<?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-3390036484238222830</id><updated>2011-10-07T11:40:23.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brittany &amp; Steven</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-3037958718130363268</id><published>2011-04-03T15:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T15:56:38.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's this- A blog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I have no excuse for this :) I could not believe the date I blogged last was in January. I am quite embarrassed and I suppose busy as well. I would love to say I would get back on track tomorrow, but no promises here. Tomorrow I leave for the beach and then 4 very big letters- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CRCT&lt;/span&gt;. For &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; of you that live in Georgia and teach that would be the state mandated test that I just so happen to be in charge of at our school this year- no pressure right! So, after that back to blogging! &lt;a style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; COLOR: #999999; FONT-SIZE: 9px; TEXT-DECORATION: none; PADDING-TOP: 0px" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-3037958718130363268?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/3037958718130363268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-this-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/3037958718130363268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/3037958718130363268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-this-blog.html' title='What&apos;s this- A blog?'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-7402628959937638634</id><published>2011-01-09T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T17:31:33.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Ice Baby</title><content type='html'>One of the perks in being education are the long holiday breaks. Tonight marked 21 days without our students. I was getting ready to head back to school tomorrow when I heard the news, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Georgia&lt;/span&gt; was expected a winter storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Earle had been trying to warn me about his storm for a few days-("You know he does the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weather&lt;/span&gt; report at work"), but I did not think it would have a big effect on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way everyone was running around the past few days you would think that we were expecting this...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TSpgTeoCXGI/AAAAAAAAAxU/1z4IzyUyHuE/s1600/ice-storm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560362577697070178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TSpgTeoCXGI/AAAAAAAAAxU/1z4IzyUyHuE/s400/ice-storm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; the entire city headed to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart to stock up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TSpgTPFvE8I/AAAAAAAAAxM/xAOXxranDXY/s1600/crowded_grocery_store.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560362573526668226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TSpgTPFvE8I/AAAAAAAAAxM/xAOXxranDXY/s400/crowded_grocery_store.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As of right now it has snowed all of 5 minutes, but no school tomorrow regardless. Let's see what happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; COLOR: #999999; FONT-SIZE: 9px; TEXT-DECORATION: none; PADDING-TOP: 0px" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" height="67" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; COLOR: #999999; FONT-SIZE: 9px; TEXT-DECORATION: none; PADDING-TOP: 0px" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt; Signature Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-7402628959937638634?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/7402628959937638634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2011/01/ice-ice-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7402628959937638634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7402628959937638634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2011/01/ice-ice-baby.html' title='Ice Ice Baby'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TSpgTeoCXGI/AAAAAAAAAxU/1z4IzyUyHuE/s72-c/ice-storm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-1378757227223243354</id><published>2010-12-26T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T15:10:27.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures to Come</title><content type='html'>About 3 months ago I started looking into getting a new camera. It all started with an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; search that led to me asking questions to a 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; cousin of mine about which camera she would suggest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just so happened that she had bought a camera in October, and it was now needing another home because she happen to have two of the same one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Santa Claus &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; to get wind of this and it showed up under the tree Christmas morning. It took me a few minutes to figure out how to turn it on, but I am slowly learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you will see several pictures of the dogs as I practice with my new camera since they are the only ones that will let me practice right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few that I worked on today!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TRfKCHVXPSI/AAAAAAAAAxE/i3QZ0Kkk5Qg/s1600/Rusty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555130803061996834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TRfKCHVXPSI/AAAAAAAAAxE/i3QZ0Kkk5Qg/s400/Rusty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TRfKB1dhbcI/AAAAAAAAAw8/9sYWKr3n_Hg/s1600/_DSC0091%2B-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555130798264380866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TRfKB1dhbcI/AAAAAAAAAw8/9sYWKr3n_Hg/s400/_DSC0091%2B-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" height="67" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; 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Birthday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McKenney&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 8 years ago this little stinker came into my life! She was about 3 at the time with the vocabulary of a 6 year old. I was given the opportunity to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;babysit&lt;/span&gt; her and her brother one night that turned into several!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TQac_zIpKPI/AAAAAAAAAwg/wfWTbV1rUUg/s1600/McKenney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550296210652866802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TQac_zIpKPI/AAAAAAAAAwg/wfWTbV1rUUg/s400/McKenney.