I will see the ones I love or call them and tell them I love them.I will take things as they come knowing my Father in heaven loves me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am asking for your prayer as I go back to court Dec. 2nd. Funds are low here and I still have never seen my grandbaby in NJ.I also have not seen my son in two years. I don't want to sit here and get depressed with a life that I can't change.I want to &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt; new things and be happy.I am thinking of flying out and sharing the holidays in a new way because this is a new year and a new time. Old things have passed away......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you all,Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOvb6Op7PyI/AAAAAAAADbw/UfY5uHKWXzk/s1600/Fall%2B2009%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542765559822368546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOvb6Op7PyI/AAAAAAAADbw/UfY5uHKWXzk/s400/Fall%2B2009%2B015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOvbq1Krc4I/AAAAAAAADbo/dwJvM_ED_T8/s1600/Louisisana%2Broad%2Btrip%2B056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542765295282385794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOvbq1Krc4I/AAAAAAAADbo/dwJvM_ED_T8/s400/Louisisana%2Broad%2Btrip%2B056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-8173466054444902927?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8173466054444902927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/holidays-as-life-takes-change.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8173466054444902927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8173466054444902927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/holidays-as-life-takes-change.html' title='The Holidays as life takes a change'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOvcLS3QURI/AAAAAAAADb4/KJ6LKvMc5yQ/s72-c/Louisisana%2Broad%2Btrip%2B040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-8415712037370843036</id><published>2010-11-20T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T05:40:51.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of the caged and wounded bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOfElDB0_bI/AAAAAAAADbg/8pmOXXetH9E/s1600/3978834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541614007249862066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOfElDB0_bI/AAAAAAAADbg/8pmOXXetH9E/s400/3978834.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Once there was this bird that always had the dream to fly and soar above the the things in life she had seen heard in this world. Each day when she would talk with other birds and see how they had those beautiful wings she would ask why she couldn't feel that freedom.Before long she just decided that this was her life and climbed in her cage. Oh she still lived,ate and breathed,but was not happy. Each day the cage seemed to get more comfortable and seemed like home. She would have visitors,but each one that came by her would clip her wings with their words telling her things that made her believe she would always stay dirty and broken. At times in her life as part of a wing wing would grow back she found hope ,but as that hope would arise someone would come back and tell her you are nobody...look at you your just a normal old bird. Finally she decided this was her life and she would just make the best of it and survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then one day this sneaky old Buzzard that thought he was larger and had been in the world more came by. He told her how ugly she was and that she had got to a point that even If her cage door was open she was torn and broken and would stay right where she was. He would tease her and one day he opened her cage door. Oh he came by ever so often to laugh and control her mind not knowing that each day she became stronger and her wings were growing back. She stayed hid in the cage and didn't talk back much,but deep inside she never forgot the dream and vision of the other birds that she had seen flying. Before long after the cage door had been open by the Buzzard she started to inch her way to the door.Taking small steps and believing she could escape that cage that had kept her locked in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She began to remember the nice birds that had told her you can be like us and she took a step. One step at a time she took until she stepped out side the cage. As she stepped out side the cage she felt freedom.The smell of the clean air and feel of the wind she had not been able to feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then on a certain day a wise OWL came by and started to talk with her. Oh he was so beautiful and his feathers so fluffy he had been to heights she could not understand because of all the bad things in her life. The more time she spent with this wise OWL the stronger she got until one day she felt such power. She knew that no matter how many times the old Buzzard would come by and laugh at her that this wise Owl knew her and believed in her.One morning she lifted that last leg from the cage. She would wonder over to the edge of the table that her cage was on remembering the hope and positive things from all her bird friends.One day she decided all I can do is jump and flap my new wings and if I fall I will try again.Little did she know that as she had stayed in that cage and allowed the healing of her clipped wings and the words of the wise Owl that she would take off so as she edged her way to the very tip of the table she took that leap that would change her forever. She started to fly not as high as she had dreamed,but with more practice each day she got higher and higher. As she began to rise above the world the dirt and things on her wings disappeared and she realized she was a beautiful white DOVE that had been covered in things from others around her. She knew that she would never allow anything to clip or lock her up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It wasn't long until she met her wise OWL one day and he  started to share with her that she was beautiful and that she flew with such grace.She was so happy to see she had caught the love and care from the OWL and that no matter how many times the BUZZARD would walk by that cage to hurt her he would see she was no longer there and that little did he know when he opened that cage door he was doing her a favor and gave her hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never stop dreaming and never allow the words and pain to keep you down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love, Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOfEKwOBmiI/AAAAAAAADbY/XLE8mCCTGNA/s1600/wingtrim2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541613555524147746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOfEKwOBmiI/AAAAAAAADbY/XLE8mCCTGNA/s400/wingtrim2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOfD0AiDxWI/AAAAAAAADbQ/toJtyjLB9Mw/s1600/2549685889_ba8a12a912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541613164766152034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOfD0AiDxWI/AAAAAAAADbQ/toJtyjLB9Mw/s400/2549685889_ba8a12a912.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOfDi78iXYI/AAAAAAAADbI/_pbretNXDiI/s1600/kestrel_1676166i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541612871477255554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOfDi78iXYI/AAAAAAAADbI/_pbretNXDiI/s400/kestrel_1676166i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;From wounded to wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOfDLwuPniI/AAAAAAAADbA/2B7CKM0TNW0/s1600/white_dove_of_peace_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541612473327525410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOfDLwuPniI/AAAAAAAADbA/2B7CKM0TNW0/s400/white_dove_of_peace_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-8415712037370843036?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8415712037370843036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/story-of-caged-and-wounded-bird.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8415712037370843036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8415712037370843036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/story-of-caged-and-wounded-bird.html' title='The story of the caged and wounded bird'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOfElDB0_bI/AAAAAAAADbg/8pmOXXetH9E/s72-c/3978834.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-6565878839288954639</id><published>2010-11-14T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T08:27:32.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time away with friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAJhpTa-hI/AAAAAAAADa4/FN5VsSDQBwI/s1600/DSCN4848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539438015293356562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAJhpTa-hI/AAAAAAAADa4/FN5VsSDQBwI/s400/DSCN4848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First off I would like to thank you all my friends for the warm words and howls =) about my life and they weight loss. It does feel great!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes life has changed for me and I'm sure will continue to change.The day I fell apart I never dreamed the day would come id look back like this.Oh are things perfect? NO and none can say that as long as we live in the flesh,but so much better.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel like under all that fat and depression I found a smaller woman that had been hidden away under all the junk and I pulled her from the wreckage. I had shoved away who I was and my dream for life and lived it for others. Yes I still love to cook and decorate,but it is just me and the dogs and cat so things are new here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been taking one day at a time and making the most of it. I spend much needed time away on the Coast with friends,Music and concerts that I had forgot how much I loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These photos are from a few trips one with the girls to the Beau Rivage and one to the Hard Rock......No I'm not crazy and I sure don't gamble my money away,but have decided if it FREE and FUN why not. I am loving the dressing up at night,the beach,the wonderful foods and yes I must hit the gym after all that.I am just learning to love me so that one day someone else can love me.Do I see myself single forever? Not at all. I know God made me and my heart and it is to love family and home.I do miss being Paula Deen and making my home a show place,but it will all come out in the wash as they say and the next man in my life I pray is Gods man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks again,Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAJb-tfFSI/AAAAAAAADaw/SbCwNndZNyw/s1600/DSCN4850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539437917960607010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAJb-tfFSI/AAAAAAAADaw/SbCwNndZNyw/s400/DSCN4850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAJWM18GWI/AAAAAAAADao/UNiKYNlFDzI/s1600/DSCN4851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539437818674944354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAJWM18GWI/AAAAAAAADao/UNiKYNlFDzI/s400/DSCN4851.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some of the decor inside the Beau. Love the smell of the fresh flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAJP5YTBjI/AAAAAAAADag/90iHZl2p-o4/s1600/DSCN4852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539437710371128882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAJP5YTBjI/AAAAAAAADag/90iHZl2p-o4/s400/DSCN4852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAIuOikbvI/AAAAAAAADaY/FLLlpQL2sGY/s1600/DSCN4860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539437131935805170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAIuOikbvI/AAAAAAAADaY/FLLlpQL2sGY/s400/DSCN4860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time spent with the girls...they both play poker and me? Naw I just am not that kinda lady,but I sure enjoy the FREE gym ,FREE food and beach while they get all stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAInunOuyI/AAAAAAAADaQ/uU_yq2H9MRo/s1600/DSCN4861.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 378px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539437020286204706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAInunOuyI/AAAAAAAADaQ/uU_yq2H9MRo/s400/DSCN4861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAIVSSv8-I/AAAAAAAADaI/hX3KE6zYQrQ/s1600/DSCN4862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539436703446463458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAIVSSv8-I/AAAAAAAADaI/hX3KE6zYQrQ/s400/DSCN4862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I spent some time out looking at the beach and allowing God to clear my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAIPcnguTI/AAAAAAAADaA/lyXvwvX2kwc/s1600/DSCN4863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539436603138685234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAIPcnguTI/AAAAAAAADaA/lyXvwvX2kwc/s400/DSCN4863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAIGxcI0oI/AAAAAAAADZ4/LAMD_23bFhs/s1600/DSCN4870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539436454109303426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAIGxcI0oI/AAAAAAAADZ4/LAMD_23bFhs/s400/DSCN4870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAHpY6JUHI/AAAAAAAADZw/Ijy8tI55q2M/s1600/DSCN4802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 391px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539435949308072050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAHpY6JUHI/AAAAAAAADZw/Ijy8tI55q2M/s400/DSCN4802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; A great concert by "Darius Rucker" with a great friend at the Hard Rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAHjt2M8XI/AAAAAAAADZo/Sod2qMvm4lw/s1600/DSCN4805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539435851849462130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAHjt2M8XI/AAAAAAAADZo/Sod2qMvm4lw/s400/DSCN4805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAHaxDGkOI/AAAAAAAADZg/BO49DbNx9xs/s1600/DSCN4833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539435698090053858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAHaxDGkOI/AAAAAAAADZg/BO49DbNx9xs/s400/DSCN4833.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAHREcVVKI/AAAAAAAADZY/u3hzYheErxc/s1600/DSCN4846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539435531497460898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAHREcVVKI/AAAAAAAADZY/u3hzYheErxc/s400/DSCN4846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-6565878839288954639?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6565878839288954639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-away-with-friends.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6565878839288954639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6565878839288954639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-away-with-friends.html' title='Time away with friends'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TOAJhpTa-hI/AAAAAAAADa4/FN5VsSDQBwI/s72-c/DSCN4848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-853879527990518834</id><published>2010-11-11T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T21:57:48.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Life takes a change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TNzWAPpTIkI/AAAAAAAADYo/VVXOFGizryU/s1600/DSCN4691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538536941446963778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TNzWAPpTIkI/AAAAAAAADYo/VVXOFGizryU/s400/DSCN4691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gosh im so happy to be here....I missed you all so much.Wow how life can change in two minutes and turn our world upsede down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know if you have followed me you know about my husband leaving me and all the court stuff. I was a Fluffy girl then and after lots of tears and a good heart check I am happy to say I found ME...The person I had buried all those years to make someone else happy. Today I can say I am happy. Is everything perfect? No and in this life it will never be,but making the best of each day is what I live for.I have so much to share about the changes and roads in my life. Not many pretty photos of food,being single I haven't cooked much. I look forward to catching up and seeing you all again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TNzV2lmKN1I/AAAAAAAADYg/HgF5s8utLTQ/s1600/DSCN4708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538536775540684626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TNzV2lmKN1I/AAAAAAAADYg/HgF5s8utLTQ/s400/DSCN4708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TNzVufhkVbI/AAAAAAAADYY/G6oHuc9pxBg/s1600/DSCN4709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538536636471858610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TNzVufhkVbI/AAAAAAAADYY/G6oHuc9pxBg/s400/DSCN4709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TNzVakuxDBI/AAAAAAAADYQ/zW-jXLMZLtY/s1600/DSCN4714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538536294272011282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TNzVakuxDBI/AAAAAAAADYQ/zW-jXLMZLtY/s400/DSCN4714.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TNzU568QhjI/AAAAAAAADYI/yusN98MCwIU/s1600/DSCN4784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538535733298497074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TNzU568QhjI/AAAAAAAADYI/yusN98MCwIU/s400/DSCN4784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Love my new shoes and boots.....I bought the boots for a Darius Rucker concert,but if dreams come true I will be in Colorado soon and I thing the boots will be needed there&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TNzUx5zzaWI/AAAAAAAADYA/HmyUDskDHmY/s1600/DSCN4781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538535595555645794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TNzUx5zzaWI/AAAAAAAADYA/HmyUDskDHmY/s400/DSCN4781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-853879527990518834?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/853879527990518834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-life-takes-change.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/853879527990518834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/853879527990518834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-life-takes-change.html' title='When Life takes a change'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TNzWAPpTIkI/AAAAAAAADYo/VVXOFGizryU/s72-c/DSCN4691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-4670604602152787171</id><published>2010-08-18T06:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T09:25:00.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to see my babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1TyswgnZI/AAAAAAAADW4/AN_n7zIjN_k/s1600/DSCN4553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507150049817173394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1TyswgnZI/AAAAAAAADW4/AN_n7zIjN_k/s400/DSCN4553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yup it has been along time....I bet you all thought I had died? Thank God this gator was dead or I may have been. I just got back from spending sometime with my daughter and her family.It really felt good to get away.Yes life has been up and down and I'm ready for some peace. I'm not one that enjoys stress in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I really have missed all of you and so thankful you stayed around and care so much. It means so much. I am going to try and do better on my blogging...I promise. It may not be all the fancy food and decor for a while,but it will be me from my heart and that is what my blog is about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1SGQTfXUI/AAAAAAAADWw/r7zfRm-Lb7M/s1600/DSCN4542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507148186753391938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1SGQTfXUI/AAAAAAAADWw/r7zfRm-Lb7M/s400/DSCN4542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved the Historic district. One day I hope my dreams come true and I can have an old home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1Qr8CbDgI/AAAAAAAADWo/4RP0wZ1fiMc/s1600/DSCN4543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507146635124870658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1Qr8CbDgI/AAAAAAAADWo/4RP0wZ1fiMc/s400/DSCN4543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1QlbFoBsI/AAAAAAAADWg/G_mYizWBHNw/s1600/DSCN4544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507146523200718530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1QlbFoBsI/AAAAAAAADWg/G_mYizWBHNw/s400/DSCN4544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1Qe-61F1I/AAAAAAAADWY/fphj_gVdeCA/s1600/DSCN4545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507146412560029522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1Qe-61F1I/AAAAAAAADWY/fphj_gVdeCA/s400/DSCN4545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1PtyA0B2I/AAAAAAAADWQ/iZRRIm_qXyQ/s1600/DSCN4546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507145567281874786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1PtyA0B2I/AAAAAAAADWQ/iZRRIm_qXyQ/s400/DSCN4546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1PnpKrH1I/AAAAAAAADWI/5FwcJlF07ok/s1600/DSCN4547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507145461828099922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1PnpKrH1I/AAAAAAAADWI/5FwcJlF07ok/s400/DSCN4547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1OiTxff0I/AAAAAAAADWA/epzemqsDfXQ/s1600/DSCN4554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507144270674362178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1OiTxff0I/AAAAAAAADWA/epzemqsDfXQ/s400/DSCN4554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love this picture of my baby girl...yes she will always be my baby girl....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;see her LSU shirt I bought her that for her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGvcraIfVmI/AAAAAAAADUQ/smBzjm15kVQ/s1600/DSCN4550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506737607697978978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGvcraIfVmI/AAAAAAAADUQ/smBzjm15kVQ/s400/DSCN4550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids took me to eat at Dons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katy and Keller with the Gator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGvcZjbik9I/AAAAAAAADUI/wcLnyqkRn2w/s1600/DSCN4552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 318px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506737300956156882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGvcZjbik9I/AAAAAAAADUI/wcLnyqkRn2w/s400/DSCN4552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are growing so fast...it is crazy how we don't see it until they move away. Keller talks so much and I just love it. My favorite thing he says is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I zoo zoo you Nana" which means I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it melts my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGvcObA2DxI/AAAAAAAADUA/DTZuLLk6PK0/s1600/DSCN4555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506737109718142738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGvcObA2DxI/AAAAAAAADUA/DTZuLLk6PK0/s400/DSCN4555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2348898852998006264-4670604602152787171?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4670604602152787171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/trip-to-see-my-babies.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4670604602152787171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4670604602152787171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/trip-to-see-my-babies.html' title='A trip to see my babies'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TG1TyswgnZI/AAAAAAAADW4/AN_n7zIjN_k/s72-c/DSCN4553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-6052551448583287113</id><published>2010-08-15T05:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T05:28:55.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My how life changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfZfMb3KsI/AAAAAAAADT4/xlxSd7uAK3M/s1600/DSCN4528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505608199420979906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfZfMb3KsI/AAAAAAAADT4/xlxSd7uAK3M/s400/DSCN4528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My How life changes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you all thought I had died right? Well, you can't get rid of me that easy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life has been hard and fun at the same time if that is possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The good thing is I have lost 63 pounds and counting. Im not ready to stop yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am still going through court and waiting on the final date so that means my husband still hasn't came home. As a matter of fact he moved to another state.I have been having a rough go with that still not understanding how and why,but life must go on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I spend most of my time with my kids and grandbabies to survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rian made it home from overseas and met his daughter for the first time,but with court I have still never got to see her yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;April and her family have moved off and left me AGAIN and that has been hard,but this time they are not as far as before and that is a blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My baby boy is here with me and im thankful not to have to stay alone all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfZQ51r2JI/AAAAAAAADTw/VEy7mDK1Ajo/s1600/DSCN4540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505607953910847634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfZQ51r2JI/AAAAAAAADTw/VEy7mDK1Ajo/s400/DSCN4540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still cooking,but not near as much since it is me most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfZKK3iJoI/AAAAAAAADTo/ItATvbSEiBM/s1600/DSCN4538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505607838222919298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfZKK3iJoI/AAAAAAAADTo/ItATvbSEiBM/s400/DSCN4538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfZDGLVKLI/AAAAAAAADTg/yAVdB48NcYU/s1600/DSCN4539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505607716704692402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfZDGLVKLI/AAAAAAAADTg/yAVdB48NcYU/s400/DSCN4539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the night Rian returned and Elli woke up to meet her dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfYuAdeJWI/AAAAAAAADTY/MFDUD2EwwaM/s1600/34503_1539395451338_1428463417_1395351_1156836_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505607354392913250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfYuAdeJWI/AAAAAAAADTY/MFDUD2EwwaM/s400/34503_1539395451338_1428463417_1395351_1156836_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April had a birthday and her kids are growing like weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfYkg20lVI/AAAAAAAADTQ/pftVvKoSWc4/s1600/40570_431250354032_508004032_4890122_1756248_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505607191290484050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfYkg20lVI/AAAAAAAADTQ/pftVvKoSWc4/s400/40570_431250354032_508004032_4890122_1756248_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like Keller is trying to get a job in the movies and he is a mess for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfYZPjYCUI/AAAAAAAADTI/56N18wT3d-I/s1600/37986_431241964032_508004032_4889971_2791590_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505606997666957634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfYZPjYCUI/AAAAAAAADTI/56N18wT3d-I/s400/37986_431241964032_508004032_4889971_2791590_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Kolter never was a baby...he came here grown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfYPy33b6I/AAAAAAAADTA/oASOkxlLZTU/s1600/39864_431521744032_508004032_4897762_745295_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505606835349450658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfYPy33b6I/AAAAAAAADTA/oASOkxlLZTU/s400/39864_431521744032_508004032_4897762_745295_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayden has turned three and still loves coming and staying with Nana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfYIGAHLKI/AAAAAAAADS4/1MJ_ULvRVKM/s1600/DSCN4246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505606703045356706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfYIGAHLKI/AAAAAAAADS4/1MJ_ULvRVKM/s400/DSCN4246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel is a beautiful MESS..here she has been eating some dumplings,beans,cobbler and cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that Nana cooked. She is such a happy baby and loves food like her dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfXI_5FRaI/AAAAAAAADSw/OzUrKqRJwRk/s1600/DSCN4526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505605619073500578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfXI_5FRaI/AAAAAAAADSw/OzUrKqRJwRk/s400/DSCN4526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2348898852998006264-6052551448583287113?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6052551448583287113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-how-life-changes.