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So many of my college memories involve &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McKenney&lt;/span&gt; and her crazy and loving family. God even opened up the doors for me to spend an entire summer at their house with them. They all played a major impact on who I am today. So, happy birthday and I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" height="67" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; COLOR: #999999; FONT-SIZE: 9px; TEXT-DECORATION: none; PADDING-TOP: 0px" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-8776066710819387527?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/8776066710819387527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/12/shes-eleven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8776066710819387527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8776066710819387527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/12/shes-eleven.html' title='She&apos;s Eleven!'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TQac_zIpKPI/AAAAAAAAAwg/wfWTbV1rUUg/s72-c/McKenney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-4971514533567638095</id><published>2010-12-12T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T12:46:39.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did you get that outfit from?</title><content type='html'>Well, if pictures could talk the ones below would have lots to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a fun filled day that involved many different outfits if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family headed up to Stone Mountain to experience "Snow Mountain" Brooke, Kristy, Jessica, Mom, Dad and I all made the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From going skiing before I know that the snow requires many different outfits and gear. As you can see we had that part covered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TQUx13O2TTI/AAAAAAAAAwY/dEbptDhXEQ4/s1600/clothe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 341px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549896917233061170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TQUx13O2TTI/AAAAAAAAAwY/dEbptDhXEQ4/s400/clothe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we were all dressed we headed up the mountain for some tubing time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TQUvFZ3fGPI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/w8AiFrLEE1c/s1600/Tubing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 470px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549893885693466866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TQUvFZ3fGPI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/w8AiFrLEE1c/s400/Tubing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After going down the mountain a few times we decided to go play in the snow for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TQUu-XMjmUI/AAAAAAAAAwI/iU7rYX7Op1I/s1600/Snowball%2BFight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549893764717451586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TQUu-XMjmUI/AAAAAAAAAwI/iU7rYX7Op1I/s400/Snowball%2BFight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great time at the park and even more fun was to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That same night I ditched the snow gear and grabbed my good ole tacky sweater for Mel's Tacky Christmas Sweater Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TQUuvZZ5-nI/AAAAAAAAAwA/vBX2ZCBHH-o/s1600/100_4338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549893507612277362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TQUuvZZ5-nI/AAAAAAAAAwA/vBX2ZCBHH-o/s400/100_4338.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/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TQUuvDkPhYI/AAAAAAAAAv4/qtAkEkqLv0U/s1600/100_4339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549893501750052226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TQUuvDkPhYI/AAAAAAAAAv4/qtAkEkqLv0U/s400/100_4339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an entire day full of laughter, snow, memories, and many different outfits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" height="67" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548875702676817106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TQGRDWjZBNI/AAAAAAAAAvw/BEudlKS8FTA/s400/1208002130a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I warned you. Last night I retreated back to my childhood and played a little bit of dress up. There are several reasons I have this outfit on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to begin, at school I volunteered to work car riders this morning. In case you have not looked at the temperature lately it was about 30 degrees this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also joining in on some family fun this weekend, and we are going to Snow Mountain to go tubing, so I asked Earle to get the ski stuff down from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;attic&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It also just so happened that he brought me home a prize last night for my graduation from school. He got me this hat to keep me warm at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it only took a few minutes before I had everything on and could not stop laughing. I had to show it to someone so I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; it to my boss with the captain "Ready for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;car riders&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to leave the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;goggles&lt;/span&gt; at home in fear of scaring 100 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;elementary&lt;/span&gt; students and their parents this morning t 7:15. Decided it might be a good ideas to put on a little warmer shirt this morning and the hat made an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;appearance&lt;/span&gt; as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was freezing this morning, but at least I got to sport my new snow gear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" height="67" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; COLOR: #999999; FONT-SIZE: 9px; TEXT-DECORATION: none; PADDING-TOP: 0px" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&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/3390036484238222830-7790562431280796467?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/7790562431280796467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/12/stylin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7790562431280796467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7790562431280796467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/12/stylin.html' title='Stylin'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TQGRDWjZBNI/AAAAAAAAAvw/BEudlKS8FTA/s72-c/1208002130a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-5807456316011727528</id><published>2010-12-04T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T08:58:49.