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6052551448583287113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6052551448583287113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-how-life-changes.html' title='My how life changes'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TGfZfMb3KsI/AAAAAAAADT4/xlxSd7uAK3M/s72-c/DSCN4528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-3667808069431225174</id><published>2010-06-28T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:34:50.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im doing the Happy Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TCjdHXWFyMI/AAAAAAAADSo/ROXB3xtHwdY/s1600/happy-face_happyface_smiley_2400x2400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487879264546441410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TCjdHXWFyMI/AAAAAAAADSo/ROXB3xtHwdY/s400/happy-face_happyface_smiley_2400x2400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks so much for all your prayers. Court went great! The next hearing will be the big one probably in Aug. Brian has to continue things as they are until then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next thing is trying to get me on is some type of humility abuse. I have no idea what this is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanted to tell you the good news and I thank my God. for being with me today and all your prayers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-3667808069431225174?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3667808069431225174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-doing-happy-dance.html#comment-form' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3667808069431225174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3667808069431225174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-doing-happy-dance.html' title='Im doing the Happy Dance'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TCjdHXWFyMI/AAAAAAAADSo/ROXB3xtHwdY/s72-c/happy-face_happyface_smiley_2400x2400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-1173168985220781791</id><published>2010-06-27T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T11:29:28.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need your prayers for court</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TCeYKUBIyNI/AAAAAAAADSg/oDSe_PVjAfc/s1600/gavel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487521973913831634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TCeYKUBIyNI/AAAAAAAADSg/oDSe_PVjAfc/s400/gavel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry I have been missing in action,but this has been a real hard time. Monday morning is court to prove im not a drug head. It breaks my heart to think I man I love and trusted would try to prove this after 27 years just to stop paying any support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have had Fibromyalgia for at least ten years and taken my medications from the doctor. I have never abused drugs are been an alcoholic. I wonder why I'm so upset and sick about this court date? Mainly because I know it isn't the good that always come out on top in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mind can't fathom someone that could careless if i see my doctors or have my medication or even a roof over my head after all the years I gave to be the best wife and mom I could be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I was an abuser and didn't love and take care of my family I would understand,but this I just don't get.I so much want my life back! It seems all the things I loved to do have faded away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I very much need all of your prayers..Monday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks so much, Brenda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-1173168985220781791?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1173168985220781791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/need-your-prayers-for-court.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/1173168985220781791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/1173168985220781791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/need-your-prayers-for-court.html' title='Need your prayers for court'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TCeYKUBIyNI/AAAAAAAADSg/oDSe_PVjAfc/s72-c/gavel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-4316616910207651316</id><published>2010-06-20T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T08:16:33.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathersday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TB4vm7i99kI/AAAAAAAADSY/NSPBm8gfSLc/s1600/blog+2656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484873742049736258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TB4vm7i99kI/AAAAAAAADSY/NSPBm8gfSLc/s400/blog+2656.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Fathersday is a special day that we can celebrate the men that truely know what it is to be a dad! I know many have lost their dads and my heart breaks for them.I still have mine,but can't go and be with him and it hurts. Today is also the first time ever not to be with the man that gave me my beautiful children. Even though he has decided to be a total jerk to me the one thing I can say is I have three beautiful children!I hope you all have a blessed day as you celebrate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TB4u1sQdkII/AAAAAAAADSQ/uoBtIRDhVgA/s1600/blog+2807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 362px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484872896131993730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TB4u1sQdkII/AAAAAAAADSQ/uoBtIRDhVgA/s400/blog+2807.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My son-in-law that stepped up to the plate and become a great father for my Katy Bug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TB4uDY__WoI/AAAAAAAADSI/25SyLn2BryY/s1600/blog+3342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484872031969172098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TB4uDY__WoI/AAAAAAAADSI/25SyLn2BryY/s400/blog+3342.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Im so thankful for my wonderful sons and the the beautiful babies they brought to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TB4tvuiuO1I/AAAAAAAADSA/RKl4tC_GXUg/s1600/blog+3717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484871694154611538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TB4tvuiuO1I/AAAAAAAADSA/RKl4tC_GXUg/s400/blog+3717.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-4316616910207651316?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4316616910207651316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathersday.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4316616910207651316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4316616910207651316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathersday.html' title='Happy Fathersday'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TB4vm7i99kI/AAAAAAAADSY/NSPBm8gfSLc/s72-c/blog+2656.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-3783865653145987334</id><published>2010-06-19T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T10:36:25.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Quinceañera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBz_KOSMJOI/AAAAAAAADRw/q7BYziH3MjM/s1600/DSCN4400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484538997328585954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBz_KOSMJOI/AAAAAAAADRw/q7BYziH3MjM/s400/DSCN4400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The Quinceanera is a dress occasion. I had never been to one so Mayra helped me. I'll know next time. There were so many pretty dresses. Most of the men wore dress western wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBz-8tbh7JI/AAAAAAAADRo/7nYLmiZ5TzM/s1600/DSCN4397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484538765171092626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBz-8tbh7JI/AAAAAAAADRo/7nYLmiZ5TzM/s400/DSCN4397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBz-j7qAkpI/AAAAAAAADRg/kwKKUkRP6hs/s1600/DSCN4394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484538339493188242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBz-j7qAkpI/AAAAAAAADRg/kwKKUkRP6hs/s400/DSCN4394.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beautiful Angel and Chancey( my son) and Mayra ready to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBz-X_KUGYI/AAAAAAAADRY/jVpsn7ydqQQ/s1600/DSCN4402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484538134275561858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBz-X_KUGYI/AAAAAAAADRY/jVpsn7ydqQQ/s400/DSCN4402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you are like me you maybe asking what is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quincea%C3%B1era"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quinceañera&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/a&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ceremony held in some Latin American cultures on a girl's fifteenth birthday, comparable to a Sweet Sixteen celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Planning begins up to a year in advance, and requires the resources of several members of the family and friends. The family priest will perform a Quinceañera ceremony in church. The girl's baptismal godparents will oversee the spiritual celebration, and her many friends and relatives will attend to see the recognition she will receive as she makes the transition from girl to young lady in everyone's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Quinceañera are comparable in scope and grandeur to weddings, and the party atmosphere that follows the somewhat more subdued religious atmosphere. There is a significant dress, just as with a wedding, and can be just as expensive and unique as a wedding gown. Flowers and decorations are selected to match the color scheme of the festivities, a reception is held at which guests will be served a grand meal and there will be much dancing and merriment for all in attendance. Often, a live band or DJ are hired for the evening and the atmosphere is energetic and fun. A traditional shoe ceremony is also included"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The shoe ceremony was great. I loved how the father removed her shoes and place her feet with beautiful Silver high heels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They also had the Father /Daughter dance which was great. Something that I also found interesting is that she receives her last doll. It is a porcelain doll and she is dressed in a gown to match the daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Much food and fun is had. I must say the only thing I wasn't used to is the Spanish style dance. They will run you to death.&lt;/span&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/2348898852998006264-3783865653145987334?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3783865653145987334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-first-quinceanera.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3783865653145987334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3783865653145987334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-first-quinceanera.html' title='My First Quinceañera'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBz_KOSMJOI/AAAAAAAADRw/q7BYziH3MjM/s72-c/DSCN4400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-6540157562022326095</id><published>2010-06-11T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T17:57:45.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Kolter didn't wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBLY-JeCImI/AAAAAAAADRQ/TBibmQQDZ2A/s1600/DSCN4310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481682258668692066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBLY-JeCImI/AAAAAAAADRQ/TBibmQQDZ2A/s400/DSCN4310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kolter&lt;/span&gt; Stone Russell decided he was not going to wait to be induced. Tuesday night April and Paul went out to eat and ran to the mall.I take it he was tired of that mall walking so he showed out and broke mommies water.April called and the rush was on to get to the hospital.April is one of those that goes from two cm to ten in no time.&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kolter&lt;/span&gt; was so large 9lbs. 4oz and 21 1/2 inches long.April did great,but there were some problems. First his cord was wrapped around his neck and then he was so large for her his shoulder got lodged so he had to have help getting out.It broke his clavicle.Poor little man. Then we find out Aprils blood and his didn't agree and her cells were trying to kill his. Today they put him on photo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;therapy&lt;/span&gt; and we hope things start looking up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBLY2oIagjI/AAAAAAAADRI/YChX4oal6lQ/s1600/DSCN4357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481682129460560434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBLY2oIagjI/AAAAAAAADRI/YChX4oal6lQ/s400/DSCN4357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I am one proud Nana. He looks so much like my boys did. Love his dark hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBLYu6IoL-I/AAAAAAAADRA/y7bIeyhhNOI/s1600/DSCN4335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481681996854341602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBLYu6IoL-I/AAAAAAAADRA/y7bIeyhhNOI/s400/DSCN4335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What a beautiful family.Keller keeps asking mommy who is that=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBLYntbOrGI/AAAAAAAADQ4/OuAhOrfal5A/s1600/DSCN4353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481681873183616098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBLYntbOrGI/AAAAAAAADQ4/OuAhOrfal5A/s400/DSCN4353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBLYhHD18yI/AAAAAAAADQw/ci-Y6PA5vUo/s1600/DSCN4366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481681759805764386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBLYhHD18yI/AAAAAAAADQw/ci-Y6PA5vUo/s400/DSCN4366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Getting all ready to get under the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBLYYiF6q1I/AAAAAAAADQo/BIoWOizfmAM/s1600/DSCN4372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481681612443396946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBLYYiF6q1I/AAAAAAAADQo/BIoWOizfmAM/s400/DSCN4372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBLYS4HhkeI/AAAAAAAADQg/aTKtReN4-QA/s1600/DSCN4373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481681515276505570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBLYS4HhkeI/AAAAAAAADQg/aTKtReN4-QA/s400/DSCN4373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-6540157562022326095?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6540157562022326095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/little-kolter-didnt-wait.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6540157562022326095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6540157562022326095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/little-kolter-didnt-wait.html' title='Little Kolter didn&apos;t wait'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TBLY-JeCImI/AAAAAAAADRQ/TBibmQQDZ2A/s72-c/DSCN4310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-8989929621914358194</id><published>2010-06-08T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T18:13:41.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Day Until We Meet Kolter Stone</title><content type='html'>The hours are clicking away as we get ready to meet Kolter Stone Russell. It has been a long hard road for his mommy.April goes in at 6 am. in the morning.I am so excited I will be the one with her in labor and delivery. I ask you all to keep the family in your prayers and I will post as soon as I can.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-8989929621914358194?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8989929621914358194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-more-day-until-we-meet-kolter-stone.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8989929621914358194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8989929621914358194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-more-day-until-we-meet-kolter-stone.html' title='One More Day Until We Meet Kolter Stone'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-8836852222502925527</id><published>2010-06-07T04:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T04:47:06.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming of Peanut butter cookies</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/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAzZBbDdGsI/AAAAAAAADP4/7qLTYwkxC8U/s1600/peanut-butter-cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAzZBbDdGsI/AAAAAAAADP4/7qLTYwkxC8U/s400/peanut-butter-cookies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479993465068395202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good morning ladies and gents. i wish I could say I just made these,but I didn't. If dreaming about them counts I can take the credit =)&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a dream so real you swore it was going on? This morning early it was so real I could smell these cookies baking. I thought Mayra is sure up early baking ..what is her deal. I got up and went to the kitchen and NO cookies.It was even still dark all in the house.I have no idea what and why,but I decided I would just cheat and make them on the Internet. No calories that way.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was just having memories of the many times I smelt the fresh aroma of my moms kitchen .As a country cook a store bought cookie was nothing we ever had. Im grateful for that that because mom taught me alot about life and cooking.The love that came from her kitchen maybe the love I need to feel now. No matter how silly it sounds this is how my week started. I hope you all have a blessed Monday and someone out there just may need to bake up alittle love today.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ingredients" style="margin-top: 10px;"&gt;         &lt;h3&gt;             Ingredients&lt;/h3&gt;                          &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap"&gt;                     1 cup unsalted butter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap"&gt;                     1 cup crunchy peanut butter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap"&gt;                     1 cup white sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap"&gt;                     1 cup packed brown sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap"&gt;                     2 eggs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap"&gt;                     2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap"&gt;                     1 teaspoon baking powder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap"&gt;                     1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap"&gt;                     1 1/2 teaspoons baking soda&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;                  &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div style="border-top: 1px dotted rgb(204, 204, 204); width: 300px; margin-top: 20px;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div class="directions" style="margin-top: 10px;"&gt;         &lt;h3&gt;             Directions&lt;/h3&gt;                                   &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="plaincharacterwrap break"&gt;                     Cream together butter, peanut butter and sugars. Beat in eggs.                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="plaincharacterwrap break"&gt; In a separate bowl, sift together flour, baking powder, baking soda, and salt. Stir into batter. Put batter in refrigerator for 1 hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="plaincharacterwrap break"&gt; Roll into 1 inch balls and put on baking sheets. Flatten each ball with a fork, making a criss-cross pattern. Bake in a preheated 375 degrees F oven for about 10 minutes or until cookies begin to brown. Do not over-bake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-8836852222502925527?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8836852222502925527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/dreaming-of-peanut-butter-cookies.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8836852222502925527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8836852222502925527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/dreaming-of-peanut-butter-cookies.html' title='Dreaming of Peanut butter cookies'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAzZBbDdGsI/AAAAAAAADP4/7qLTYwkxC8U/s72-c/peanut-butter-cookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-2220976564911159725</id><published>2010-06-04T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T08:57:14.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every one likes pretties,Go visit A Girls Gotta Nest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAkiJ3SFrgI/AAAAAAAADPw/6PZgbkkhTC0/s1600/Lion%27s%2BHead%2B16%2Boz_%2BTureen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478947974526905858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAkiJ3SFrgI/AAAAAAAADPw/6PZgbkkhTC0/s400/Lion%27s%2BHead%2B16%2Boz_%2BTureen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a great give away by one of my great friends. Many of you know Tami and her beautiful work. I have posted things she has made and I have bought from her,but this give away is extra special. Go by and visit her and tell her Brenda sent you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://aunymimiscreations.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://aunymimiscreations.blogspot.com/&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/2348898852998006264-2220976564911159725?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2220976564911159725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/every-one-likes-prettiesgo-visit-girls.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/2220976564911159725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/2220976564911159725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/every-one-likes-prettiesgo-visit-girls.html' title='Every one likes pretties,Go visit A Girls Gotta Nest'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAkiJ3SFrgI/AAAAAAAADPw/6PZgbkkhTC0/s72-c/Lion%27s%2BHead%2B16%2Boz_%2BTureen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-6926015723519441552</id><published>2010-06-02T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T05:38:45.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting on Kolter Stone Russell to arrive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAZQtprgX_I/AAAAAAAADPo/eUG1LNuflMU/s1600/30319_407911294032_508004032_4274935_247245_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478154741955452914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAZQtprgX_I/AAAAAAAADPo/eUG1LNuflMU/s400/30319_407911294032_508004032_4274935_247245_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am on my toes for the phone to ring! My poor baby girl has been hurting so bad and very uncomfortable.Little Kolter could come at anytime so what is there to do,but wait. The bags are packed and the baby seat in the van just waiting.&lt;br /&gt;April is in constant pain,but nothing that we can really time. The doctor says she is thinning and dilated some.This baby has been nothing like her other two.With them she just went into labor.With Kolter she has had light labor and back pain for over a month. They stopped the real pains once with a shot and ever since it has just been horrible for her.I have never seen her this way before.I will keep you all updated and pictures as soon as he makes up his mind to arrive.&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/2348898852998006264-6926015723519441552?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6926015723519441552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/waiting-on-kolter-stone-russell-to.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6926015723519441552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6926015723519441552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/waiting-on-kolter-stone-russell-to.html' title='Waiting on Kolter Stone Russell to arrive'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAZQtprgX_I/AAAAAAAADPo/eUG1LNuflMU/s72-c/30319_407911294032_508004032_4274935_247245_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-6885082495111970518</id><published>2010-05-31T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:50:45.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day At Country Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TASBXAPPFZI/AAAAAAAADPg/6HNeXinHtAQ/s1600/DSCN4265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477645278990243218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TASBXAPPFZI/AAAAAAAADPg/6HNeXinHtAQ/s400/DSCN4265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Memorial Day at " Country Romance" was very special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had all my kids,but Rian and we all know he is serving in Afghanistan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There was lots of help with the food and fun visiting. The Rain stopped the swimming,but we still enjoyed each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TASBSETNQpI/AAAAAAAADPY/x68dL1MX_vw/s1600/DSCN4277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477645194181296786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TASBSETNQpI/AAAAAAAADPY/x68dL1MX_vw/s400/DSCN4277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TASBMmWeaCI/AAAAAAAADPQ/latvB8FPVlA/s1600/DSCN4278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477645100242593826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TASBMmWeaCI/AAAAAAAADPQ/latvB8FPVlA/s400/DSCN4278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TASA9MSVeAI/AAAAAAAADPI/Y-gFJi-zdXI/s1600/DSCN4282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477644835547871234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TASA9MSVeAI/AAAAAAAADPI/Y-gFJi-zdXI/s400/DSCN4282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Loving on Kolter trying to get him to come today =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TASA3eVMB8I/AAAAAAAADPA/zH0fNI454uU/s1600/DSCN4283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477644737312458690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TASA3eVMB8I/AAAAAAAADPA/zH0fNI454uU/s400/DSCN4283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TASAn-6E6SI/AAAAAAAADO4/CRb7DQ_NmMs/s1600/DSCN4287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477644471179208994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TASAn-6E6SI/AAAAAAAADO4/CRb7DQ_NmMs/s400/DSCN4287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR_SvEWItI/AAAAAAAADOw/9ZDxQ7cMZHY/s1600/DSCN4285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477643006638432978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR_SvEWItI/AAAAAAAADOw/9ZDxQ7cMZHY/s400/DSCN4285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR-2QeGvXI/AAAAAAAADOo/KNAXKskN5gk/s1600/DSCN4270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477642517388639602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR-2QeGvXI/AAAAAAAADOo/KNAXKskN5gk/s400/DSCN4270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My sweet babies minus Jayden and Elli. I just love having them here with me.They are growing so fast&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR-wSI_tyI/AAAAAAAADOg/6ZXP5D68t8Q/s1600/DSCN4271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477642414757754658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR-wSI_tyI/AAAAAAAADOg/6ZXP5D68t8Q/s400/DSCN4271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR-sI6uaFI/AAAAAAAADOY/jieSbBiD5RA/s1600/DSCN4273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477642343562504274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR-sI6uaFI/AAAAAAAADOY/jieSbBiD5RA/s400/DSCN4273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR-m0zUbiI/AAAAAAAADOQ/kTP-zuXy2vA/s1600/DSCN4269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477642252263386658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR-m0zUbiI/AAAAAAAADOQ/kTP-zuXy2vA/s400/DSCN4269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR-iYenOOI/AAAAAAAADOI/OvxMjZRzBPw/s1600/DSCN4276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477642175940868322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR-iYenOOI/AAAAAAAADOI/OvxMjZRzBPw/s400/DSCN4276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR95mhTgUI/AAAAAAAADOA/EhF4TjGcaqI/s1600/DSCN4267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477641475335618882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR95mhTgUI/AAAAAAAADOA/EhF4TjGcaqI/s400/DSCN4267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had way to much food,but it was fun. I also made Strawberry Margaritas in my beautiful jug giving to me by my friend for Christmas. For dessert"Death By Chocolate" is a must at Country Romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR90KPpxsI/AAAAAAAADN4/-6BS6P-EuyI/s1600/DSCN4290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477641381846042306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR90KPpxsI/AAAAAAAADN4/-6BS6P-EuyI/s400/DSCN4290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR9toiZ1uI/AAAAAAAADNw/ZQzFQZ4IDb0/s1600/DSCN4291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477641269718669026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR9toiZ1uI/AAAAAAAADNw/ZQzFQZ4IDb0/s400/DSCN4291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR9nVwjTpI/AAAAAAAADNo/VNvXBx2hVGE/s1600/DSCN4292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477641161598520978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR9nVwjTpI/AAAAAAAADNo/VNvXBx2hVGE/s400/DSCN4292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR9g8cO_QI/AAAAAAAADNg/CnxO1NgDBdE/s1600/DSCN4293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477641051723201794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR9g8cO_QI/AAAAAAAADNg/CnxO1NgDBdE/s400/DSCN4293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR9LBERwHI/AAAAAAAADNY/1WOIZvvBm8I/s1600/DSCN4294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477640675007774834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR9LBERwHI/AAAAAAAADNY/1WOIZvvBm8I/s400/DSCN4294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The food is all ready and I had to kiss the griller before they all sat down to eat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR9Dxso_9I/AAAAAAAADNQ/qckAVCiLV5E/s1600/DSCN4296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 327px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477640550623018962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR9Dxso_9I/AAAAAAAADNQ/qckAVCiLV5E/s400/DSCN4296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR88Ib6eLI/AAAAAAAADNI/lK8_1CRVIMc/s1600/DSCN4299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477640419287922866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR88Ib6eLI/AAAAAAAADNI/lK8_1CRVIMc/s400/DSCN4299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR8sUgfRyI/AAAAAAAADNA/C9hdBg9AY9Q/s1600/DSCN4300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 379px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477640147650430754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR8sUgfRyI/AAAAAAAADNA/C9hdBg9AY9Q/s400/DSCN4300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR8c-cj3AI/AAAAAAAADM4/wumTS3hqRNU/s1600/DSCN4301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477639884030336002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR8c-cj3AI/AAAAAAAADM4/wumTS3hqRNU/s400/DSCN4301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somebody ate to much and got sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR8Wj7P0dI/AAAAAAAADMw/c5c8vrbaY9k/s1600/DSCN4302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477639773832073682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAR8Wj7P0dI/AAAAAAAADMw/c5c8vrbaY9k/s400/DSCN4302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-6885082495111970518?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6885082495111970518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/memorial-day-at-country-romance.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6885082495111970518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6885082495111970518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/memorial-day-at-country-romance.html' title='Memorial Day At Country Romance'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TASBXAPPFZI/AAAAAAAADPg/6HNeXinHtAQ/s72-c/DSCN4265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-2456469088217697210</id><published>2010-05-30T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T11:01:31.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sporting my new shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAKnshyDOsI/AAAAAAAADMo/2IzpH2enWHg/s1600/DSCN4257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477124480260324034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAKnshyDOsI/AAAAAAAADMo/2IzpH2enWHg/s400/DSCN4257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay I must admit I have been a shoe buying mood this week! BUT who wouldn't when you find $69 shoes for $6 . But Kohl's had a great clearance and I will say I went NUTS. I bought four pair. Yes I'm putting on the heels again..heck why not? I have lost a total of 55 pounds and it feels great! Now I need money for new clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a picture my daughterinlaw took a few days ago with a pair of my shoes on. It was meant to show the shoes,but I think the wild shirt grabs you first lol,but what can I say? I still love black,but I need to come out of the mourning stag and start adding some color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you all and thanks for your prayers.&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/2348898852998006264-2456469088217697210?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2456469088217697210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/sporting-my-new-shoes.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/2456469088217697210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/2456469088217697210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/sporting-my-new-shoes.html' title='Sporting my new shoes'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/TAKnshyDOsI/AAAAAAAADMo/2IzpH2enWHg/s72-c/DSCN4257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-4432735303755548689</id><published>2010-05-26T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T12:39:15.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a massage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_12si9hlBI/AAAAAAAADMg/G1XFRxY1je8/s1600/lady-on-table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475663229623571474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_12si9hlBI/AAAAAAAADMg/G1XFRxY1je8/s400/lady-on-table.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;For &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mothers day&lt;/span&gt; I think I mentioned my sweet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Son&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Afghanistan&lt;/span&gt; and his wife bought me I Spa package. With all the pain with the allergy and headaches I think it is time to use that massage. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so excited.....only had one in my life that my daughter bought me.&lt;br /&gt;I will have to let you all know how it goes=)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bellasandra.com/index.php/home&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/2348898852998006264-4432735303755548689?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4432735303755548689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-for-massage.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4432735303755548689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4432735303755548689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-for-massage.html' title='Time for a massage'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_12si9hlBI/AAAAAAAADMg/G1XFRxY1je8/s72-c/lady-on-table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-3508093965868816719</id><published>2010-05-22T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T09:32:20.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to stay busy..working on my kitchen cabinets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Trying to stay busy and do thing around the house that don't cost alot to add change&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_gC6-6K1NI/AAAAAAAADMY/jh-1vzxVXVA/s1600/DSCN4253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474128559411483858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_gC6-6K1NI/AAAAAAAADMY/jh-1vzxVXVA/s400/DSCN4253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This is a good look at the before and after. We have lived here for ten years and the old white cabinets were really looking rough. After attending bible study last week and seeing her kitchen they had built I knew I could do this. why pay someone when you can fix it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_gC1pMeVHI/AAAAAAAADMQ/AKqv4PXn8Tg/s1600/DSCN4256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474128467683333234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_gC1pMeVHI/AAAAAAAADMQ/AKqv4PXn8Tg/s400/DSCN4256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_gCtu6RfeI/AAAAAAAADMI/7MbcAHapYJE/s1600/DSCN4253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474128331778653666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_gCtu6RfeI/AAAAAAAADMI/7MbcAHapYJE/s400/DSCN4253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I knew these cabinets were not REAL woos being built in a subdivision and when they were put in they were that really shiny white. I had done my bathroom a few years ago with pecan stain afraid to be to bold,but this time I said what the heck!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love using the Minwax stain it already has to protectant and all in it so off to town I go. I loved the look of the Walnut.I grabbed a can and a few sanding pads and off I went&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_gCneKCRgI/AAAAAAAADMA/s4Lo0dys4Y0/s1600/DSCN4254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474128224202147330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_gCneKCRgI/AAAAAAAADMA/s4Lo0dys4Y0/s400/DSCN4254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It really isn't hard at all. It depends on the look you are going for. Since the kitchen is French Country I wanted the OLD look. I start by sanding and on some on the corners and trim I go all the way to the wood so it takes the stain darker. Feeling alittle anger lately lol I grabbed the meat clever and took a few swings to make the wood look older. I then take a sponge brush and brush on the stain. As soon as the stain is applied I have my rag ready to wipe it off. Go in the same direction. If I want a few lines I swipe back with the stain and then just press the cloth lightly. It is going to take awhile the next day my Fibro was hurting so I know I can't over do it,but atleast I am making change. If you are interested and have questions just let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_gCeMcxElI/AAAAAAAADL4/8D-VlJ8YCxc/s1600/DSCN4255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474128064830050898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_gCeMcxElI/AAAAAAAADL4/8D-VlJ8YCxc/s400/DSCN4255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_gCUXjSXlI/AAAAAAAADLw/K9Qemv2S2_k/s1600/DSCN4251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474127896011497042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_gCUXjSXlI/AAAAAAAADLw/K9Qemv2S2_k/s400/DSCN4251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2348898852998006264-3508093965868816719?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3508093965868816719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/trying-to-stay-busyworking-on-my.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3508093965868816719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3508093965868816719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/trying-to-stay-busyworking-on-my.html' title='Trying to stay busy..working on my kitchen cabinets'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_gC6-6K1NI/AAAAAAAADMY/jh-1vzxVXVA/s72-c/DSCN4253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-4385325649966961471</id><published>2010-05-18T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T06:07:47.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My "Abba Father" My "Daddy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_KPG2W4iMI/AAAAAAAADLo/OdYuWQRIqCM/s1600/gentle-jesus-meek-mild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472593845042055362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_KPG2W4iMI/AAAAAAAADLo/OdYuWQRIqCM/s400/gentle-jesus-meek-mild.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today I wonder just how many of us know Jesus in this way? "Abba Father" is one of the names for Christ. Do you know the meaning? Very simple,but yet so strong DADDY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;For many years I didn't know this. I thought Jesus was someone I had to tip toe to and be sure all was confessed and that he probably didn't have alot of time for me. One night in a meeting someone spoke on the names of Jesus and there meanings. Oh they are all great,but when I learned he is not just a beautiful picture painted by someone,but DADDY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This awakened me to a whole new life because I know as my DADDY he is there with his lap ready for me to crawl up in and just talk.A DADDY loves when after a hard day his child comes running to him and he holds up his arms and says come here baby what has gone on today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You can talk to me and tell me anything and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A real DADDY knows his child's pains and scrapes and falls.He is there to see if you got any bruises any boo boos today? Her caresses your sweet cheeks and tells you it will all be okay and I'm here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I know many of us need to open our hearts and minds to this name." Abba Father" When you feel alone and have no answers crawl up in the lap of Jesus.He has been waiting for you.&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/2348898852998006264-4385325649966961471?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4385325649966961471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-abba-father-my-daddy.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4385325649966961471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4385325649966961471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-abba-father-my-daddy.html' title='My &quot;Abba Father&quot; My &quot;Daddy&quot;'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S_KPG2W4iMI/AAAAAAAADLo/OdYuWQRIqCM/s72-c/gentle-jesus-meek-mild.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-3314928630454610162</id><published>2010-05-15T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T09:30:12.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Love letters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-7MBzEueyI/AAAAAAAADLg/un7GzozAbOA/s1600/FoamLoveLetters(lg).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471534928563698466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-7MBzEueyI/AAAAAAAADLg/un7GzozAbOA/s400/FoamLoveLetters(lg).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today is starting out to be a VERY hard day...I have been digging for my old cell phone for my son and found such sweet cards of LOVE from my husband.There where even exclamation marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I just don't understand..How can someone go Love someone so much one month and leave the next? I ask God so much WHY? It breaks my heart so bad and I have no idea how to go on sometimes.Is it a sign from God to hold on or a trick of the Devil to torment me more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The family I was raised in love isn't something you just play with.Love is through the good and bad.Sickness and health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;God said Love is the greatest gift of all and I never take it lightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Please continue to pray for me as I try to walk day by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you all, Brenda&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/2348898852998006264-3314928630454610162?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3314928630454610162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/old-love-letters.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3314928630454610162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3314928630454610162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/old-love-letters.html' title='Old Love letters'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-7MBzEueyI/AAAAAAAADLg/un7GzozAbOA/s72-c/FoamLoveLetters(lg).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-4738635151898237629</id><published>2010-05-12T07:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T08:17:55.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing around with my tables</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rC2MrmovI/AAAAAAAADLQ/U_jOzVI0Bq0/s1600/DSCN4148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470398933767725810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rC2MrmovI/AAAAAAAADLQ/U_jOzVI0Bq0/s400/DSCN4148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Welcome and take your time to come look around. I'm just playing to stay busy. This is in the dining room on the buffet. I love America and the flag. This is a special piece from the Denim Days collection. I also love to read and when I found this book I bought it ti display in my room which honors my son Rian. I brought it down to add and think it speaks wonders with the old roses and Betsy Ross sewing the flag. Hope you enjoy your time with me as we play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rCtRAvznI/AAAAAAAADLI/1VhmjRC3j8Y/s1600/DSCN4149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470398780311326322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rCtRAvznI/AAAAAAAADLI/1VhmjRC3j8Y/s400/DSCN4149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Nothing better on a warm summer day here in the South than a fresh Tomato Sandwich&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rCnJSqJvI/AAAAAAAADLA/LX2itJ4H4to/s1600/DSCN4150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470398675159754482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rCnJSqJvI/AAAAAAAADLA/LX2itJ4H4to/s400/DSCN4150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Working on the dining area. I just wanted the old welcome feel of the South. I have used my plates with the stars,hearts and added a shell plate. My little angel girls were picked up at the Dollar store.In the center is simple candle light with a collection of old rag balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rCeqPd0II/AAAAAAAADK4/US9VLfPFXKQ/s1600/DSCN4146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470398529385910402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rCeqPd0II/AAAAAAAADK4/US9VLfPFXKQ/s400/DSCN4146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rCXgjb8SI/AAAAAAAADKw/o7Bc_qnOFgo/s1600/DSCN4147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470398406526234914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rCXgjb8SI/AAAAAAAADKw/o7Bc_qnOFgo/s400/DSCN4147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rCFvjZweI/AAAAAAAADKo/9n26zUI3el8/s1600/DSCN4145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470398101314978274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rCFvjZweI/AAAAAAAADKo/9n26zUI3el8/s400/DSCN4145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is just a small desk area in my breakfast room. I have added some of the blue and white and displayed some of my white creamer collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rASJrUkDI/AAAAAAAADKg/PdNxn1oYVIs/s1600/DSCN4141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470396115462688818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rASJrUkDI/AAAAAAAADKg/PdNxn1oYVIs/s400/DSCN4141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rAMEESEyI/AAAAAAAADKY/Dz2VvXIUNP8/s1600/DSCN4140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470396010877555490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rAMEESEyI/AAAAAAAADKY/Dz2VvXIUNP8/s400/DSCN4140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rAF6DduGI/AAAAAAAADKQ/uAl4TalE-Uo/s1600/DSCN4139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470395905110554722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rAF6DduGI/AAAAAAAADKQ/uAl4TalE-Uo/s400/DSCN4139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just love my blue and white in the summer time. The yellow adds such a happy feeling and the lemons just speak of fresh to me. Most of this is things I have around all the time and store in the fall season.My plates are "Charles Wysockis" Americana. I really need to add to this collection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This collection is Dedicated to all Americans who feel the greatness and Beauty of this country. Still mindful of the simple pleasures in life.Past and Present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You all know my heart and this is me! I love the old wagon and ladies in their aprons.The old store with the sign Homade Apple Butter...yum..yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rABeGCnxI/AAAAAAAADKI/dUkSjFOGZQc/s1600/DSCN4138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470395828885692178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rABeGCnxI/AAAAAAAADKI/dUkSjFOGZQc/s400/DSCN4138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_8ho51zI/AAAAAAAADKA/TJfFVJdzzbM/s1600/DSCN4137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470395743937877810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_8ho51zI/AAAAAAAADKA/TJfFVJdzzbM/s400/DSCN4137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_3J3s-LI/AAAAAAAADJ4/btLZpJj59ew/s1600/DSCN4136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470395651658152114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_3J3s-LI/AAAAAAAADJ4/btLZpJj59ew/s400/DSCN4136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_xg5BKLI/AAAAAAAADJw/CQFaGalM2IA/s1600/DSCN4135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470395554758469810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_xg5BKLI/AAAAAAAADJw/CQFaGalM2IA/s400/DSCN4135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_qRJHAbI/AAAAAAAADJo/Gpe_Fo1cHYQ/s1600/DSCN4134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470395430271910322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_qRJHAbI/AAAAAAAADJo/Gpe_Fo1cHYQ/s400/DSCN4134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_l72bfjI/AAAAAAAADJg/jY1DX_YxuJk/s1600/DSCN4133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470395355836939826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_l72bfjI/AAAAAAAADJg/jY1DX_YxuJk/s400/DSCN4133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_fAKoGvI/AAAAAAAADJY/_oMj1vXPTBE/s1600/DSCN4132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470395236736310002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_fAKoGvI/AAAAAAAADJY/_oMj1vXPTBE/s400/DSCN4132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_ZCNXIBI/AAAAAAAADJQ/CunfmUlYu7k/s1600/DSCN4131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470395134205435922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_ZCNXIBI/AAAAAAAADJQ/CunfmUlYu7k/s400/DSCN4131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_TxQFxeI/AAAAAAAADJI/OHYbAUWeDrc/s1600/DSCN4130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470395043754132962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_TxQFxeI/AAAAAAAADJI/OHYbAUWeDrc/s400/DSCN4130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_N9iENXI/AAAAAAAADJA/379xiraLe7s/s1600/DSCN4129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470394943971538290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-q_N9iENXI/AAAAAAAADJA/379xiraLe7s/s400/DSCN4129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-4738635151898237629?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4738635151898237629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/playing-around-with-my-tables.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4738635151898237629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4738635151898237629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/playing-around-with-my-tables.html' title='Playing around with my tables'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-rC2MrmovI/AAAAAAAADLQ/U_jOzVI0Bq0/s72-c/DSCN4148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-3817378856846203802</id><published>2010-05-10T19:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:43:55.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers Day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-jCSS9jq1I/AAAAAAAADI4/wpux__3AEhg/s1600/DSCN4182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469835367024929618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-jCSS9jq1I/AAAAAAAADI4/wpux__3AEhg/s400/DSCN4182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I have to say mothers Day 2010 was a very different time then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; used to,but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things are still very hard around my house and yes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still alone. My first year with out my husband,but I can say &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; very proud that God picked me to be the mother of three beautiful babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went out Saturday night and stayed with April and her family. April had been put in the hospital having labor and they gave her a shot to stop it. Little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kolter&lt;/span&gt; still has six weeks,but he is ready now. April has been put on rest,but still in pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday morning we just took it easy since she isn't supposed to be up,but then decided to get dressed and go eat lunch.With April in bed she called her husband to get something for Mothers Day. He bought me a candle. I loved it,but April had to laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rian&lt;/span&gt; is still in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Afghanistan&lt;/span&gt;,but surprised me with a Spa day which I needed very much.I still haven't got to go up and see our little Elli and guess that will have to wait on my second court date. I ask you all to still be in prayer for me and thank you for being there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope you all had a great Mothers Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-jCOYo6WKI/AAAAAAAADIw/MkKhWbNYbtU/s1600/DSCN4183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469835299829471394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-jCOYo6WKI/AAAAAAAADIw/MkKhWbNYbtU/s400/DSCN4183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-jB5mpLmpI/AAAAAAAADIo/lccDr4dFzG4/s1600/DSCN4185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469834942811445906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-jB5mpLmpI/AAAAAAAADIo/lccDr4dFzG4/s400/DSCN4185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I went out to eat lunch with my daughter April and her family&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-jBY6wZHNI/AAAAAAAADIg/Zd89m1cqwMk/s1600/DSCN4188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469834381274717394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-jBY6wZHNI/AAAAAAAADIg/Zd89m1cqwMk/s400/DSCN4188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I really racked up the evening of Mother Day when my son came with his family. The baby brought Nana &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;balloons&lt;/span&gt; and roses. Chancey and Mayra brought me roses and a beautiful necklace&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-jBT28m2SI/AAAAAAAADIY/LIEpiGVOS7U/s1600/DSCN4198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469834294352861474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-jBT28m2SI/AAAAAAAADIY/LIEpiGVOS7U/s400/DSCN4198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-jBPcmlEdI/AAAAAAAADIQ/U8Yh7ACM9hc/s1600/DSCN4199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469834218561671634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-jBPcmlEdI/AAAAAAAADIQ/U8Yh7ACM9hc/s400/DSCN4199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-3817378856846203802?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3817378856846203802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-2010.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3817378856846203802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3817378856846203802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-2010.html' title='Mothers Day 2010'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S-jCSS9jq1I/AAAAAAAADI4/wpux__3AEhg/s72-c/DSCN4182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-7142897367358062437</id><published>2010-04-22T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T19:30:57.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spending time with my baby girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S9EE3KIZAcI/AAAAAAAADII/1yYEYKXmh8c/s1600/13302_395488264032_508004032_3987774_2336214_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463153168635986370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S9EE3KIZAcI/AAAAAAAADII/1yYEYKXmh8c/s400/13302_395488264032_508004032_3987774_2336214_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Today I decided it was time to get out of the house.April called so I packed a bag and Bella and we took off. April is due in June and getting really uncomfortable.I wish you could see her belly that baby is big and he still has no name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We rode out to a junk store,but I couldn't find a thing.I guess that means I need nothing. After a hour of junking we came home and April made us a great salad and I helped &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kaytlynn&lt;/span&gt; work on getting her first top tooth out. A big red apple did the job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My sister will be here &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; and we meet with the lawyer the last time before court.I ask you to pray for her a safe drive. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so happy she will be by my side.Court is Tuesday so be sure and put that on your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;calender&lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S9EEwp5cv6I/AAAAAAAADIA/T9biDWkpoEo/s1600/13302_396401409032_508004032_4008670_2690123_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463153056904167330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S9EEwp5cv6I/AAAAAAAADIA/T9biDWkpoEo/s400/13302_396401409032_508004032_4008670_2690123_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-7142897367358062437?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7142897367358062437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/spending-time-with-my-baby-girl.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/7142897367358062437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/7142897367358062437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/spending-time-with-my-baby-girl.html' title='Spending time with my baby girl'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S9EE3KIZAcI/AAAAAAAADII/1yYEYKXmh8c/s72-c/13302_395488264032_508004032_3987774_2336214_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-4448636806383399633</id><published>2010-04-20T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T18:50:24.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday and missing in action.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85W0SGjwFI/AAAAAAAADHQ/xFBgF56Kxo8/s1600/25557_393988109032_508004032_3957105_1245717_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462398854259523666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85W0SGjwFI/AAAAAAAADHQ/xFBgF56Kxo8/s400/25557_393988109032_508004032_3957105_1245717_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;While I was missing in action I turned a year older! I thought I would share my birthday with you. These photos are a few April did before my party. They surprised me with a wonderful party at her home. It has been hard and I'm still really in need of prayer. I go to court next week.I am going for Spousal support and not divorce. At this time in my life I just feel I am doing what God would have me do. I haven't blogged because I know so many hate reading to sad parts of my life and I think this has been the hardest thing I have ever done in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I will post from time to time and miss all of you my wonderful friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85WvR3YomI/AAAAAAAADHI/cjXz7272nRQ/s1600/25557_393988104032_508004032_3957104_8379211_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462398768296534626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85WvR3YomI/AAAAAAAADHI/cjXz7272nRQ/s400/25557_393988104032_508004032_3957104_8379211_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85Wp0xoDVI/AAAAAAAADHA/afSVt_r8uys/s1600/25557_393988114032_508004032_3957106_5114345_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462398674588405074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85Wp0xoDVI/AAAAAAAADHA/afSVt_r8uys/s400/25557_393988114032_508004032_3957106_5114345_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85WfpiQ2MI/AAAAAAAADG4/K9jHcHmSCrY/s1600/25557_393988134032_508004032_3957108_5218858_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 369px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462398499772487874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85WfpiQ2MI/AAAAAAAADG4/K9jHcHmSCrY/s400/25557_393988134032_508004032_3957108_5218858_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85WaC4jluI/AAAAAAAADGw/0xqgi5WAhHs/s1600/25557_393988139032_508004032_3957109_5103011_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462398403497662178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85WaC4jluI/AAAAAAAADGw/0xqgi5WAhHs/s400/25557_393988139032_508004032_3957109_5103011_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85WAz_rW5I/AAAAAAAADGo/ZXCYZSFkifM/s1600/25557_393985719032_508004032_3956995_8303000_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462397970004269970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85WAz_rW5I/AAAAAAAADGo/ZXCYZSFkifM/s400/25557_393985719032_508004032_3956995_8303000_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; What a great meal and party I had. My daughter made the most wonderful seafood pasta and a salad to die for. There were many great presents and yummy cake to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85V6ikfJUI/AAAAAAAADGg/3LgtyMpzMZM/s1600/25557_393985729032_508004032_3956997_5465091_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462397862247605570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85V6ikfJUI/AAAAAAAADGg/3LgtyMpzMZM/s400/25557_393985729032_508004032_3956997_5465091_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85V02OMoUI/AAAAAAAADGY/2Rjr2k1SL98/s1600/25557_393985754032_508004032_3956999_2347483_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462397764443611458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85V02OMoUI/AAAAAAAADGY/2Rjr2k1SL98/s400/25557_393985754032_508004032_3956999_2347483_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85Vu7dDDyI/AAAAAAAADGQ/F-NpfQTK_Ws/s1600/25557_393985759032_508004032_3957000_1006865_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462397662768860962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85Vu7dDDyI/AAAAAAAADGQ/F-NpfQTK_Ws/s400/25557_393985759032_508004032_3957000_1006865_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85VnTjHiNI/AAAAAAAADGI/lWqOthxoGpM/s1600/25557_393985784032_508004032_3957004_4641865_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462397531797817554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85VnTjHiNI/AAAAAAAADGI/lWqOthxoGpM/s400/25557_393985784032_508004032_3957004_4641865_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85VfhCl14I/AAAAAAAADGA/zgBtJxXEtqA/s1600/25557_393985789032_508004032_3957005_4665241_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462397397980534658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85VfhCl14I/AAAAAAAADGA/zgBtJxXEtqA/s400/25557_393985789032_508004032_3957005_4665241_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85VZ5hX53I/AAAAAAAADF4/MvpXgFFKm7I/s1600/25557_393985799032_508004032_3957007_5587910_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462397301472880498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85VZ5hX53I/AAAAAAAADF4/MvpXgFFKm7I/s400/25557_393985799032_508004032_3957007_5587910_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85VTWvQlxI/AAAAAAAADFw/gSVU_1o5aws/s1600/25557_393985794032_508004032_3957006_7419611_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462397189056665362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85VTWvQlxI/AAAAAAAADFw/gSVU_1o5aws/s400/25557_393985794032_508004032_3957006_7419611_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85VMQCg2gI/AAAAAAAADFo/SvMl2WBmh2M/s1600/25557_393985819032_508004032_3957010_776297_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462397066999290370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85VMQCg2gI/AAAAAAAADFo/SvMl2WBmh2M/s400/25557_393985819032_508004032_3957010_776297_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85VGBe6bWI/AAAAAAAADFg/GnmikTysyrc/s1600/25557_393985824032_508004032_3957011_6295213_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462396960012660066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85VGBe6bWI/AAAAAAAADFg/GnmikTysyrc/s400/25557_393985824032_508004032_3957011_6295213_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85U1uTOd4I/AAAAAAAADFY/XnF1prUiw60/s1600/25557_393985829032_508004032_3957012_3874652_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462396679985461122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85U1uTOd4I/AAAAAAAADFY/XnF1prUiw60/s400/25557_393985829032_508004032_3957012_3874652_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Cute Cute shirt from my daughter and her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85TRT37NTI/AAAAAAAADFQ/q3xuEUziBdk/s1600/25557_393985874032_508004032_3957018_1566098_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462394954904712498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85TRT37NTI/AAAAAAAADFQ/q3xuEUziBdk/s400/25557_393985874032_508004032_3957018_1566098_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Do I look like a cry baby? I sure was,but you have to know the story. This present is a Bible by Joyce Meyer and I just love her. April and I had been to town this week and with what I've been going through I wanted a new bible. A fresh start I should say.I looked at many,but this was it. After I looked at the price I knew there was no way. I woke up on my birthday feeling bad(27 years with my husband and now this) I told God that morning that I may get nothing for my birthday,but all I wanted was my husband back and the bible by Joyce Meyer.So when my daughter and Sara surprised me with this wonderful party I felt blessed. Sara surprised me with the bible I had ask God for! I knew he loved me to use her to give it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85TLH3ZBgI/AAAAAAAADFI/u767L9zVWO8/s1600/25557_393985879032_508004032_3957019_6485835_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462394848602031618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85TLH3ZBgI/AAAAAAAADFI/u767L9zVWO8/s400/25557_393985879032_508004032_3957019_6485835_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85TE2rxiTI/AAAAAAAADFA/780fbKF8c60/s1600/25557_393985884032_508004032_3957020_8056837_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462394740910688562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85TE2rxiTI/AAAAAAAADFA/780fbKF8c60/s400/25557_393985884032_508004032_3957020_8056837_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85SiZiSMdI/AAAAAAAADE4/MGeSG44Iwn8/s1600/25557_393985894032_508004032_3957021_5194666_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462394148970705362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85SiZiSMdI/AAAAAAAADE4/MGeSG44Iwn8/s400/25557_393985894032_508004032_3957021_5194666_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I wish I could put into words how great my cake was. It was from an Italian bakery and they best thing I ever had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85SceUI_hI/AAAAAAAADEw/7I2uEhafCYk/s1600/25557_393985904032_508004032_3957023_2132088_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462394047174344210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85SceUI_hI/AAAAAAAADEw/7I2uEhafCYk/s400/25557_393985904032_508004032_3957023_2132088_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85SRxc5g_I/AAAAAAAADEo/H3-Bbk7xNm8/s1600/25557_393985899032_508004032_3957022_3466851_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462393863332791282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85SRxc5g_I/AAAAAAAADEo/H3-Bbk7xNm8/s400/25557_393985899032_508004032_3957022_3466851_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85SEHogXXI/AAAAAAAADEg/jWklQFKnKXw/s1600/25557_393985919032_508004032_3957025_2480734_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462393628768886130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85SEHogXXI/AAAAAAAADEg/jWklQFKnKXw/s400/25557_393985919032_508004032_3957025_2480734_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85R-zRR7SI/AAAAAAAADEY/zJ-4s7UxL5k/s1600/25557_393985929032_508004032_3957027_6810493_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462393537403415842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85R-zRR7SI/AAAAAAAADEY/zJ-4s7UxL5k/s400/25557_393985929032_508004032_3957027_6810493_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-4448636806383399633?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4448636806383399633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-birthday-and-missing-in-action.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4448636806383399633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4448636806383399633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-birthday-and-missing-in-action.html' title='My Birthday and missing in action.'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S85W0SGjwFI/AAAAAAAADHQ/xFBgF56Kxo8/s72-c/25557_393988109032_508004032_3957105_1245717_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-7282107521352655838</id><published>2010-04-11T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T13:42:54.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just wanna be me again</title><content type='html'>I sit here wondering who in the world I am? All alone and feeling I have no place.This big old house means nothing without the ones I love in it. I know the things I love,but just can't bring myself to do them for myself.&lt;br /&gt;I dread each day and never knew I could feel so empty. We have a court date,but I just want my husband and family back.Something has to give here this sickness I feel inside is killing me.I wonder how onw person can change me so much.I think it is because what I loved to do I loved to do for him.Please continue to pray for me..I know im down in there some where.&lt;br /&gt;Brenda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-7282107521352655838?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7282107521352655838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-just-wanna-be-me-again.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/7282107521352655838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/7282107521352655838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-just-wanna-be-me-again.html' title='I just wanna be me again'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-145710584162744213</id><published>2010-04-04T05:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T06:00:41.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cross Walk for Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iFP8su4sI/AAAAAAAADD0/4hfRIEzGnIw/s1600/DSCN3958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456257457597637314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iFP8su4sI/AAAAAAAADD0/4hfRIEzGnIw/s400/DSCN3958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Come on and lets take a walk. This is not your normal walk it is a walk for Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Each year the men at Cross Point gather up town and take the cross about seven miles and end up at the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is not a parade in any way,but a walk to honor the one who carried the Cross so that you and I can have life.So that you and I can be forgiven for ours sins and be with him in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iFLQKjqNI/AAAAAAAADDs/zeY3q-L7N6s/s1600/DSCN3960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456257376923658450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iFLQKjqNI/AAAAAAAADDs/zeY3q-L7N6s/s400/DSCN3960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iFFNYfhFI/AAAAAAAADDk/Zthaeji3ctA/s1600/DSCN3961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456257273097585746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iFFNYfhFI/AAAAAAAADDk/Zthaeji3ctA/s400/DSCN3961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Each man marches with honor for our Lord and change out each with a chance to carry the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iE_jHFrSI/AAAAAAAADDc/omtRSO4zNZs/s1600/DSCN3962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456257175850954018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iE_jHFrSI/AAAAAAAADDc/omtRSO4zNZs/s400/DSCN3962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iE6r5n9nI/AAAAAAAADDU/klI5f9OnxH4/s1600/DSCN3963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456257092311053938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iE6r5n9nI/AAAAAAAADDU/klI5f9OnxH4/s400/DSCN3963.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love the way our policemen take honor in being able to protect our men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iEz0dRvAI/AAAAAAAADDM/EZN1NDOmfoE/s1600/DSCN3965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456256974348991490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iEz0dRvAI/AAAAAAAADDM/EZN1NDOmfoE/s400/DSCN3965.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iEqhHeu5I/AAAAAAAADDE/ntTBBwbROyc/s1600/DSCN3989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456256814538472338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iEqhHeu5I/AAAAAAAADDE/ntTBBwbROyc/s400/DSCN3989.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; What a glorious site as the traffic views this walk. If just one person is saved they have done their job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iEX2lRQtI/AAAAAAAADC8/lK5GI4XGhn4/s1600/DSCN3990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456256493883048658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iEX2lRQtI/AAAAAAAADC8/lK5GI4XGhn4/s400/DSCN3990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the policemen stops to buy water for all the men.It brought tears to my eyes to see the store clerk bring out this buggy of water and help distribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iEQ1ctZSI/AAAAAAAADC0/KUceVdtRGGg/s1600/DSCN3991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 362px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456256373319623970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iEQ1ctZSI/AAAAAAAADC0/KUceVdtRGGg/s400/DSCN3991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iEKp4dasI/AAAAAAAADCs/1iqWqNtSozI/s1600/DSCN3992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456256267135576770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iEKp4dasI/AAAAAAAADCs/1iqWqNtSozI/s400/DSCN3992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iEEQUYW5I/AAAAAAAADCk/0cPdwqa_Vms/s1600/DSCN3993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456256157194148754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iEEQUYW5I/AAAAAAAADCk/0cPdwqa_Vms/s400/DSCN3993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iD9Hs4RRI/AAAAAAAADCc/Oj0ezyOWsWo/s1600/DSCN3994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456256034621900050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iD9Hs4RRI/AAAAAAAADCc/Oj0ezyOWsWo/s400/DSCN3994.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; People from and the bank and other work locations come out to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iD0waCW5I/AAAAAAAADCU/MwzZzJ__JCk/s1600/DSCN3995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456255890929900434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iD0waCW5I/AAAAAAAADCU/MwzZzJ__JCk/s400/DSCN3995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The families waiting back at the church grounds to wait and watch for their loved ones and the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456255727897964594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iDrREMcDI/AAAAAAAADCM/dCXT2Arb9Dw/s400/DSCN3996.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iDih8yS8I/AAAAAAAADCE/4unQH0ctaJY/s1600/DSCN3997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456255577811471298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iDih8yS8I/AAAAAAAADCE/4unQH0ctaJY/s400/DSCN3997.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kaytlynn standing beside the road watching for the men and her daddy Paul to come with the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iDbLiKF_I/AAAAAAAADB8/USJWP3X32AQ/s1600/DSCN3999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456255451535120370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iDbLiKF_I/AAAAAAAADB8/USJWP3X32AQ/s400/DSCN3999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They are on the home stretch now.The men are tired and weary,but this isn't even a smidgen of what Jesus must have felt.These men had families waiting in love and honor.Jesus had crowds that spit and yelled &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iDUSjc8tI/AAAAAAAADB0/MMN7jDh6V6Y/s1600/DSCN4000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456255333160514258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iDUSjc8tI/AAAAAAAADB0/MMN7jDh6V6Y/s400/DSCN4000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our leader and Pastor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iDOdQLucI/AAAAAAAADBs/7OC5-Fveo04/s1600/DSCN4001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456255232953268674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iDOdQLucI/AAAAAAAADBs/7OC5-Fveo04/s400/DSCN4001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iDG6f_s4I/AAAAAAAADBk/0zkcILuHtuw/s1600/DSCN4002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456255103365264258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iDG6f_s4I/AAAAAAAADBk/0zkcILuHtuw/s400/DSCN4002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The families and loved ones follow the men up to the church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iC_Vtqe1I/AAAAAAAADBc/w8ILKm1rKuo/s1600/DSCN4003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456254973231397714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iC_Vtqe1I/AAAAAAAADBc/w8ILKm1rKuo/s400/DSCN4003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The men arriving at the church after a seven mile march.We gather round and the Pastor ask the men what they felt as they did this and dismisses us in prayer for a great celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though Jesus carried the cross and died for us the great news is death could not hold him down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HE IS RISIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iC4omh6nI/AAAAAAAADBU/0F1iQ3o4WYc/s1600/DSCN4004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456254858042665586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iC4omh6nI/AAAAAAAADBU/0F1iQ3o4WYc/s400/DSCN4004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2348898852998006264-145710584162744213?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/145710584162744213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/cross-walk-for-jesus.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/145710584162744213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/145710584162744213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/cross-walk-for-jesus.html' title='A Cross Walk for Jesus'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7iFP8su4sI/AAAAAAAADD0/4hfRIEzGnIw/s72-c/DSCN3958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-7443960590505272350</id><published>2010-03-31T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T15:11:26.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus carried our sins,Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7PIHsDJkfI/AAAAAAAADBM/C7hKioRk-ro/s1600/Passion_of_the_Christ_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454923608084812274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7PIHsDJkfI/AAAAAAAADBM/C7hKioRk-ro/s400/Passion_of_the_Christ_8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I want to go a head and say Happy Easter...Jesus has risen for you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Things are really hard at my house the last few days. Sometimes I think it is more than I can take,but I have to remember Jesus loves me even when I don't feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This Holiday will be very different for me,but I am going to try and be strong for my babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I hope you and your families have blessing to big to carry.&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/2348898852998006264-7443960590505272350?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7443960590505272350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/jesus-carried-our-sinshappy-easter.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/7443960590505272350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/7443960590505272350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/jesus-carried-our-sinshappy-easter.html' title='Jesus carried our sins,Happy Easter'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S7PIHsDJkfI/AAAAAAAADBM/C7hKioRk-ro/s72-c/Passion_of_the_Christ_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-1202825340504870102</id><published>2010-03-28T13:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T18:23:19.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hub Fest and the Bellamy Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_9wxL6joI/AAAAAAAADA0/aQZzTjvV7lc/s1600/26848_389371169032_508004032_3833789_1276840_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453856688047820418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_9wxL6joI/AAAAAAAADA0/aQZzTjvV7lc/s400/26848_389371169032_508004032_3833789_1276840_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Saturday the family headed out to Hub Fest. hub Fest is something held every year down town Hattiesburg. It is filled with vendors,food and music. Here I am standing by a motorcyle...I wished I could have rode off into the sunset and forgot the pains of live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know being with my babies should be what mattered,but no matter how hard I try there is still something missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_9ookJxZI/AAAAAAAADAs/sP8tCwC0lf8/s1600/26848_389371079032_508004032_3833772_840272_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453856548294608274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_9ookJxZI/AAAAAAAADAs/sP8tCwC0lf8/s400/26848_389371079032_508004032_3833772_840272_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_9iBYlRlI/AAAAAAAADAk/Vf3IjR7Zppo/s1600/26848_389371094032_508004032_3833775_2118652_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453856434697881170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_9iBYlRlI/AAAAAAAADAk/Vf3IjR7Zppo/s400/26848_389371094032_508004032_3833775_2118652_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_9ZxJpTZI/AAAAAAAADAc/pFtZul2CIP8/s1600/26848_389371124032_508004032_3833781_2843900_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453856292901309842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_9ZxJpTZI/AAAAAAAADAc/pFtZul2CIP8/s400/26848_389371124032_508004032_3833781_2843900_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_9IR45-tI/AAAAAAAADAU/bU53IMGgyZk/s1600/26848_389371109032_508004032_3833778_7061223_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453855992451824338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_9IR45-tI/AAAAAAAADAU/bU53IMGgyZk/s400/26848_389371109032_508004032_3833778_7061223_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Angel had fun dancing with Nana to the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_9B9uX81I/AAAAAAAADAM/yhqMgN5rCmw/s1600/26848_389371154032_508004032_3833786_3735140_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453855883959726930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_9B9uX81I/AAAAAAAADAM/yhqMgN5rCmw/s400/26848_389371154032_508004032_3833786_3735140_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_87w-8N1I/AAAAAAAADAE/I0X532pF2GY/s1600/26848_389371119032_508004032_3833780_1861095_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453855777460336466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_87w-8N1I/AAAAAAAADAE/I0X532pF2GY/s400/26848_389371119032_508004032_3833780_1861095_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_8zcMI-xI/AAAAAAAAC_8/QeGjsF0xqeU/s1600/26848_389371159032_508004032_3833787_2912060_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453855634439600914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_8zcMI-xI/AAAAAAAAC_8/QeGjsF0xqeU/s400/26848_389371159032_508004032_3833787_2912060_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_8syqd5lI/AAAAAAAAC_0/IJxQEJ3wtfg/s1600/26848_389371184032_508004032_3833791_4782466_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453855520213296722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_8syqd5lI/AAAAAAAAC_0/IJxQEJ3wtfg/s400/26848_389371184032_508004032_3833791_4782466_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_8luulWTI/AAAAAAAAC_s/tTX21p73VzE/s1600/26848_389381264032_508004032_3834479_5077481_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453855398897735986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_8luulWTI/AAAAAAAAC_s/tTX21p73VzE/s400/26848_389381264032_508004032_3834479_5077481_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_8fhf7AlI/AAAAAAAAC_k/AxrTpFmtO6A/s1600/26848_389381269032_508004032_3834480_3080878_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453855292267364946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_8fhf7AlI/AAAAAAAAC_k/AxrTpFmtO6A/s400/26848_389381269032_508004032_3834480_3080878_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_8JUtebkI/AAAAAAAAC_c/EheUXPUMvL0/s1600/26848_389381284032_508004032_3834483_5143147_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453854910877429314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_8JUtebkI/AAAAAAAAC_c/EheUXPUMvL0/s400/26848_389381284032_508004032_3834483_5143147_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The tired crew after doing lots of walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_8BOPo0YI/AAAAAAAAC_U/YC6pKApdpbw/s1600/26848_389381289032_508004032_3834484_1366708_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453854771702714754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_8BOPo0YI/AAAAAAAAC_U/YC6pKApdpbw/s400/26848_389381289032_508004032_3834484_1366708_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_7Z5QN0tI/AAAAAAAAC_M/AySuxWfKlg0/s1600/26848_389385424032_508004032_3834533_1616734_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453854096053097170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_7Z5QN0tI/AAAAAAAAC_M/AySuxWfKlg0/s400/26848_389385424032_508004032_3834533_1616734_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_7UGZrbMI/AAAAAAAAC_E/YGm9wKRdGsE/s1600/26848_389385429032_508004032_3834534_1017915_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453853996503231682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_7UGZrbMI/AAAAAAAAC_E/YGm9wKRdGsE/s400/26848_389385429032_508004032_3834534_1017915_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seeing the Bellamy brothers was a great time. You may remember them from their hits during the 70s and 80s. For awhile I felt happy going back in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_7NqOcciI/AAAAAAAAC-8/OBvnLx9lJf4/s1600/26848_389385434032_508004032_3834535_3358461_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453853885860704802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_7NqOcciI/AAAAAAAAC-8/OBvnLx9lJf4/s400/26848_389385434032_508004032_3834535_3358461_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6-_7dJGlpI/AAAAAAAAC-s/erHRLepsN34/s1600/26848_389385439032_508004032_3834536_4931647_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453788701924955794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6-_7dJGlpI/AAAAAAAAC-s/erHRLepsN34/s400/26848_389385439032_508004032_3834536_4931647_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6-_z1EnH0I/AAAAAAAAC-k/6WpCWMVYn4c/s1600/26848_389385444032_508004032_3834537_4176387_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453788570909613890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6-_z1EnH0I/AAAAAAAAC-k/6WpCWMVYn4c/s400/26848_389385444032_508004032_3834537_4176387_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6-_sjDjcqI/AAAAAAAAC-c/u-xcCMry1wQ/s1600/26848_389385449032_508004032_3834538_35589_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453788445814256290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6-_sjDjcqI/AAAAAAAAC-c/u-xcCMry1wQ/s400/26848_389385449032_508004032_3834538_35589_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6-_WIyUFSI/AAAAAAAAC-U/bAWoFDsbZSM/s1600/26848_389385459032_508004032_3834539_8296919_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453788060805502242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6-_WIyUFSI/AAAAAAAAC-U/bAWoFDsbZSM/s400/26848_389385459032_508004032_3834539_8296919_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I just loved when I got him to look down at me...I guess April's camera made me look professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6-_MPYVkyI/AAAAAAAAC-M/JKTPoIuS0S8/s1600/26848_389385464032_508004032_3834540_2963630_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453787890776904482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6-_MPYVkyI/AAAAAAAAC-M/JKTPoIuS0S8/s400/26848_389385464032_508004032_3834540_2963630_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6-9wn31byI/AAAAAAAAC-E/fczUswPoayI/s1600/26848_389385469032_508004032_3834541_827690_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453786316803501858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6-9wn31byI/AAAAAAAAC-E/fczUswPoayI/s400/26848_389385469032_508004032_3834541_827690_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6-9qdjLp8I/AAAAAAAAC98/BO_LLoOk2a0/s1600/26848_389385474032_508004032_3834542_1608981_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453786210953308098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6-9qdjLp8I/AAAAAAAAC98/BO_LLoOk2a0/s400/26848_389385474032_508004032_3834542_1608981_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-1202825340504870102?