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Creatures showed up around the house!</title><content type='html'>While browsing through my pictures from the last two weeks, I noticed some very interesting creatures that had made their way into my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first made his appearance at our Thanksgiving lunch. I am sorry to inform you that despite his very cute little face he was eaten up. Please meet my friend Tom the Cheese ball Turkey. RIP Tom!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TPpyM1q_daI/AAAAAAAAAvo/vnkNfUQDLRs/s1600/100_4283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546871455951582626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TPpyM1q_daI/AAAAAAAAAvo/vnkNfUQDLRs/s400/100_4283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly,  one morning last week I happened to look under our TV stand and thought 2 things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TPpyMiGezFI/AAAAAAAAAvg/1w_ENnCo7q4/s1600/100_4285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546871450698173522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TPpyMiGezFI/AAAAAAAAAvg/1w_ENnCo7q4/s400/100_4285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; 1. I wore a lot of black to school this week and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Smokey Joe apparently is related to Where's Waldo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait to see what shows up this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" height="67" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; COLOR: #999999; FONT-SIZE: 9px; TEXT-DECORATION: none; PADDING-TOP: 0px" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&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/3390036484238222830-5807456316011727528?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/5807456316011727528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/12/some-creatures-showed-up-around-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5807456316011727528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5807456316011727528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/12/some-creatures-showed-up-around-house.html' title='Some Creatures showed up around the house!'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TPpyM1q_daI/AAAAAAAAAvo/vnkNfUQDLRs/s72-c/100_4283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-3572581819873549188</id><published>2010-11-22T16:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T16:31:01.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a Celebration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Over the past few months I took my camera to many different birthday celebrations. They stayed on my camera for several months after that. My poor computer died and so once again the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; pictures had to wait to make their debut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally had the time to download them to my new computer and here is what I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristy, my sister, had a birthday in July. I don't remember if we did anything for her birthday, but here is a cute picture of her anyway. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TOsIkQ7DI8I/AAAAAAAAAvY/1jUXMfmZS1k/s1600/100_4262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542533185520477122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TOsIkQ7DI8I/AAAAAAAAAvY/1jUXMfmZS1k/s400/100_4262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad turned the big 6 to the 0 this year. We did what we do best and snuck around his back to plan a sweet 60th birthday party. It involved dancing the Aunt Teri and Mrs. Mike and cupcake smelling just to name a few events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TOsIjb8jcXI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/TO1CovdZSzE/s1600/100_4127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542533171299709298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TOsIjb8jcXI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/TO1CovdZSzE/s400/100_4127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad turned to so old this year he was allowed to have 2 parties.  This was his 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; party at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt; Express!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TOsIiQmve3I/AAAAAAAAAvI/sSb5wXPpZuU/s1600/100_4110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542533151075564402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TOsIiQmve3I/AAAAAAAAAvI/sSb5wXPpZuU/s400/100_4110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next,  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Momo&lt;/span&gt; (pronounced &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mawmaw&lt;/span&gt;-see why I can't spell) had quite a little shin dig! We partied like rock stars with her little friends. She is the one trying to hold that sweet little man's hand while his wife looks at her funny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TOsIhFnyJII/AAAAAAAAAvA/yoN13JdvcUM/s1600/100_4098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542533130947273858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TOsIhFnyJII/AAAAAAAAAvA/yoN13JdvcUM/s400/100_4098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, but not least, my cousin Danielle came by from college to celebrate another birthday! She was so excited she could &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hardly&lt;/span&gt; keep her eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TOsIgK5PT-I/AAAAAAAAAu4/BzBfR8IpVJU/s1600/100_4042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542533115182796770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TOsIgK5PT-I/AAAAAAAAAu4/BzBfR8IpVJU/s400/100_4042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday all you summer birthdays, sorry it took so long that it is now winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" height="67" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; COLOR: #999999; FONT-SIZE: 9px; TEXT-DECORATION: none; PADDING-TOP: 0px" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; COLOR: #999999; FONT-SIZE: 9px; TEXT-DECORATION: none; PADDING-TOP: 0px" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ator&lt;/span&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/3390036484238222830-3572581819873549188?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/3572581819873549188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-celebration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/3572581819873549188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/3572581819873549188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-celebration.html' title='Its a Celebration!'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TOsIkQ7DI8I/AAAAAAAAAvY/1jUXMfmZS1k/s72-c/100_4262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-4517460154705219713</id><published>2010-11-12T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T15:16:28.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed but Blessed!</title><content type='html'>What an incredible, stressful, and purposeful few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When I logged on to my blog today I saw that last post was September 7, and I thought it had only been a month since I was on here last, but then realized it was November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not quite sure where time has gone this last two months, but there have been some big changes that God is leading me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earle had a 31 day KLS episode. The very disease that inspired in some part this blog, kept me away for a while. With careful thought and prayer he has decided not to go back to his job of teaching. We know God will not close a door without opening another one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a new job at school that is an everyday learning curve. Would not trade it for anything…. so far. Since August I have sat in the front of a helicopter, tested out the fall festival slide, and received several hugs from some wonderful students. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get back into a routine has been difficult these past few months with so much going on at once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always love to look back on difficult situations and find how God worked through it. I am not there yet with all this, but I certainly know that it is coming very soon. There have been times in the past few months God has carried me through some day and others when his presents felt far away from us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading a book called “The boy who came back from Heaven.” I can tell that this will be part of the story I will tell in a few months about getting through all we have going on right now. I’m not sure how, but know it will be so. It is an incredible story of a 6 year old boy who survives a horrible car wreck. My favorite quote so far is a description if their situation after the wreck “Stressed but blessed.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this, please stop and say a prayer for my grandmother, Momo. Her health is not where it should be and she could use lots of prayers right now! If you talk to her, don’t tell her she is on here, she would get me :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this post was a continuous ramble, but sometimes that is what our days bring. 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This is such a true statement, and I am sorry to say that I have had more then one fall this past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see I started a new job on July 22. Huge learning curve. I moved from teaching into the office. Can I say big learning curve again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More then one of my old hobbies was dropped for a little while until I got things under control. So with that said, I promised myself that this week was time to get back into the swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to apologize to the&lt;br /&gt; following....&lt;br /&gt;1. My Blog- I know it has been lonely&lt;br /&gt;2. The Gym- I almost forgot where you were&lt;br /&gt;3. The Fruit and Veggie section at the grocery store&lt;br /&gt;4. 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It has left me little time to blog, but I had to share what my husband said today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed when I came in from work a white powder on the kitchen floor. I knew he had something to do with it because he is a mess maker. We all have our talents. Here is a little bit from our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- "Hey Earle do you know what that is on the floor?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earle- "Nope" (with a sly smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- "Think real hard."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earle- "Oh yeah. I put baby powder in my drawers. It must have fell out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- I was speechless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-7103975637839625132?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/7103975637839625132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/08/earles-say-darndest-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7103975637839625132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7103975637839625132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/08/earles-say-darndest-things.html' title='Earles say the darndest things.'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-4712027178011742114</id><published>2010-07-25T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T08:23:43.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know the Plans</title><content type='html'>This past two weeks have been an absolute world wind of time and emotions.I write this not to in anyway brag on myself but to once again marvel in the glory of God's promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things about God is how is can see the entire plan for beginning to end for our lives. We on the other hand can only see small bits at a time. Sometimes he allows us to see how some of the steps have worked together and we have an "oh, I know why that happened now" moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently experienced one of these moments that starts about 9 years ago and has lead to this week.I'm going quick through the memories so hold on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Melinda and I visited Georgia Southern University to look at colleges. I decided to go and then she talked me into rushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined Alpha Delta Pi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet another girl in ADPi named Amanda McKinney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda was killed in a car accident and I was forced to take a good look at my relationship with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started going to Church and meet some really really great friends and my future husband who all happened to be a year younger then me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduated from GSU with and education degree and decided to stay and extra year to get my masters since all my friends were still in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduated from my master's and moved back home to teach. Interviewed at a few schools and did not get the job.- Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offered and accepted a job at LCE (meet some of the most wonderful people, but that's a whole new story)&lt;br /&gt;Taught summer school last year and happened to find that a college nearby was offering a specialist in leadership degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go into curriculum instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told my principal and she said go into leadership.