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1202825340504870102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/hub-fest-and-bellamy-brothers.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/1202825340504870102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/1202825340504870102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/hub-fest-and-bellamy-brothers.html' title='Hub Fest and the Bellamy Brothers'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6_9wxL6joI/AAAAAAAADA0/aQZzTjvV7lc/s72-c/26848_389371169032_508004032_3833789_1276840_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-6700354578369689513</id><published>2010-03-26T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T19:47:55.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elli Mae Comes Early</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61v_MeM6mI/AAAAAAAAC90/P56boz5EkG8/s1600/0326100734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453137855285881442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61v_MeM6mI/AAAAAAAAC90/P56boz5EkG8/s400/0326100734.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This morning I got a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wake&lt;/span&gt; up call...not the kind from a motel,but my daughter in law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She went into labor early and Elli Mae &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eason&lt;/span&gt; was born this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She weighed in at 8 pounds and 5 ounces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have tears of going for my son and his wife to be given such a blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to go up and hold her so bad. Please keep praying for me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure how much more pain I can &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;endure&lt;/span&gt;. Things here are not going good at all and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; waiting to hear from my lawyer before I can leave. I feel what is supposed to be a special time in my life has be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stolen&lt;/span&gt; from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Something I know I didn't deserve,but the great thing is I have a healthy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grandbaby&lt;/span&gt; that I will one day spend time with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61v5uTGviI/AAAAAAAAC9s/v_2pUN3XTYM/s1600/0326101109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453137761286929954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61v5uTGviI/AAAAAAAAC9s/v_2pUN3XTYM/s400/0326101109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61vs2c2YNI/AAAAAAAAC9k/3B1rN_Gnyyo/s1600/0326101110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453137540136984786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61vs2c2YNI/AAAAAAAAC9k/3B1rN_Gnyyo/s400/0326101110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61vmhFwf5I/AAAAAAAAC9c/Ddtp7uVexdk/s1600/0326101301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 384px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453137431323770770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61vmhFwf5I/AAAAAAAAC9c/Ddtp7uVexdk/s400/0326101301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61vgPsuftI/AAAAAAAAC9U/kJZ_SaZPMi4/s1600/0326101303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453137323576164050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61vgPsuftI/AAAAAAAAC9U/kJZ_SaZPMi4/s400/0326101303.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61vaIKTxvI/AAAAAAAAC9M/j-0mO7SfTSA/s1600/0326101304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453137218473543410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61vaIKTxvI/AAAAAAAAC9M/j-0mO7SfTSA/s400/0326101304.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61vTwntKAI/AAAAAAAAC9E/fvebzvqwq_E/s1600/0326101535a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453137109075175426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61vTwntKAI/AAAAAAAAC9E/fvebzvqwq_E/s400/0326101535a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61vHAsUsLI/AAAAAAAAC88/bSEUEEEQzFk/s1600/0326101546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453136890051211442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61vHAsUsLI/AAAAAAAAC88/bSEUEEEQzFk/s400/0326101546.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61vBxey2fI/AAAAAAAAC80/UvUdelENalc/s1600/0326101546a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453136800068590066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61vBxey2fI/AAAAAAAAC80/UvUdelENalc/s400/0326101546a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61u9jUPWsI/AAAAAAAAC8s/zVWEQUxQNOg/s1600/0326101723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 381px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453136727546747586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61u9jUPWsI/AAAAAAAAC8s/zVWEQUxQNOg/s400/0326101723.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2348898852998006264-6700354578369689513?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6700354578369689513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/elli-mae-comes-early.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6700354578369689513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6700354578369689513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/elli-mae-comes-early.html' title='Elli Mae Comes Early'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S61v_MeM6mI/AAAAAAAAC90/P56boz5EkG8/s72-c/0326100734.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-6188904617655126719</id><published>2010-03-21T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T21:07:56.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just checking in</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6btAiXJCuI/AAAAAAAAC7U/sWq4dtE8vxE/s1600-h/25217_387555114032_508004032_3793803_6008443_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451304992458214114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6btAiXJCuI/AAAAAAAAC7U/sWq4dtE8vxE/s400/25217_387555114032_508004032_3793803_6008443_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to thanks you all for the prayers. I need the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt;. Brian is not in contact and is moving out.I have no intention of giving him a divorce. I will go to a lawyer for spousal support on Monday. Keep me in your prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"What therefore God has joined together, let no one put asunder." Mark 10:9&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/2348898852998006264-6188904617655126719?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6188904617655126719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-checking-in.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6188904617655126719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6188904617655126719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-checking-in.html' title='Just checking in'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S6btAiXJCuI/AAAAAAAAC7U/sWq4dtE8vxE/s72-c/25217_387555114032_508004032_3793803_6008443_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-3015704225649511298</id><published>2010-03-18T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:36:22.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I go on without him?</title><content type='html'>Tonight I sit and write a post I never dreamed I would be writting.I have a beautiful family and a husband of 28 years that I thought would be my forever. I know God sent him and gave us something not many have. A few days ago he came in and told me it was over. I think im still in shock,but know he isn't here. My heart is broken beyond what I feel wil ever repair,but others asure me it will. He is all I have ever known in my life.&lt;br /&gt;At a small age my only dream was to be a wife and mommy. Nothing else mattered to me as long as I had them.I still pray God will bring him home and I can feel whole again.I think I had rather live with him not love me than not have him.Right now I don't know how to even take a step. My whole being has been in him and my kids.&lt;br /&gt;I need your prayers for Brian to be open to God as of right now he says it is final and will not even go to a preacher.&lt;br /&gt;I love you all and you have been the ones to stand beside me. I wish so bad I could gather you all in a room and let you love on me. I have never felt so alone. I feel like I am going through a death.&lt;br /&gt;Im sure I will be away for sometime ,but always remember I love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-3015704225649511298?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3015704225649511298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-do-i-go-on-without-him.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3015704225649511298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3015704225649511298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-do-i-go-on-without-him.html' title='How do I go on without him?'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-8134037839470846293</id><published>2010-03-15T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T06:32:55.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our trip to the New Orleans Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S540nSq6KyI/AAAAAAAAC7M/aptj9kSYxvg/s1600-h/DSCN3929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 344px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448850448796232482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S540nSq6KyI/AAAAAAAAC7M/aptj9kSYxvg/s400/DSCN3929.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Come on down to Louisiana and take a trip to the zoo with my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I promise not to bore you with so many animals,but they were beautiful. The sun was shining and it was a great day to get out. The wind was still cold,but loads of fun was had. My niece and her family were down for spring break so you will see a few extra kids. They are all wrapped up and ready to roll so come on lets go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S540jGd05OI/AAAAAAAAC7E/jE5UjmhuDeo/s1600-h/DSCN3930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448850376800658658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S540jGd05OI/AAAAAAAAC7E/jE5UjmhuDeo/s400/DSCN3930.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; No Jayden doesn't usually wear this animal print jacket,but it was Kaytlynns and all we had. The double stroller was great for him and Keller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Angels first Zoo trip and she is wide eyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S540dyTJW-I/AAAAAAAAC68/zjeZkiiefuA/s1600-h/DSCN3931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448850285487807458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S540dyTJW-I/AAAAAAAAC68/zjeZkiiefuA/s400/DSCN3931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S540ZitCt_I/AAAAAAAAC60/N2NvRW8G7gM/s1600-h/DSCN3932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448850212581980146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S540ZitCt_I/AAAAAAAAC60/N2NvRW8G7gM/s400/DSCN3932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S540TWg_B1I/AAAAAAAAC6s/-JOtnULPyc8/s1600-h/DSCN3933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448850106230966098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S540TWg_B1I/AAAAAAAAC6s/-JOtnULPyc8/s400/DSCN3933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54z5IbFf3I/AAAAAAAAC6k/Ryi5yyzVg2Y/s1600-h/DSCN3936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448849655771529074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54z5IbFf3I/AAAAAAAAC6k/Ryi5yyzVg2Y/s400/DSCN3936.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lunch break. Angel was so worn out and the kids had to cut loose and play.Looks like Kaytlynn is doing alittle dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54z0Akjh2I/AAAAAAAAC6c/unscQcU8NZA/s1600-h/DSCN3937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448849567764416354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54z0Akjh2I/AAAAAAAAC6c/unscQcU8NZA/s400/DSCN3937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54zj6H3lhI/AAAAAAAAC6U/MHrrhAFi-s4/s1600-h/DSCN3934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 329px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448849291155576338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54zj6H3lhI/AAAAAAAAC6U/MHrrhAFi-s4/s400/DSCN3934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My son Chancey with his son Jayden petting the goats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54ze89dwTI/AAAAAAAAC6M/j5OeKp6TW2k/s1600-h/DSCN3935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448849206017900850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54ze89dwTI/AAAAAAAAC6M/j5OeKp6TW2k/s400/DSCN3935.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54zIaH3TaI/AAAAAAAAC6E/yWVxoOWQxCA/s1600-h/DSCN3939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448848818709155234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54zIaH3TaI/AAAAAAAAC6E/yWVxoOWQxCA/s400/DSCN3939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gotta love the monkeys. They were being lazy today and not many out. I think they were happy for the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54zCUbGOqI/AAAAAAAAC58/XutohCsyTRM/s1600-h/DSCN3943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448848714099997346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54zCUbGOqI/AAAAAAAAC58/XutohCsyTRM/s400/DSCN3943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54yoCmA6zI/AAAAAAAAC50/m9E9n011pqA/s1600-h/DSCN3945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448848262637349682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54yoCmA6zI/AAAAAAAAC50/m9E9n011pqA/s400/DSCN3945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jayden LOVES animals. He was so amazed today to see the real thing. Here he is with Pepaw looking at the Giraffes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54yio_L-hI/AAAAAAAAC5s/DaHJAAFrCgI/s1600-h/DSCN3944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448848169864264210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54yio_L-hI/AAAAAAAAC5s/DaHJAAFrCgI/s400/DSCN3944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54yK_uIAMI/AAAAAAAAC5U/biVo6oXe-C8/s1600-h/DSCN3946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448847763649855682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54yK_uIAMI/AAAAAAAAC5U/biVo6oXe-C8/s400/DSCN3946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54xfrKEaAI/AAAAAAAAC5M/pIkGwZAGYXQ/s1600-h/DSCN3947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448847019395540994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54xfrKEaAI/AAAAAAAAC5M/pIkGwZAGYXQ/s400/DSCN3947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a home built on the Bayou.This is the life many in the South love. You have to be sure and watch for the Gators.I have to tell you fried Gator is so good,but no chance to eat any this trip so I had to settle for a Gator stick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54xYn0paWI/AAAAAAAAC5E/CHsiZXkl8ls/s1600-h/DSCN3948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448846898241300834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54xYn0paWI/AAAAAAAAC5E/CHsiZXkl8ls/s400/DSCN3948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54xTIS5kpI/AAAAAAAAC48/YHL97hiUJA4/s1600-h/DSCN3949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448846803878908562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54xTIS5kpI/AAAAAAAAC48/YHL97hiUJA4/s400/DSCN3949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54wk1G3erI/AAAAAAAAC40/Lhd2igPtMq8/s1600-h/DSCN3950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448846008454183602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54wk1G3erI/AAAAAAAAC40/Lhd2igPtMq8/s400/DSCN3950.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Heading home I wanted to take pictures of the beautiful homes,but due to traffic we had to keep moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lake Pontchartrain ..photo taking going down the road .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54we-zm1rI/AAAAAAAAC4s/kWd3ujC-VvI/s1600-h/DSCN3951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448845907978540722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S54we-zm1rI/AAAAAAAAC4s/kWd3ujC-VvI/s400/DSCN3951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-8134037839470846293?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8134037839470846293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-trip-to-new-orleans-zoo.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8134037839470846293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8134037839470846293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-trip-to-new-orleans-zoo.html' title='Our trip to the New Orleans Zoo'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S540nSq6KyI/AAAAAAAAC7M/aptj9kSYxvg/s72-c/DSCN3929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-5091809347966380173</id><published>2010-03-11T04:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T06:08:47.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I met my Biggest Loser Challange!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5j5Z6ZCSCI/AAAAAAAAC4k/i38BOVhxpKA/s1600-h/15715_368725659032_508004032_3742623_6959694_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447377972870924322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5j5Z6ZCSCI/AAAAAAAAC4k/i38BOVhxpKA/s400/15715_368725659032_508004032_3742623_6959694_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5jovvn-RCI/AAAAAAAAC4c/e5HSmKmJsfs/s1600-h/The_Biggest_Loser_Season_8_Episode_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447359656240235554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5jovvn-RCI/AAAAAAAAC4c/e5HSmKmJsfs/s400/The_Biggest_Loser_Season_8_Episode_7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is a happy day! If you remember awhile back I took the Pound for Pound &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;.This is a program where they help to feed the needy.&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so happy that my goal fed someone because I sure didn't need the extra pounds.My goal was 25 pounds and today when I weighed in I had lost 26 1/2 pounds. It all sounds wonderful and great and it is,but the road is not easy. People like you and your support are all that gets me through.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today I want to say thank you..also I feel there is someone out there that needs me.If you have been having a hard time and need someone to talk with PLEASE contact me.If I can do this anyone can.We all need friends and support and some of us don't have it at home...that is what friends are for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;For me it is all about health and feeling better.I told someone yesterday not everyone is made to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;skinny&lt;/span&gt; and I believe this. My moms family was Indian and every woman in her family were short and big boned.It is all about you being happy..healthy and comfortable in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just always remember be you and who God made you and not someone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5jolCuz_BI/AAAAAAAAC4U/stl1p3QUjgM/s1600-h/weight-watchers1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447359472390634514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5jolCuz_BI/AAAAAAAAC4U/stl1p3QUjgM/s400/weight-watchers1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-5091809347966380173?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5091809347966380173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-met-my-biggest-loser-challange.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/5091809347966380173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/5091809347966380173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-met-my-biggest-loser-challange.html' title='I met my Biggest Loser Challange!!!!'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5j5Z6ZCSCI/AAAAAAAAC4k/i38BOVhxpKA/s72-c/15715_368725659032_508004032_3742623_6959694_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-2843579836407771959</id><published>2010-03-10T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T06:33:23.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Bunny Loves Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5eqXobZ61I/AAAAAAAAC4M/qEtOZwKVK3w/s1600-h/DSCN3860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447009597293980498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5eqXobZ61I/AAAAAAAAC4M/qEtOZwKVK3w/s400/DSCN3860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Some Bunny Loves Me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I come here I feel many bunnies love me. I don't know what I did before I met all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can be in your own area and home and talk to others about problems and it is kinda like ohhh no.But I can come to my blog ask for prayer and people come out of the wood work! It is an amazing feeling to know that people you have never met LOVE you and care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just want to say thank you for being here and being my friend. One day I am going to meet you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have started pulling out a few Spring thing and thought I would share. They are not all in place and Im still fluffing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5eqQG84TSI/AAAAAAAAC4E/N1w654OGeDI/s1600-h/DSCN3908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447009468048493858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5eqQG84TSI/AAAAAAAAC4E/N1w654OGeDI/s400/DSCN3908.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; In this photo is a special card sent to me by a blog friend that I have gotten very close with.I met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tami years ago on her blog. I won a give away she had and she sent me this card also because she knew i love bunnies. I framed her and she sits in my living room.We have gotten close and today I call her my big sis.Go by and visit her and she does make special orders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://agirlsgottanest.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://agirlsgottanest.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5eqKduyg2I/AAAAAAAAC38/LzfyYmWaWMY/s1600-h/DSCN3912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447009371084194658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5eqKduyg2I/AAAAAAAAC38/LzfyYmWaWMY/s400/DSCN3912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5eqE8wApyI/AAAAAAAAC30/YYCoQwjPlBI/s1600-h/DSCN3913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447009276331599650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5eqE8wApyI/AAAAAAAAC30/YYCoQwjPlBI/s400/DSCN3913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5ep8zeyPPI/AAAAAAAAC3s/rVwQ9IcTNY8/s1600-h/DSCN3909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447009136404479218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5ep8zeyPPI/AAAAAAAAC3s/rVwQ9IcTNY8/s400/DSCN3909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5ep02sQWbI/AAAAAAAAC3k/zw9qucZOpaw/s1600-h/DSCN3910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447008999827331506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5ep02sQWbI/AAAAAAAAC3k/zw9qucZOpaw/s400/DSCN3910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5epwAenEaI/AAAAAAAAC3c/woTueyXKCJo/s1600-h/DSCN3911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447008916555108770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5epwAenEaI/AAAAAAAAC3c/woTueyXKCJo/s400/DSCN3911.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5eppia2yuI/AAAAAAAAC3U/Ev8RoqsP5w8/s1600-h/DSCN3914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447008805407083234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5eppia2yuI/AAAAAAAAC3U/Ev8RoqsP5w8/s400/DSCN3914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5epjsx0enI/AAAAAAAAC3M/_A4I6fm2u0c/s1600-h/DSCN3915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447008705108540018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5epjsx0enI/AAAAAAAAC3M/_A4I6fm2u0c/s400/DSCN3915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5epdlOXUgI/AAAAAAAAC3E/Hk8bhtkaYzU/s1600-h/DSCN3916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447008600001565186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5epdlOXUgI/AAAAAAAAC3E/Hk8bhtkaYzU/s400/DSCN3916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5epXeH-1xI/AAAAAAAAC28/bPzUQ1omLq4/s1600-h/DSCN3919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446626911397890210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5ZOUYX0SKI/AAAAAAAAC2c/-JTQh91a24c/s400/cat_and_dog18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Do you ever walk down the road of life and hit a bump and wonder what the heck?&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is a bump for me.When your walking with your head high sometimes you don't see it coming.I know life has many ups and downs,but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so tired of the downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; ready for the happy times.It seems when I start to feel better and return to ME &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; hit from the rear.This prayer request is unspoken,but God knows the answer.You my blog friends have always been there so today I turn to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-9027875006796068203?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9027875006796068203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-i-ask-for-your-prayers.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/9027875006796068203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/9027875006796068203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-i-ask-for-your-prayers.html' title='Today I ask for your prayers'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5ZOUYX0SKI/AAAAAAAAC2c/-JTQh91a24c/s72-c/cat_and_dog18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-6349440102505125328</id><published>2010-03-08T04:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T05:21:49.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Busy Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5T5KYueAVI/AAAAAAAAC2U/ScPazHpOGmQ/s1600-h/DSCN3868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446251806229135698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5T5KYueAVI/AAAAAAAAC2U/ScPazHpOGmQ/s400/DSCN3868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was a busy weekend around the Eason home. I woke up this morning and wondered where did my weekend go? Even though I had a good time I hate being so busy and fast paced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought I would share a few photos with you from the weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My weekend started Friday evening after work.I have really been missing my family and friends.Don't get me wrong I love being here with my children and grandchildren,but when we moved to Mississippi I left behind so many.I think I have also been missing my parents and the lovely life I had growing up when friends visited,drank coffee and shared there life,but my daughter pulled through and called and we hung out shopping and having coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When we were visiting she ask me to go help her with her Easter photo shoot on Saturday morning.I so enjoyed seeing all the beautiful kids and how pure they are at this young age.Then we were off to take grandson Keller to a birthday party.It was there I realized I had gotten Sun burned that morning.OWWW not fun,but it didn't stop us from sharing a meal with April and her family that night. We went to one of our favorite places for seafood and yummy craw fish!( I'll always be a Louisiana girl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With little sleep due to the sunburn I had a lazy Sunday morning. You know how it is when you lay around and things start to run through your head? I had been letting my hair grow and wanted so bad to try a new style.I talked to April and she was on board( get us two together and there is no telling what can happen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So within minutes we were off to get hair cuts.I printed photos to show this guy,but OH NO...I am scalped.So much for the new style because it is to short to even style,but the good thing is Aprils turned out beautiful and I'm happy about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So after a busy weekend it is time to start a new week.What did you do this weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5T06Xxs0QI/AAAAAAAAC2M/yv00QSLw24g/s1600-h/DSCN3870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 384px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446247133049835778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5T06Xxs0QI/AAAAAAAAC2M/yv00QSLw24g/s400/DSCN3870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5T0da0qu6I/AAAAAAAAC2E/gklVu-uXonk/s1600-h/DSCN3871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446246635651382178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5T0da0qu6I/AAAAAAAAC2E/gklVu-uXonk/s400/DSCN3871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Mississippi waters..photo I took at the place in Purvis Mississippi where April was doing Easter pictures&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5T0SIIPPJI/AAAAAAAAC18/LeUftEYQJJY/s1600-h/DSCN3872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446246441654631570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5T0SIIPPJI/AAAAAAAAC18/LeUftEYQJJY/s400/DSCN3872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TzaEzxvjI/AAAAAAAAC10/b20j-FYghjk/s1600-h/DSCN3873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446245478690831922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TzaEzxvjI/AAAAAAAAC10/b20j-FYghjk/s400/DSCN3873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Most people call this a weed,but I call it memories! When I was growing up and this would come up in my moms yard I always called them "Bunnies"if you look close you can see how the shape looks like bunny ears.When I found these growing I knew Spring was here and Easter was close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TzRpeiu9I/AAAAAAAAC1s/rIT9t5JZtZI/s1600-h/DSCN3874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446245333915057106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TzRpeiu9I/AAAAAAAAC1s/rIT9t5JZtZI/s400/DSCN3874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TyTs5HMxI/AAAAAAAAC1k/QSndS33yu30/s1600-h/24606_10150140119690057_257684445056_11381108_281003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446244269679915794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TyTs5HMxI/AAAAAAAAC1k/QSndS33yu30/s400/24606_10150140119690057_257684445056_11381108_281003_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The true beauty of a child...April's purpose is to capture that . I loved seeing each child and how different they are. The little man above stole my heart! Those eyes just pulled me in.He even hide the eggs for me to find..so sweet.This is just a few of the children she shot Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TyOJFXz3I/AAAAAAAAC1c/uJKTtg5ywbg/s1600-h/24606_10150140161405057_257684445056_11381970_7304813_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446244174168313714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TyOJFXz3I/AAAAAAAAC1c/uJKTtg5ywbg/s400/24606_10150140161405057_257684445056_11381970_7304813_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TyIjpt76I/AAAAAAAAC1U/MU7Ppm8h9Hs/s1600-h/24606_10150138743070057_257684445056_11368780_3925086_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446244078220865442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TyIjpt76I/AAAAAAAAC1U/MU7Ppm8h9Hs/s400/24606_10150138743070057_257684445056_11368780_3925086_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TxlX4S-lI/AAAAAAAAC1M/OLE0oJOAu5I/s1600-h/DSCN3882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446243473765366354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TxlX4S-lI/AAAAAAAAC1M/OLE0oJOAu5I/s400/DSCN3882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the sweet bunny April bought for her Easter shoot. I just fell in love with it. A real poser!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TxZThTZTI/AAAAAAAAC1E/Q5-WN2D0jEU/s1600-h/DSCN3877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446243266436752690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TxZThTZTI/AAAAAAAAC1E/Q5-WN2D0jEU/s400/DSCN3877.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TwoUpgVOI/AAAAAAAAC08/Bz8fuFQsIcs/s1600-h/DSCN3893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446242424926000354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TwoUpgVOI/AAAAAAAAC08/Bz8fuFQsIcs/s400/DSCN3893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Keller just loved the clown.When the other kids were afraid he just had to check her out and see what the problem was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pepaw was holding Angel while she slept and Keller had to get up in his lap too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TwaQr_bCI/AAAAAAAAC00/mL4lEHvORXg/s1600-h/DSCN3902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 358px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446242183344516130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5TwaQr_bCI/AAAAAAAAC00/mL4lEHvORXg/s400/DSCN3902.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2348898852998006264-6349440102505125328?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6349440102505125328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/busy-weekend.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6349440102505125328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6349440102505125328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/busy-weekend.html' title='A Busy Weekend'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S5T5KYueAVI/AAAAAAAAC2U/ScPazHpOGmQ/s72-c/DSCN3868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-301433410745349333</id><published>2010-03-03T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:43:49.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP my life is going to the birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S483UAn97MI/AAAAAAAAC0s/-bV0AMfe0Eg/s1600-h/kate-mcrostie-green-bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444631291418766530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S483UAn97MI/AAAAAAAAC0s/-bV0AMfe0Eg/s400/kate-mcrostie-green-bird.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; HELP my life is going to the birds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I bet you thought ...Oh No. I didn't mean in a bad way,but it is getting there. It is starting to feel like the movie around "Country Romance" every time I go shopping latley what do you think I find? Yep you got it BIRDS. If it isn't a bird it is a nest or eggs. Im in love with them. I guess the are going to be popular because Pottery Barn has some beautiful things. Birds have always been popular with me,but never like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I bought a bird plate at Hobby Lobby.I also found these awesome metal bird napkin rings there I will show you soon.Oh and I forgot the cute speckled eggs...it just never stops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been shopping for my bedroom and I keep looking at birds. I have never been all matchy matchy and I'm trying hard to say no. I guess we will just keep looking and just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Let The Feathers Fly"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S483EwU3plI/AAAAAAAAC0k/qbvOdwXVMdg/s1600-h/Pictures_from_new_camera_1148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444631029345658450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S483EwU3plI/AAAAAAAAC0k/qbvOdwXVMdg/s400/Pictures_from_new_camera_1148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S482zVUCwQI/AAAAAAAAC0c/-VJSWX103v0/s1600-h/kate-mcrostie-blue-bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444630730036658434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S482zVUCwQI/AAAAAAAAC0c/-VJSWX103v0/s400/kate-mcrostie-blue-bird.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S482iFrSuNI/AAAAAAAAC0U/zladZg5NFlI/s1600-h/Picture_1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444630433781430482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S482iFrSuNI/AAAAAAAAC0U/zladZg5NFlI/s400/Picture_1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S481cDcGc8I/AAAAAAAAC0M/qM1FMPOay4g/s1600-h/img26m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 344px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444629230589998018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S481cDcGc8I/AAAAAAAAC0M/qM1FMPOay4g/s400/img26m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; These beautiful plates and table scape can be found at Pottery Barn. I just love all the new things they have came out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S481RcwOBII/AAAAAAAAC0E/_svUObN86E4/s1600-h/img35l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444629048406705282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S481RcwOBII/AAAAAAAAC0E/_svUObN86E4/s400/img35l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S480mRK_bLI/AAAAAAAACz8/dWksWFO8eTI/s1600-h/earlysummerbirdnestdec_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444628306563394738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S480mRK_bLI/AAAAAAAACz8/dWksWFO8eTI/s400/earlysummerbirdnestdec_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S480Uvso5fI/AAAAAAAACz0/ptusiSFftY0/s1600-h/img66m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 344px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444628005519943154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S480Uvso5fI/AAAAAAAACz0/ptusiSFftY0/s400/img66m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S48u3pY1VNI/AAAAAAAACzs/XpJ3y6wPgdI/s1600-h/il_430xN_126172100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444622008051913938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S48u3pY1VNI/AAAAAAAACzs/XpJ3y6wPgdI/s400/il_430xN_126172100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/dearjes/?ref=storque"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop/dearjes/?ref=storque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All of these beautiful things can be found here in this Etsy store.The question is what do I want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ummm all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S48ue2s4FAI/AAAAAAAACzk/pXJ95Ss2AA0/s1600-h/il_430xN_127243357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444621582128911362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S48ue2s4FAI/AAAAAAAACzk/pXJ95Ss2AA0/s400/il_430xN_127243357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S48uRMJsOzI/AAAAAAAACzc/EwWsKEaKQAg/s1600-h/il_fullxfull_126428968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444621347368745778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S48uRMJsOzI/AAAAAAAACzc/EwWsKEaKQAg/s400/il_fullxfull_126428968.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2348898852998006264-301433410745349333?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/301433410745349333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/help-my-life-is-going-to-birds.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/301433410745349333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/301433410745349333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/help-my-life-is-going-to-birds.html' title='HELP my life is going to the birds'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S483UAn97MI/AAAAAAAAC0s/-bV0AMfe0Eg/s72-c/kate-mcrostie-green-bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-4715257878092507999</id><published>2010-03-02T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:28:51.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back and who Is the lady that lives at "Country Romance"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43PKjdmDXI/AAAAAAAACzM/6eI7c3KPvDs/s1600-h/blog+2622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 395px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444235304785808754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43PKjdmDXI/AAAAAAAACzM/6eI7c3KPvDs/s400/blog+2622.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt; Tonight I sit and look at things from the past. What do I see? Many memories and who I am as a person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought I would do this post because I have many new friends in blog land. I love all of you old and new and I'm so thankful to call you friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to share a little of who I am...who lives at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Country Romance From The Heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and what does she like.I am Brenda &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eason&lt;/span&gt; and I live and love my Southern Raising,but have a heart for the mountains,snow and Amish. I think all of these things say something about my heart. I love and have always been drawn to the simple and country life...a time when family and home were important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am a wife ,mom and Nana and next to Jesus Christ my family is the most important thing to me. I love my home and NO I don't mean my house.Home a place where you feel love and a place that can be a safe haven for those that come through the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love people and being with people.I would love to have neighbors and friends to come over and have coffee,tea,snacks and share our lives together. I think all of these things are also something that brings me to the other things I love. Being a woman that knows how to find a bargain and make something beautiful out of it. Decorating my home,making things with my hands from foods to flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These are just a few things about the lady of "Country Romance"I look forward to many more times together. I also would like you to know if you wish to ask me anything about me,my home,my family feel free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43Oi3cbM-I/AAAAAAAACzE/Oq-8fjIvbkM/s1600-h/blog+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444234622954845154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43Oi3cbM-I/AAAAAAAACzE/Oq-8fjIvbkM/s400/blog+035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43OPfH8jDI/AAAAAAAACy8/a8XiZ6PAYms/s1600-h/blog+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444234290008984626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43OPfH8jDI/AAAAAAAACy8/a8XiZ6PAYms/s400/blog+045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I love taking simple things I have around the house and making something pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43Ntm_xSRI/AAAAAAAACy0/o4IQvoXYLG0/s1600-h/blog+2579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444233708006623506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43Ntm_xSRI/AAAAAAAACy0/o4IQvoXYLG0/s400/blog+2579.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43NSa-vmgI/AAAAAAAACys/oSLxWgaA5Uw/s1600-h/100_0398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444233240924625410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43NSa-vmgI/AAAAAAAACys/oSLxWgaA5Uw/s400/100_0398.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43M_Hz1doI/AAAAAAAACyk/loFJ3WeWytk/s1600-h/blog+2027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444232909361084034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43M_Hz1doI/AAAAAAAACyk/loFJ3WeWytk/s400/blog+2027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43MNO2BLaI/AAAAAAAACyc/EYHNMOxshcU/s1600-h/blog+2022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 389px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444232052255829410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43MNO2BLaI/AAAAAAAACyc/EYHNMOxshcU/s400/blog+2022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43MEyOZFuI/AAAAAAAACyU/AGJGp4B7wbk/s1600-h/blog+2023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444231907134478050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43MEyOZFuI/AAAAAAAACyU/AGJGp4B7wbk/s400/blog+2023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Organizing is something I LOVE. Here I have pulled out everything in the laundry room. What a mess I had. I relined the cabinets and moved can and bottle foods and used baskets to organize cleaning items.&lt;br /&gt;I use my pantry for dry goods and all are in containers and labeled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43L-khi3II/AAAAAAAACyM/OXirvh7r3Ow/s1600-h/blog+2024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444231800377498754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43L-khi3II/AAAAAAAACyM/OXirvh7r3Ow/s400/blog+2024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43KXBC7hQI/AAAAAAAACyE/2hGsk2sSWig/s1600-h/blog+3426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444230021327324418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43KXBC7hQI/AAAAAAAACyE/2hGsk2sSWig/s400/blog+3426.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Memorial Day with my family. I love baskets and collect them. They make great serving pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You will see my son &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rian's&lt;/span&gt; photo...as he serves our country. My hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43KQ2AH_ZI/AAAAAAAACx8/lZ7DGaTFkZg/s1600-h/blog+3434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444229915283553682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43KQ2AH_ZI/AAAAAAAACx8/lZ7DGaTFkZg/s400/blog+3434.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43KJ89LjlI/AAAAAAAACx0/zWw3_ko08i4/s1600-h/blog+3427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444229796891168338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43KJ89LjlI/AAAAAAAACx0/zWw3_ko08i4/s400/blog+3427.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43JIHIeqgI/AAAAAAAACxs/61ESYiWfnWk/s1600-h/DSCN3149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444228665751546370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43JIHIeqgI/AAAAAAAACxs/61ESYiWfnWk/s400/DSCN3149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I also love baking..something I learned from my mom. Mom baked for the public when I was growing up. I loved licking the bowls and now I get to make them myself. It doesn't matter if it is a basic cake or a decorated cake. In the photos are a coconut cake and a bikini cake I made for my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43I37yXaOI/AAAAAAAACxk/Ijoi2iZpezE/s1600-h/Laundra+shower+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444228387828099298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43I37yXaOI/AAAAAAAACxk/Ijoi2iZpezE/s400/Laundra+shower+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43IUaIU75I/AAAAAAAACxc/v9f5B7v64rs/s1600-h/blog+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444227777497984914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43IUaIU75I/AAAAAAAACxc/v9f5B7v64rs/s400/blog+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43HcOwB_PI/AAAAAAAACxU/kvrUy871waw/s1600-h/blog+2656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444226812370615538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43HcOwB_PI/AAAAAAAACxU/kvrUy871waw/s400/blog+2656.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I love flowers...making wreaths,arrangements and just having fun with them. This is a Spring wreath I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43HRMyoBfI/AAAAAAAACxM/ub-Oc_1KLtQ/s1600-h/blog+2658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444226622866064882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43HRMyoBfI/AAAAAAAACxM/ub-Oc_1KLtQ/s400/blog+2658.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43GaZc45lI/AAAAAAAACxE/5PUHFxF_WG0/s1600-h/100_3314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444225681371752018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43GaZc45lI/AAAAAAAACxE/5PUHFxF_WG0/s400/100_3314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This is Easter 2008...I found this idea in Country Living magazine. Buy a long planter and pots to fit. Depends on the size you buy to how many pots. Use this as a salad bar and put ice around pots. I used smaller pots for dips and dressings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43Exaq36oI/AAAAAAAACw8/yo7wYlbUgDM/s1600-h/DSCN2793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444223877812578946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43Exaq36oI/AAAAAAAACw8/yo7wYlbUgDM/s400/DSCN2793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I bet this was in the Fall...we love Frito Pies at my home and my tea pot shows Fall season also. This is my favorite time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43DpVpMjrI/AAAAAAAACw0/ul5E8sq3mvM/s1600-h/blog+2690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444222639512784562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43DpVpMjrI/AAAAAAAACw0/ul5E8sq3mvM/s400/blog+2690.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This is photos of my bathroom cabinets. My house is ten years old and they were white,but started to look bad. I wanted a rough look so I sanded in areas used a stain to wash and then clear coat for protection.I still want to get new counter tops,but that is on my wish list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43Dhp2oWUI/AAAAAAAACws/HvyoM5iWFD8/s1600-h/blog+2680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444222507498887490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43Dhp2oWUI/AAAAAAAACws/HvyoM5iWFD8/s400/blog+2680.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/2348898852998006264-4715257878092507999?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4715257878092507999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/looking-back-and-who-is-lady-that-lives.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4715257878092507999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4715257878092507999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/looking-back-and-who-is-lady-that-lives.html' title='Looking back and who Is the lady that lives at &quot;Country Romance&quot;'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S43PKjdmDXI/AAAAAAAACzM/6eI7c3KPvDs/s72-c/blog+2622.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-9128767850746575407</id><published>2010-03-01T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T05:20:00.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like 3 lbs. to meet my challenge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4u5_7WuXcI/AAAAAAAACwk/hJ-jKgysmlU/s1600-h/DSCN3858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 388px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443649082523278786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4u5_7WuXcI/AAAAAAAACwk/hJ-jKgysmlU/s400/DSCN3858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; A few months ago you will remember I spoke about the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt; for biggest loser. You could sign up in your state and help feed the hungry. I knew I needed to loose weight and helping others is what it took for me to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been working really hard and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; not there,but 22 pounds closer. This means just 3 more pounds for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;.This means 25 pounds of food went out and as my great friend in blogging Kari would say "I lost enough to drop a small child" Yes when you think of it like that it hits home. My body is less the weight of a toddler...wow. I am thankful to God and people like you who believe in me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go see Kari and maybe we can get her to share her path with us..http://grannyskywalker.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also thought I would show you one of the things I have fell in love with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a "Strawberry Parfait"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is true you can have yummy things and less calories if you make at home. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; sure the one from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt; is great if you on the run,but mine is better =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The new Fiber One Yogurt for only 50 cal. is so sweet and yummy,A few fresh strawberries not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; calories to worry about and I use a few tablespoons of Fiber One cereal &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; for fiber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Layer in a pretty glass ..You can also add a few &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;spoons&lt;/span&gt; of low fat Cool Whip if you want to make it you evening dessert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4u54bWKJKI/AAAAAAAACwc/ouPnp3qsn7o/s1600-h/base_media.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443648953671885986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4u54bWKJKI/AAAAAAAACwc/ouPnp3qsn7o/s400/base_media.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bob is the trainer I picked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4u5wJLpwyI/AAAAAAAACwU/DkMLUyxHYOU/s1600-h/DSCN3859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443648811357029154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4u5wJLpwyI/AAAAAAAACwU/DkMLUyxHYOU/s400/DSCN3859.JPG" /&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/2348898852998006264-9128767850746575407?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9128767850746575407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-like-3-lbs-to-meet-my-challenge.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/9128767850746575407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/9128767850746575407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-like-3-lbs-to-meet-my-challenge.html' title='I like 3 lbs. to meet my challenge.'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4u5_7WuXcI/AAAAAAAACwk/hJ-jKgysmlU/s72-c/DSCN3858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-3511745050532751231</id><published>2010-02-26T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T19:59:41.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it our job to save and use money wisely?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iNjMKMBQI/AAAAAAAACwM/uzvQeoieGCc/s1600-h/DSCN3827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442755785376138498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iNjMKMBQI/AAAAAAAACwM/uzvQeoieGCc/s400/DSCN3827.