- so I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward about 9 months. I have been working on this degree and I graduate in December. Throughout it all there have been some questions on my heart about my decision to go into it. There have also been laws passed in the time I started I degree that left questions about if this was the right choice for me. I have always known that things would work out like they were suppose to so I tried not to worry about it to much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago our principal sent out an e-mail informing us that our Instructional Specialist, Amy, was being moved to another school. Amy is absolutely wonderful. She does a great job with students, parents, and teachers. I have had the privilege to intern under her for the last 9 months, and I learned a great deal from here in the past school year. I have the utmost respect for her and I know she will do a wonderful job at her new school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This in when the world wind started. In processing Amy's leaving, I learned that I could apply for the job because I was in the leadership program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't tell you the next sequence of events because they happened so fast and I went through so many emotions in my heart. Jeremiah 29:11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will start my new job as Instructional Specialist. I am excited, nervous, and thankful all in the same breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I process the steps that got me here I can't help but smile. God knew and always has known how this would unfold- step by step, decision by decision, and moment by moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signatu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;re Generator&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/3390036484238222830-4712027178011742114?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/4712027178011742114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-know-plans.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/4712027178011742114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/4712027178011742114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-know-plans.html' title='I Know the Plans'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-5879727335159837852</id><published>2010-07-07T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T10:58:31.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping 101 with Meredith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my friend Meredith. There are not many memories that I have from the past 15 years that don't involve her in some way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491220602862438850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TDS8C2jsCcI/AAAAAAAAAt8/rCFl8ZeSs1M/s400/Mer+Pics+Wedding+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has a way of getting herself into some pretty interesting situations, and her questions never seem to amaze me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For example....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A few years ago Meredith and I took&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt; a trip to&lt;/span&gt; Statesboro. Me to see&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt; Ea&lt;/span&gt;rle and Mer to see Russell. We decided to meet back on Sunday afternoon to ride back home together.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One of us suggested that we meet downtown in a store called Paper Doll. When it was suggested Meredith made a funny face and said, "We can go, but those&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt; peop&lt;/span&gt;le in there are kind of snobby."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I did not pay her comment much attention but kept it in the back of my mind. I have been to the store several times and did not remember them being snobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We headed into the store where a big sale was going on. Meredith a&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd I be&lt;/span&gt;gan browsing the store and picking a few things out. Across the room I kept hearing her comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I mean why do they even have these clothes out."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"This are cute, too bad."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Don't even look at these clothes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I slowly turned around and gave her a funny look. I walked over the the rack to see what she was talking about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I finally just asked her what she was going on about. She pointed to several clothes and told me that I could not even try them on because they were not even for sale. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I looked around for a few more clues to what she was talking about. I looked above the clothes and saw a sign that read:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;New Spring Collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not on Sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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="left"&gt;It slowly began to click in my head that the store was having a sale. I then realized what Meredith thought when she saw this sign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;New Spring Collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not FOR Sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I began to laugh and pointed to the word ON which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I repe&lt;/span&gt;ated several time, "It says NOT, not FOR."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span"&gt;I saw the light bulb click in her head to which she started laughing too. &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We quickly headed out with no clothes- for or on sale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was reminded of this story because a few we&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;eke&lt;/span&gt;nds ago Mer and I went shopping again. I suppose they knew she was coming because they had a sign posted for her when we walked in the door!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img class="blsp-spelling-error" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491220577728811922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TDS8BY7XU5I/AAAAAAAAAt0/P_hhohh1e0w/s400/Mer+Fun.jpg" /&gt;Love You Mer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Genera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;tor&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/3390036484238222830-5879727335159837852?