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I have been shopping alittle for some cute things to carry on my trip to NJ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;But the question I have to ask is do you think it is your job as a woman of your home to save and use money wisely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am so thankful I was raised by a mom that always looked beautiful,but taught me the importance of money.I'm not saying if there is something I love that I want buy it,but very seldom! I love shopping name brands on sale and outlet stores. I believe as a Christian woman God calls us to do this.He has really been dealing with me about a virtuous woman and her duties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The other day when shopping I stopped in Burke Outlet. They get in so many name brand items. I always get my Vanity fair sleepwear here for about $12.00 when others stores in the mall sell them for$28.00 and up.Why when you get the same thing for less would anyone just want to blow money? The day I stopped they had a huge jewelry sale and I sure love it. I guess the only thing that has to be REAL is my wedding ring because I love costume jewelry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also found this gorgeous shirt with sequence and bright colors. The shirts was tagged at $36.00 and I paid the outlet price of $12.99&lt;/span&gt;.I was happy with all my wonderful bargains and glad to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" I used my money Wisely!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iNdbuV6kI/AAAAAAAACwE/02adwXtSSeI/s1600-h/DSCN3828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442755686475098690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iNdbuV6kI/AAAAAAAACwE/02adwXtSSeI/s400/DSCN3828.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iMKHgB00I/AAAAAAAACv8/Wpsq5Dpls7U/s1600-h/DSCN3816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442754255117210434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iMKHgB00I/AAAAAAAACv8/Wpsq5Dpls7U/s400/DSCN3816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I was so excited when I found this bracelet and earrings that matched my shirt. I just love bright and flashy! I ended up getting the bracelet for $2.00 and the earrings priced $8.00 and on sale for $1.30.The total price $3.30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iMEjJJYPI/AAAAAAAACv0/cWOnzBrfB98/s1600-h/DSCN3818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442754159458214130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iMEjJJYPI/AAAAAAAACv0/cWOnzBrfB98/s400/DSCN3818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iL-W7pJqI/AAAAAAAACvs/pqRc9SAUYDE/s1600-h/DSCN3815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442754053101135522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iL-W7pJqI/AAAAAAAACvs/pqRc9SAUYDE/s400/DSCN3815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iLx22lZ6I/AAAAAAAACvk/OdPTxJPvQSE/s1600-h/DSCN3819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442753838331553698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iLx22lZ6I/AAAAAAAACvk/OdPTxJPvQSE/s400/DSCN3819.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iKi9HkRbI/AAAAAAAACvc/ww4MkqI0fMo/s1600-h/DSCN3809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442752482803729842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iKi9HkRbI/AAAAAAAACvc/ww4MkqI0fMo/s400/DSCN3809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you say beautiful? I sure did when I found this necklace. The beading is so nice,but what caught my eye was the Shell pendant on it. A very heavy piece and another of my favorite spring colors.The store price was $10.00 and the outlet price $2.99. I got fifty percent off so this beautiful set cost me $1.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iKeTy4nWI/AAAAAAAACvU/6fVgqAWbmsk/s1600-h/DSCN3808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442752402991652194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iKeTy4nWI/AAAAAAAACvU/6fVgqAWbmsk/s400/DSCN3808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iKYrkPI9I/AAAAAAAACvM/j03Uio2GZzo/s1600-h/DSCN3807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442752306293449682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iKYrkPI9I/AAAAAAAACvM/j03Uio2GZzo/s400/DSCN3807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iKThcS6dI/AAAAAAAACvE/Rug38qayhjU/s1600-h/DSCN3810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442752217676442066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iKThcS6dI/AAAAAAAACvE/Rug38qayhjU/s400/DSCN3810.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iGuscyiJI/AAAAAAAACu8/ElumDqNN08U/s1600-h/DSCN3813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442748286441261202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iGuscyiJI/AAAAAAAACu8/ElumDqNN08U/s400/DSCN3813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I just LOVE hot pink. When I noticed this necklace It looked like glass balls,but it wasn't heavy like glass.When looking close the beads have a beautiful design.The necklace is long and will add color to many outfits.The antique gold on this necklace is so pretty.There was another lady standing there that comes through from another town. She was telling me how she always stops to grab their name brands at bargain prices.She found me the earrings to match my necklace.The name on this set is Sunstone...the store price was $15.00 for the necklace and $12.99 for the earrings,but the outlet price was 5.99 and 6.99.That seems cheap enough right? NOT I got the necklace for $3.00 and the earrings $ 1.40.This set ended up being $4.40.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iGn1UzXuI/AAAAAAAACu0/tMpa4vOfnkI/s1600-h/DSCN3812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442748168564596450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iGn1UzXuI/AAAAAAAACu0/tMpa4vOfnkI/s400/DSCN3812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iGhXLjUNI/AAAAAAAACus/wN2eBI3yNJQ/s1600-h/DSCN3811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442748057393516754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iGhXLjUNI/AAAAAAAACus/wN2eBI3yNJQ/s400/DSCN3811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iDuReFQWI/AAAAAAAACuk/E7A6JHFyOfk/s1600-h/DSCN3822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442744980664041826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iDuReFQWI/AAAAAAAACuk/E7A6JHFyOfk/s400/DSCN3822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This bracelet is so heavy and nice. I wear lots of black.It didn't have the brand on it,but after the store reduction and then the half off sticker I paid $2.00. I looked and there on the same rack were earrings that went great with it.The brand is Merona and they are nickle free. The original store price was still on them, I got them for $1.50...The matching set $3.50 WOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iDnjEYtEI/AAAAAAAACuc/1M-Ol291x80/s1600-h/DSCN3823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442744865129018434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iDnjEYtEI/AAAAAAAACuc/1M-Ol291x80/s400/DSCN3823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iDfpNy1eI/AAAAAAAACuU/s6wQrfUwtOM/s1600-h/DSCN3824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442744729340138978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iDfpNy1eI/AAAAAAAACuU/s6wQrfUwtOM/s400/DSCN3824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2348898852998006264-3511745050532751231?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3511745050532751231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-it-our-job-to-save-and-use-money.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3511745050532751231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/3511745050532751231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-it-our-job-to-save-and-use-money.html' title='Is it our job to save and use money wisely?'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4iNjMKMBQI/AAAAAAAACwM/uzvQeoieGCc/s72-c/DSCN3827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-319217778020597608</id><published>2010-02-24T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T20:45:34.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever heard "One Piece At A Time"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X-AYw0vCI/AAAAAAAACuM/a9uDh1aIRSw/s1600-h/DSCN3795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442035007347801122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X-AYw0vCI/AAAAAAAACuM/a9uDh1aIRSw/s400/DSCN3795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Have you heard the song "O&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ne Piece At A Time" By Johnny Cash?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's what I'm feeling like these days.The only thing is I didn't steal mine lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also haven't got the big product done yet,but by the looks of the small things I have picked up for my room I would say it will have a few birds. Each day I get a better feel of what I want,but haven't found the curtains or perfect coverlet yet.I just decided Id rather find the right thing than rush.I know it will happen one day even if it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One Piece At A Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X94JFsO0I/AAAAAAAACuE/j81vtySytvw/s1600-h/DSCN3801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442034865701403458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X94JFsO0I/AAAAAAAACuE/j81vtySytvw/s400/DSCN3801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X9x4FfyuI/AAAAAAAACt8/Fbtz7XZdruU/s1600-h/DSCN3803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442034758057970402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X9x4FfyuI/AAAAAAAACt8/Fbtz7XZdruU/s400/DSCN3803.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X9Mz18TLI/AAAAAAAACt0/qhZM7fdGXdI/s1600-h/DSCN3793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442034121263828146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X9Mz18TLI/AAAAAAAACt0/qhZM7fdGXdI/s400/DSCN3793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a beautiful bird planter. It looks so old and I just had to have it. I thought it was crazy how I found it a few weeks ago and the birds matched so well.Im not setting it up this way this is just to show you my finds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X9Iq8d5_I/AAAAAAAACts/-9XK_l7giaM/s1600-h/DSCN3792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442034050155800562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X9Iq8d5_I/AAAAAAAACts/-9XK_l7giaM/s400/DSCN3792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X9Cxc53QI/AAAAAAAACtk/KhUweHzfaNE/s1600-h/DSCN3797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442033948823248130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X9Cxc53QI/AAAAAAAACtk/KhUweHzfaNE/s400/DSCN3797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X8oydj6CI/AAAAAAAACtc/OqzfxeL0Vcc/s1600-h/DSCN3794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442033502417840162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X8oydj6CI/AAAAAAAACtc/OqzfxeL0Vcc/s400/DSCN3794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just love the small tray. I picked it up from Cracker Barrel in January before I even thought about a bedroom redo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X8fWIleMI/AAAAAAAACtU/Bk6KNBMxFZg/s1600-h/DSCN3804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442033340194846914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X8fWIleMI/AAAAAAAACtU/Bk6KNBMxFZg/s400/DSCN3804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-319217778020597608?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/319217778020597608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/have-you-ever-heard-one-piece-at-time.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/319217778020597608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/319217778020597608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/have-you-ever-heard-one-piece-at-time.html' title='Have you ever heard &quot;One Piece At A Time&quot;'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4X-AYw0vCI/AAAAAAAACuM/a9uDh1aIRSw/s72-c/DSCN3795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-6255201187000633616</id><published>2010-02-23T18:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:58:33.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have found comfort and I just wanna talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SSxU9tk2I/AAAAAAAACtM/Av-Q8ydoqTA/s1600-h/NJ2+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441635625909195618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SSxU9tk2I/AAAAAAAACtM/Av-Q8ydoqTA/s400/NJ2+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SOYALidnI/AAAAAAAACtE/1fJZEaRt_jw/s1600-h/ALG-204-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441630792786802290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SOYALidnI/AAAAAAAACtE/1fJZEaRt_jw/s400/ALG-204-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The name of my post is I have found comfort and I just wanna talk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will start my little chat filling you in on what is going on around here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Most of you know I am having a new granddaughter in April right? Little Elli Eason will be born to my son Rian and his wife Mandi.Rian has been overseas for months now and Mandi and Elli have been missing him. Mandi has had a few health problems going on and her mom has been there for her,but when Elli comes I will go up. Brian and I will travel up for a visit to see our sweet baby,but I will be staying to help mommy and baby. I am so excited I am counting the days. Today after work I stopped by a neat shoe store in town that carries the HOT and popular shoes. Last year I fell in love with Yellow Box for comfort,but in NJ in April my feet could get cool. I was telling the young lady about my toe and ankle and that I had to have comfort. She then took me over to a table that had "Alegria shoes" Oh My Gosh I fell in love. True they may not be so beautiful,but they are coming out with many styles.They started out reaching out more to the working woman,but so many loved them. Now I love them too! I think the clogs will be cute with jeans and Capri's and the sandals are a have to. They are like walking on air and will last forever. Cheap? no they are rather expensive,but after having foot problems I had rather have a few GOOD shoes than many cheap ones. I did find a great site that is running a sale. Shhh don't tell the little girl I had rather give $59 than $99. So I hope to pick up a few pair to carry with me on my trip to NJ.I will stay up to date with all you my friends as the trip gets closer.Thanks for being there and chatting with me and if you need comfort got check out the Alegria shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SOSqRS_qI/AAAAAAAACs8/k5R5xaGyKRU/s1600-h/ALG-923-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441630701006028450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SOSqRS_qI/AAAAAAAACs8/k5R5xaGyKRU/s400/ALG-923-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SOL8ZFEJI/AAAAAAAACs0/TMUuV8iJ0hc/s1600-h/IBZ-306-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441630585611423890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SOL8ZFEJI/AAAAAAAACs0/TMUuV8iJ0hc/s400/IBZ-306-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SOEMWnZXI/AAAAAAAACss/g2q4SiTRSNg/s1600-h/BAR-115-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441630452457104754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SOEMWnZXI/AAAAAAAACss/g2q4SiTRSNg/s400/BAR-115-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SN-r1N7TI/AAAAAAAACsk/dFugDQ4wE3s/s1600-h/ALG-803-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441630357827743026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SN-r1N7TI/AAAAAAAACsk/dFugDQ4wE3s/s400/ALG-803-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SMeRourAI/AAAAAAAACsc/rQRW_TWujN0/s1600-h/NJ2+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441628701528599554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SMeRourAI/AAAAAAAACsc/rQRW_TWujN0/s400/NJ2+097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The Amish and Amish country is my heart. You maybe asking what in the heck does this have to do with going to NJ? Well, let me tell you....Elli will be born on are around April the 3rd.We will wait a week to be sure she is on time before we drive up so her Pepaw can see her before he drops me off to stay. It just so happens my birthday falls on April the 13th and we will be driving up.Oh Guess What? Lancaster Amish country is on our way... I told my hubby all I want is to stay a night and be among the Amish for my birthday. I hope I get my wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SMNRhWObI/AAAAAAAACsU/xG4J68cnRMQ/s1600-h/NJ2+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441628409439861170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SMNRhWObI/AAAAAAAACsU/xG4J68cnRMQ/s400/NJ2+162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SL4ore8yI/AAAAAAAACsM/OFPlTkJrCj4/s1600-h/blog+3726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441628054879138594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SL4ore8yI/AAAAAAAACsM/OFPlTkJrCj4/s400/blog+3726.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SLGvIc_5I/AAAAAAAACsE/So3NrLOKJp8/s1600-h/NJ2+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441627197617799058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SLGvIc_5I/AAAAAAAACsE/So3NrLOKJp8/s400/NJ2+087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The one thing I will miss SOOO much is my baby will not be there. He will still be overseas when his baby is born and we will all miss him so much. I know this will be hard on his wife,but I hope to be there for her in person and heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SK7a_9SuI/AAAAAAAACr8/uLvrTyPaKXs/s1600-h/NJ2+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441627003234896610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SK7a_9SuI/AAAAAAAACr8/uLvrTyPaKXs/s400/NJ2+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SKiaAalkI/AAAAAAAACr0/encYCrWAslI/s1600-h/NJ2+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441626573471651394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SKiaAalkI/AAAAAAAACr0/encYCrWAslI/s400/NJ2+045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I am so ready to see this again! These are a few photos from our past trips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441626404322711794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SKYj4KmPI/AAAAAAAACrs/AI44baIwCZY/s400/NJ2+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SKQgptO9I/AAAAAAAACrk/sIeM7_qLPqM/s1600-h/NJ2+272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441626266017807314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SKQgptO9I/AAAAAAAACrk/sIeM7_qLPqM/s400/NJ2+272.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-6255201187000633616?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6255201187000633616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-found-comfort-and-i-just-wanna.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6255201187000633616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6255201187000633616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-found-comfort-and-i-just-wanna.html' title='I have found comfort and I just wanna talk'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4SSxU9tk2I/AAAAAAAACtM/Av-Q8ydoqTA/s72-c/NJ2+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-7256214543982672668</id><published>2010-02-21T19:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T19:37:11.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is coming..are you getting ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4H6I9jFOII/AAAAAAAACrU/2uljNy5O8s4/s1600-h/0310wDWC00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440904856707872898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4H6I9jFOII/AAAAAAAACrU/2uljNy5O8s4/s400/0310wDWC00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Are you getting ready for Spring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know it is still cold and many have snow,but it is coming. I was just looking at the calender and Easter comes the first Sunday in April. I was getting worried I would be gone to NJ to see little Elli and miss it. It seems I will be home so I'm on the search for decorations and ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hobby Lobby is running some great sales so I have picked up a few things.Country Sampler had some cute ideas this time also. I love bunnies and nest so I think I will have plenty of them.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to just dig it all out and see what I need to add.I hope to have things decorated the first of March so I can enjoy for a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What are you doing to get ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4H6Er43sbI/AAAAAAAACrM/RM3Fg--2emM/s1600-h/0310wDWC03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440904783247946162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4H6Er43sbI/AAAAAAAACrM/RM3Fg--2emM/s400/0310wDWC03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4H59JeEKmI/AAAAAAAACrE/mcREeeXGueQ/s1600-h/butterfly-decor-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440904653749627490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4H59JeEKmI/AAAAAAAACrE/mcREeeXGueQ/s400/butterfly-decor-l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4H5vhHrpwI/AAAAAAAACq8/faBTVhv2ZR0/s1600-h/Easter%2520Bunnies%2520with%2520Baskets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440904419580028674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4H5vhHrpwI/AAAAAAAACq8/faBTVhv2ZR0/s400/Easter%2520Bunnies%2520with%2520Baskets.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4H5GQbeWbI/AAAAAAAACqs/QCM07uxCtfs/s1600-h/outdoor-easter-decorations-table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440903710725003698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4H5GQbeWbI/AAAAAAAACqs/QCM07uxCtfs/s400/outdoor-easter-decorations-table.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Something I never get enough of is eggs and nest. I think this comes from my love of birds. These will be so fun to create in colors for your home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4H4sQ5ZJkI/AAAAAAAACqk/uR5iTdDarug/s1600-h/practicallyporcelaineggs0406-de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440903264173893186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4H4sQ5ZJkI/AAAAAAAACqk/uR5iTdDarug/s400/practicallyporcelaineggs0406-de.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Don't you just love the arrangement made with candy eggs and flowers? Such a great idea and fun to make.&lt;br /&gt;&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4H4khbBIrI/AAAAAAAACqc/3ihRbSLW7Fs/s1600-h/ss_101163063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440903131170939570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4H4khbBIrI/AAAAAAAACqc/3ihRbSLW7Fs/s400/ss_101163063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/2348898852998006264-7256214543982672668?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7256214543982672668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/spring-is-comingare-you-getting-ready.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/7256214543982672668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/7256214543982672668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/spring-is-comingare-you-getting-ready.html' title='Spring is coming..are you getting ready'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S4H6I9jFOII/AAAAAAAACrU/2uljNy5O8s4/s72-c/0310wDWC00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-6838409729832005552</id><published>2010-02-19T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T15:57:11.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am wanting a hide away..Romantic...cozy room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S38jCVAc4uI/AAAAAAAACqU/DK6tygayg9o/s1600-h/Coffeetable_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440105397792596706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S38jCVAc4uI/AAAAAAAACqU/DK6tygayg9o/s400/Coffeetable_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Am I dreaming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yes I am dreaming of a place I can get away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a place that is soft..comfy..romantic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have been scanning the web for ideas and things I like. If one of these is your photo I love it and will take it down if you like. I think HGTV,images and blogs have great ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It is funny how our talents are so different. Give me a kitchen,diningroom or livingroom and im all on go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have never been real comfy working in the bedroom and laundry and that is why I love all your ldeas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thanks again for you input and I hope soon to show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" Romantic Hide Away"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S38i5ZWFMqI/AAAAAAAACqM/X6jLUymMyVg/s1600-h/Bouquet-of-Roses-de-40129843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440105244338238114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S38i5ZWFMqI/AAAAAAAACqM/X6jLUymMyVg/s400/Bouquet-of-Roses-de-40129843.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S38iFgMEEfI/AAAAAAAACqE/Ryuxu3UlHOk/s1600-h/BelkCAICO4A1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440104352822071794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S38iFgMEEfI/AAAAAAAACqE/Ryuxu3UlHOk/s400/BelkCAICO4A1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I really like the spread above and mine designed on the same pattern.I think I am keeping it and add the tan. I usely have two spreads that I change out by season so I will go for two different looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S38h8r6vZvI/AAAAAAAACp8/HIr26TjxFxM/s1600-h/Master%2520bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440104201351816946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S38h8r6vZvI/AAAAAAAACp8/HIr26TjxFxM/s400/Master%2520bedroom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S38hDYZTU3I/AAAAAAAACp0/A6HNpsmxxOc/s1600-h/Master_BR21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440103216858747762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S38hDYZTU3I/AAAAAAAACp0/A6HNpsmxxOc/s400/Master_BR21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope if you are looking for ideas some of these photos will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S38g0f0w4vI/AAAAAAAACps/6lUp6MpB7UU/s1600-h/rms-bedroom-romantic_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440102961154941682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S38g0f0w4vI/AAAAAAAACps/6lUp6MpB7UU/s400/rms-bedroom-romantic_lg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S38gpv1pqvI/AAAAAAAACpk/jBcuCZHJxYI/s1600-h/s_zises_green_bdrm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440102776475069170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S38gpv1pqvI/AAAAAAAACpk/jBcuCZHJxYI/s400/s_zises_green_bdrm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2348898852998006264-6838409729832005552?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6838409729832005552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-wanting-hide-awayromanticcozy-room.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6838409729832005552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/6838409729832005552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-wanting-hide-awayromanticcozy-room.html' title='I am wanting a hide away..Romantic...cozy room'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S38jCVAc4uI/AAAAAAAACqU/DK6tygayg9o/s72-c/Coffeetable_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-4854418032631479430</id><published>2010-02-18T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T05:17:15.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still in a Funk Part two...HELP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S307vCZUQSI/AAAAAAAACpc/CntJw_4PPto/s1600-h/DSCN3765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439569604216373538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S307vCZUQSI/AAAAAAAACpc/CntJw_4PPto/s400/DSCN3765.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Okay girls come one now...the TRUTH the whole TRUTH and nothing but the TRUTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I bought a spread...not sure how im feeling about it. I know it all blends into the wall.I need your help please. I can always take it back! I also bought a few pillows,but feel something is missing. So im asking you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is the spread good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What other kind of pillow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I need a solid sham also?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also the ruffle is exact and I hate that( The bed in bag things) should I add a solid or do a long solid with the one that came with the spread over it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do I hang something over the bed or just the side table when I get my lamps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S307oiK78wI/AAAAAAAACpU/q03ccY7jbF4/s1600-h/DSCN3782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439569492486910722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S307oiK78wI/AAAAAAAACpU/q03ccY7jbF4/s400/DSCN3782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S307jDkGNpI/AAAAAAAACpM/DROIY0x2WNY/s1600-h/DSCN3775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439569398371595922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S307jDkGNpI/AAAAAAAACpM/DROIY0x2WNY/s400/DSCN3775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S307crZ3ZZI/AAAAAAAACpE/EttSXrSdDyU/s1600-h/DSCN3776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439569288807015826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S307crZ3ZZI/AAAAAAAACpE/EttSXrSdDyU/s400/DSCN3776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S307UwF7clI/AAAAAAAACo8/gnRNNOsevAM/s1600-h/DSCN3774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439569152626618962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S307UwF7clI/AAAAAAAACo8/gnRNNOsevAM/s400/DSCN3774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3062LgJRUI/AAAAAAAACo0/5GPUOnvH648/s1600-h/DSCN3771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439568627408389442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3062LgJRUI/AAAAAAAACo0/5GPUOnvH648/s400/DSCN3771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This gives you a close up look at the fabric and pillow sham. Did I do wrong? I am always happy to return=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S306vQeTiPI/AAAAAAAACos/Ls10UbKrT1c/s1600-h/DSCN3772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439568508483766514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S306vQeTiPI/AAAAAAAACos/Ls10UbKrT1c/s400/DSCN3772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S306mvwFDPI/AAAAAAAACok/mJ0gHZh9j5Q/s1600-h/DSCN3777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439568362260991218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S306mvwFDPI/AAAAAAAACok/mJ0gHZh9j5Q/s400/DSCN3777.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S306Ep-eOjI/AAAAAAAACoc/V0i6J_hJR1A/s1600-h/DSCN3767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439567776595196466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S306Ep-eOjI/AAAAAAAACoc/V0i6J_hJR1A/s400/DSCN3767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I picked up a few pillows.but it needs a few more. Any advice on what to put? Im affraid of color for some reason this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3059-iV18I/AAAAAAAACoU/EEjNemmbpI4/s1600-h/DSCN3766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439567661855266754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3059-iV18I/AAAAAAAACoU/EEjNemmbpI4/s400/DSCN3766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3053alzR8I/AAAAAAAACoM/Ls-LH1ohLsY/s1600-h/DSCN3768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439567549126887362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3053alzR8I/AAAAAAAACoM/Ls-LH1ohLsY/s400/DSCN3768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2348898852998006264-4854418032631479430?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4854418032631479430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/still-in-funk-part-twohelp.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4854418032631479430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4854418032631479430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/still-in-funk-part-twohelp.html' title='Still in a Funk Part two...HELP'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S307vCZUQSI/AAAAAAAACpc/CntJw_4PPto/s72-c/DSCN3765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-386919872002424893</id><published>2010-02-17T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T05:30:14.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's another boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3vtnnQCGvI/AAAAAAAACn0/OtKjaxXu294/s1600-h/baby-its-a-boy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439202239786916594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3vtnnQCGvI/AAAAAAAACn0/OtKjaxXu294/s400/baby-its-a-boy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yep that's right...another boy. Yesterday was the big day for my daughter April and our family to find out what the next baby would be.We met at the clinic and all piled in the room for the Ultra sound. While the lady was looking at the Ultra sound and getting her measurements I saw it.=) She still hadn't told us,but there was NO doubt.A very blessed boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;April and Paul have one of each so they only ask for a healthy baby.The Russell family has ALL boys and it would have been fun to see this broken,but im not fussing. When Aprils baby comes in June he will make me six grands. I will have three boys and three girls. God has truly blessed my family and my children. Babies are a true gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3vs2hydXZI/AAAAAAAACns/k0bz2kvYE4Y/s1600-h/8126_157620704032_508004032_2744317_3973450_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439201396507106706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3vs2hydXZI/AAAAAAAACns/k0bz2kvYE4Y/s400/8126_157620704032_508004032_2744317_3973450_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kaytlynn and Keller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Keller and April at his baby dedication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3vsvvaqToI/AAAAAAAACnk/eYHNxhHvKd4/s1600-h/DSCN3404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439201279906303618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3vsvvaqToI/AAAAAAAACnk/eYHNxhHvKd4/s400/DSCN3404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-386919872002424893?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/386919872002424893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-another-boy.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/386919872002424893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/386919872002424893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-another-boy.html' title='It&apos;s another boy!'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3vtnnQCGvI/AAAAAAAACn0/OtKjaxXu294/s72-c/baby-its-a-boy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-4741305123770722231</id><published>2010-02-16T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T05:39:06.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help im in a FUNK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3qfI78lRrI/AAAAAAAACnY/2Gw1401yn9U/s1600-h/House+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438834475882858162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3qfI78lRrI/AAAAAAAACnY/2Gw1401yn9U/s400/House+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3qfA6JTdkI/AAAAAAAACnQ/hww_ARjJtic/s1600-h/House+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438834337960392258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3qfA6JTdkI/AAAAAAAACnQ/hww_ARjJtic/s400/House+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a picture of the OLD dark green from years ago!!!! I will use the same furniture,but will be happy to add anything! So all that stays is the bed,desk,TV stand and photo below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3qcLLEtLlI/AAAAAAAACnI/zXucm0SnilI/s1600-h/yhst-46915497187481_2082_2238340687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438831215768317522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3qcLLEtLlI/AAAAAAAACnI/zXucm0SnilI/s400/yhst-46915497187481_2082_2238340687.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Have you ever been in a "Funk"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;That is what I feel like right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This weekend my husband and son FINALLY finished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the paint in my bedroom. The color is the second one one the color chart below. I also have the color in my dining room so I guess you would say I like it alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My FUNK comes from I have NO idea where to go now.I usually can just look and put things together with no problem,but for some reason I can't get any direction.I have been looking online for direction and uggg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I found a few cute lamps,but still unsure. Right now the only color in there is Green. I feel I need to add something,but I really want Romantic,French,Cottage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have two double windows that need curtains and I wonder do I need to go soft?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My bed,desk and other furniture are dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The carpet is a medium brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The only thing I know that has to stay is the picture above. I just love it and has the feel I want,but I can't get and inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Anyone have any ideas to help me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3qcGOfg_vI/AAAAAAAACnA/j8DrNZi9bRE/s1600-h/oranOnOlive_800x600_A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438831130786725618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3qcGOfg_vI/AAAAAAAACnA/j8DrNZi9bRE/s400/oranOnOlive_800x600_A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3qbuH9-lCI/AAAAAAAACm4/2QVj7C2fKcI/s1600-h/00754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438830716718584866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3qbuH9-lCI/AAAAAAAACm4/2QVj7C2fKcI/s400/00754.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3qbmkrGpUI/AAAAAAAACmw/_stoj_EU69o/s1600-h/089394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438830586985096514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3qbmkrGpUI/AAAAAAAACmw/_stoj_EU69o/s400/089394.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3qbKoBOclI/AAAAAAAACmo/G769G9-PTAI/s1600-h/tureen_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438830106846851666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3qbKoBOclI/AAAAAAAACmo/G769G9-PTAI/s400/tureen_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/2348898852998006264-4741305123770722231?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4741305123770722231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/help-im-in-funk.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4741305123770722231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/4741305123770722231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/help-im-in-funk.html' title='Help im in a FUNK'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3qfI78lRrI/AAAAAAAACnY/2Gw1401yn9U/s72-c/House+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-1081691602158440419</id><published>2010-02-14T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T09:01:02.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines from Country Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3gsJK7AHkI/AAAAAAAACmg/stjIriB6nQ0/s1600-h/valentine-angel-card-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438145086112144962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3gsJK7AHkI/AAAAAAAACmg/stjIriB6nQ0/s400/valentine-angel-card-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;I believe in angels,&lt;br /&gt;The kind that heaven sends,&lt;br /&gt;I am surrounded by angels,&lt;br /&gt;But I call them friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Aizabel Parinas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-1081691602158440419?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1081691602158440419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-from-country-romance.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/1081691602158440419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/1081691602158440419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-from-country-romance.html' title='Happy Valentines from Country Romance'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3gsJK7AHkI/AAAAAAAACmg/stjIriB6nQ0/s72-c/valentine-angel-card-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-8571554743986778925</id><published>2010-02-12T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:32:57.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, The snow came.. biggest snow since 1963</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y1ilpE_XI/AAAAAAAACmY/59r9HVRHd1E/s1600-h/DSCN3725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437592468432682354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y1ilpE_XI/AAAAAAAACmY/59r9HVRHd1E/s400/DSCN3725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I ask for it and I got it! SNOW that is.Late Thursday it came in as sleet and turned into snow. Most of you know me and know I LOVE SNOW.Here in Mississippi it is something we seldom see.I stayed up watching a live weather blog half the night and waited.We were predicted to get 4-8 inches. I know we ended up getting five and others got more. Mississippi hasn't seen this large of a snow since 1963.These photos around my home were taken about eight in the morning and the snow lasted until two this evening.It really is pretty and sure made me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;After a long day I have three grandbabies and my son and his wife for the night. Ready for a long restful weekend. Hope you all enjoy yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y1cvA-BiI/AAAAAAAACmQ/1NjHRtfI9e4/s1600-h/DSCN3729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437592367869593122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y1cvA-BiI/AAAAAAAACmQ/1NjHRtfI9e4/s400/DSCN3729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y1VH_hyyI/AAAAAAAACmI/XbteaW8PGu8/s1600-h/DSCN3726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437592237135481634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y1VH_hyyI/AAAAAAAACmI/XbteaW8PGu8/s400/DSCN3726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y1OqaW-SI/AAAAAAAACmA/OBYVAvdWNxo/s1600-h/DSCN3722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437592126115739938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y1OqaW-SI/AAAAAAAACmA/OBYVAvdWNxo/s400/DSCN3722.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y1IierZZI/AAAAAAAACl4/0SrzsjlSPak/s1600-h/DSCN3733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437592020907156882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y1IierZZI/AAAAAAAACl4/0SrzsjlSPak/s400/DSCN3733.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y1DcG-i7I/AAAAAAAAClw/L_Y2amNrpUw/s1600-h/DSCN3734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437591933297789874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y1DcG-i7I/AAAAAAAAClw/L_Y2amNrpUw/s400/DSCN3734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y09usLkBI/AAAAAAAAClo/RLoxrDwgy1s/s1600-h/DSCN3730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437591835206455314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y09usLkBI/AAAAAAAAClo/RLoxrDwgy1s/s400/DSCN3730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y04g2IBiI/AAAAAAAAClg/0I845tOMHnw/s1600-h/DSCN3731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437591745590724130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y04g2IBiI/AAAAAAAAClg/0I845tOMHnw/s400/DSCN3731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y0SjRV-cI/AAAAAAAAClY/kAasBOVOSOk/s1600-h/DSCN3736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437591093406726594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y0SjRV-cI/AAAAAAAAClY/kAasBOVOSOk/s400/DSCN3736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the woods that come up to my back deck. This picture was taken early morning when the birds were looking for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y0M93GnlI/AAAAAAAAClQ/xSxPkdgmzyA/s1600-h/DSCN3737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437590997465210450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y0M93GnlI/AAAAAAAAClQ/xSxPkdgmzyA/s400/DSCN3737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YzAfzsssI/AAAAAAAAClI/mrkLYWAc_Qk/s1600-h/DSCN3741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437589683727807170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YzAfzsssI/AAAAAAAAClI/mrkLYWAc_Qk/s400/DSCN3741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Today was Friday and a regular work day for me. My clients had told me if it got bad not to come in. I woke up and after a heavy snow it was pretty bad. I just couldn't leave this couple with out a hot fresh meal. I had my husband drive me over so I got fix them a hot meal. They were surprised,but happy.They enjoyed looking out at the snow and really wanted some pictures so I went out and snapped a few of their home and yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Yy32yRROI/AAAAAAAAClA/_zOFwgUi3yw/s1600-h/DSCN3743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437589535277008098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Yy32yRROI/AAAAAAAAClA/_zOFwgUi3yw/s400/DSCN3743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YyxFBbweI/AAAAAAAACk4/IQRdvDMI2II/s1600-h/DSCN3744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437589418839622114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YyxFBbweI/AAAAAAAACk4/IQRdvDMI2II/s400/DSCN3744.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YyqWRW8GI/AAAAAAAACkw/nh5q7b97cII/s1600-h/DSCN3746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437589303210733666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YyqWRW8GI/AAAAAAAACkw/nh5q7b97cII/s400/DSCN3746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YyjKGUZyI/AAAAAAAACko/cOXEpQfZbBA/s1600-h/DSCN3748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437589179684120354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YyjKGUZyI/AAAAAAAACko/cOXEpQfZbBA/s400/DSCN3748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YybUoknGI/AAAAAAAACkg/ZSx7Lm-0oNY/s1600-h/DSCN3749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437589045073189986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YybUoknGI/AAAAAAAACkg/ZSx7Lm-0oNY/s400/DSCN3749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YxVHzvC_I/AAAAAAAACkY/lPUOmVh9DL4/s1600-h/DSCN3751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437587839039507442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YxVHzvC_I/AAAAAAAACkY/lPUOmVh9DL4/s400/DSCN3751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Late this evening we drove out to pick up Kaytlynn to stay with her Nana. This was just a few photos around April's yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YxMxY7eUI/AAAAAAAACkQ/pE4TrZ5uBX4/s1600-h/DSCN3752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437587695582542146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YxMxY7eUI/AAAAAAAACkQ/pE4TrZ5uBX4/s400/DSCN3752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YxFZpevDI/AAAAAAAACkI/Qt0I8IQxxy4/s1600-h/DSCN3753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437587568950426674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3YxFZpevDI/AAAAAAAACkI/Qt0I8IQxxy4/s400/DSCN3753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Yw-Xgc9CI/AAAAAAAACkA/25leX8CW8Ok/s1600-h/DSCN3754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437587448116605986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Yw-Xgc9CI/AAAAAAAACkA/25leX8CW8Ok/s400/DSCN3754.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An old builing on a back road from April's. I just love it and wish I could have got some old barns,but hubby isn't to crazy about it like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Yw3y2PcZI/AAAAAAAACj4/hGILrDCqr5o/s1600-h/DSCN3756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437587335196668306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Yw3y2PcZI/AAAAAAAACj4/hGILrDCqr5o/s400/DSCN3756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-8571554743986778925?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8571554743986778925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-snow-came-biggest-snow-since-1963.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8571554743986778925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/8571554743986778925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-snow-came-biggest-snow-since-1963.html' title='Well, The snow came.. biggest snow since 1963'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Y1ilpE_XI/AAAAAAAACmY/59r9HVRHd1E/s72-c/DSCN3725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-2748601775875478786</id><published>2010-02-10T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T05:13:15.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can we borrow some of that snow? Lets make icecream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Kt7zq0ceI/AAAAAAAACjo/SchFejYRb2Y/s1600-h/New-Orleans-965-snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436598943183303138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Kt7zq0ceI/AAAAAAAACjo/SchFejYRb2Y/s400/New-Orleans-965-snow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Can we borrow some of that snow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I bet many of you will be happy to share with us here in the SOUTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well... that is what the news is calling for coming Friday. I guess we will have to wait and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being raised here in the SOUTH snow is something we see little of,but I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Snow brings back memories of my younger days and makes me feel like a child again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was a young girl the first mention of snow and mom was sending me out with a large bowl. I would go and out and watch that bowl dreaming of what was to come when it got full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SNOW ICE CREAM....yes thats right. It has such great memories for me. I thought it was the best thing I had ever tasted.Today I wonder if it was that good or if it was the love my mom put into it. This morning they are calling for 100% chance of snow here Friday. We are all getting excited and I have my bowl ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3KsPAwB-LI/AAAAAAAACjg/A-4hpFdfJgw/s1600-h/3323301393_52ae035806_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436597074089081010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3KsPAwB-LI/AAAAAAAACjg/A-4hpFdfJgw/s400/3323301393_52ae035806_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Snow Ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8 cups fresh snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 (14oz) can sweetened condensed milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 tsp. vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Place snow in large bowl,pour condensed milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;over snow and add vanilla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mix to combine and serve immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Add your favorite topping for an extra blast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but this ice cream melts easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2348898852998006264-2748601775875478786?l=countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2748601775875478786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/can-we-borrow-some-of-that-snow-lets.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/2748601775875478786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2348898852998006264/posts/default/2748601775875478786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://countryromancefromtheheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/can-we-borrow-some-of-that-snow-lets.html' title='Can we borrow some of that snow? Lets make icecream.'/><author><name>Brenda Eason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822943752515571504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2Al_yjmHAg/Twe-qEgs73I/AAAAAAAAEWo/vYKlAp3R8js/s220/Brenda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Kt7zq0ceI/AAAAAAAACjo/SchFejYRb2Y/s72-c/New-Orleans-965-snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348898852998006264.post-549741424748306205</id><published>2010-02-08T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T15:38:32.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our WHO DAT party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Ccmacgl_I/AAAAAAAACjY/pKWrpEvguyE/s1600-h/DSCN3685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436016933984049138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Ccmacgl_I/AAAAAAAACjY/pKWrpEvguyE/s400/DSCN3685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As millions across America watched the Super Bowl we were happy to show our support with a small&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Who Dat" party"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was born in Louisiana and called it home until my husbands job transferred us. I still have many family and friends living there and go back often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They say you can take the girl out of Louisiana,but you can't take Louisiana out of the girl.That is how I feel I love my home state and am very proud of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess one of the special moments for me was in the end when Brees gave God the glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CcgEzkcPI/AAAAAAAACjQ/GO4L4X8yJpw/s1600-h/DSCN3693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436016825095975154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CcgEzkcPI/AAAAAAAACjQ/GO4L4X8yJpw/s400/DSCN3693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Cb9_PxGcI/AAAAAAAACjI/2lTR7ZWN7hU/s1600-h/DSCN3681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436016239488080322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Cb9_PxGcI/AAAAAAAACjI/2lTR7ZWN7hU/s400/DSCN3681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Today history was made for the New Orleans Saints. I was proud to share this time with two of my Grandbabies. Jayden had a great time with his cow bell necklace while sister Angel slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Cb5MJ8MzI/AAAAAAAACjA/u0n7dGBqhqk/s1600-h/DSCN3702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436016157053956914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3Cb5MJ8MzI/AAAAAAAACjA/u0n7dGBqhqk/s400/DSCN3702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CbclXku9I/AAAAAAAACi4/07ocqTa69XY/s1600-h/DSCN3692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436015665605819346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CbclXku9I/AAAAAAAACi4/07ocqTa69XY/s400/DSCN3692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The party was small...My son Chancey and his wife and children,but we had a great time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CbLdtre1I/AAAAAAAACio/wqqyTOyUK_0/s1600-h/DSCN3696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436015371493276498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CbLdtre1I/AAAAAAAACio/wqqyTOyUK_0/s400/DSCN3696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CbDe7NqAI/AAAAAAAACig/ybWLIIuik7w/s1600-h/DSCN3697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436015234379524098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CbDe7NqAI/AAAAAAAACig/ybWLIIuik7w/s400/DSCN3697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CabBFxkQI/AAAAAAAACiY/drxdLpI-nhc/s1600-h/DSCN3683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436014539175989506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CabBFxkQI/AAAAAAAACiY/drxdLpI-nhc/s400/DSCN3683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Good food... Good football. Jambalaya,Subs,Velveeta dip and chips,Cookie cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CaUxcobOI/AAAAAAAACiQ/aOjkc_G51Xo/s1600-h/DSCN3684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436014431897677026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CaUxcobOI/AAAAAAAACiQ/aOjkc_G51Xo/s400/DSCN3684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CZyn6U4fI/AAAAAAAACiI/SM6DicNsAuE/s1600-h/DSCN3686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436013845222318578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CZyn6U4fI/AAAAAAAACiI/SM6DicNsAuE/s400/DSCN3686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I just love my little football crock pot. I bought this a few years ago when we had parties when my son played. It is just perfect to hold our Velveeta dip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CZr_IDWQI/AAAAAAAACiA/nIlBJ4owNdM/s1600-h/DSCN3687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436013731194820866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CZr_IDWQI/AAAAAAAACiA/nIlBJ4owNdM/s400/DSCN3687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CXWfxXdtI/AAAAAAAACh4/pPx2M6lR5QU/s1600-h/DSCN3688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436011162977662674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CXWfxXdtI/AAAAAAAACh4/pPx2M6lR5QU/s400/DSCN3688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CXRHkqLQI/AAAAAAAAChw/x3B3Y82JupI/s1600-h/DSCN3689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436011070582566146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CXRHkqLQI/AAAAAAAAChw/x3B3Y82JupI/s400/DSCN3689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Jambalaya was great! Just made us feel that much closer to New Orleans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is Chancey and his wife Mayra eating up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CUkRH2chI/AAAAAAAACho/Pagf6ynv0k0/s1600-h/DSCN3703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436008101028721170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CUkRH2chI/AAAAAAAACho/Pagf6ynv0k0/s400/DSCN3703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CUd9vS1zI/AAAAAAAAChg/Sf1KJbgLd9c/s1600-h/DSCN3704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436007992746235698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CUd9vS1zI/AAAAAAAAChg/Sf1KJbgLd9c/s400/DSCN3704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CUX_Z4fHI/AAAAAAAAChY/AY545D3wFSQ/s1600-h/DSCN3705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436007890114083954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CUX_Z4fHI/AAAAAAAAChY/AY545D3wFSQ/s400/DSCN3705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jsutkCY9tJI/S3CT26NzInI/AAAAAAAAChQ/Wky889mdNkE/s160