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/5879727335159837852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/07/shopping-101-with-meredith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5879727335159837852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5879727335159837852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/07/shopping-101-with-meredith.html' title='Shopping 101 with Meredith'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TDS8C2jsCcI/AAAAAAAAAt8/rCFl8ZeSs1M/s72-c/Mer+Pics+Wedding+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-2950147497523973419</id><published>2010-06-29T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T12:52:48.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the Boro</title><content type='html'>It all started with a quick trip to the gym. I ran (get it) into Brittany B. and we began to plan a small mini vacation to see Meredith in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Statesboro&lt;/span&gt;. I rode over a day early and got to spend the morning with Meredith. Here are some of my favorites moments of a very fun trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meredith got a job teaching 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade next year! So happy for her. We headed over to the teaching tree with a list and Russell's credit card :) She was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;quick&lt;/span&gt; to remind me not to mention that part to him.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpK394A89I/AAAAAAAAAts/zhAXnmTmOSE/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488281421267137490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpK394A89I/AAAAAAAAAts/zhAXnmTmOSE/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few hours later the rest of the crew made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;appearances&lt;/span&gt;- Melinda, Leah, and Britt. Brittany thought I would look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; as a moose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpK3g2q6MI/AAAAAAAAAtk/W1f_k21OsXk/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488281413476870338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpK3g2q6MI/AAAAAAAAAtk/W1f_k21OsXk/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our wonderful host made us chocolate chips goodies and fresh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fruit&lt;/span&gt;. The cookies were gone in about 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpK3BIMIZI/AAAAAAAAAtc/LjQzGFZOSkU/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488281404960416146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpK3BIMIZI/AAAAAAAAAtc/LjQzGFZOSkU/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpK2j08UzI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Rk_7yOIYrRA/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488281397095060274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpK2j08UzI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Rk_7yOIYrRA/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we spent some time talking we headed out the door to go grab some dinner. I can't go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Statesboro&lt;/span&gt; without eating at a little place called El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sombrero&lt;/span&gt;, aka Mexican Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpK2FQoXrI/AAAAAAAAAtM/0WzbJTcmjuA/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488281388889693874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpK2FQoXrI/AAAAAAAAAtM/0WzbJTcmjuA/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make the night even better, Kimberly and Jenna came to eat with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpKKrnyeaI/AAAAAAAAAtE/nfxIrYz4IU0/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488280643273128354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpKKrnyeaI/AAAAAAAAAtE/nfxIrYz4IU0/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mer&lt;/span&gt; and Britt decided to go bush diving in front of El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Som&lt;/span&gt;. If you you want to know more about that you will have to ask one of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpKKar70wI/AAAAAAAAAs8/DTRiyFl4Wpc/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488280638727115522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpKKar70wI/AAAAAAAAAs8/DTRiyFl4Wpc/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we had one exciting event after another planned. We started off with a visit to another wonder place to eat, Heavenly Ham. Melinda was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpKKPOVEJI/AAAAAAAAAs0/-tiJRO31kS4/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488280635650150546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpKKPOVEJI/AAAAAAAAAs0/-tiJRO31kS4/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpKJ1ct2hI/AAAAAAAAAss/9f5bANHGYQ8/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488280628731173394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpKJ1ct2hI/AAAAAAAAAss/9f5bANHGYQ8/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the next stop, Splash in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Boro&lt;/span&gt;. Who says 27 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; can't have fun at a water park. We went down the slide more then once, floated in the crazy lazy river, and relaxed by the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpKJQMjOmI/AAAAAAAAAsk/7EuZ4_E9TYE/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488280618731256418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpKJQMjOmI/AAAAAAAAAsk/7EuZ4_E9TYE/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpJnh2jHMI/AAAAAAAAAsc/NMiqEAAUoig/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488280039355260098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpJnh2jHMI/AAAAAAAAAsc/NMiqEAAUoig/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snuck away from the pool for a little while to see my favorite niece and nephew, Taylor and Tanner. We played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;, dress up, and enjoyed a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Popsicle&lt;/span&gt; action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpJnVv96KI/AAAAAAAAAsU/iSMYEJLvgag/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488280036106430626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpJnVv96KI/AAAAAAAAAsU/iSMYEJLvgag/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpJm6Zy24I/AAAAAAAAAsM/qczWq729wCU/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488280028765674370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpJm6Zy24I/AAAAAAAAAsM/qczWq729wCU/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone meet back up at the house for showers, and we headed for Savannah. We had no real plan in mind so the night got interesting. We started off on river street where we had dinner at 2 different restaurants. The first one had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;awful&lt;/span&gt; service so we left and had a wonderful dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Tubbys&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpJmlSps1I/AAAAAAAAAsE/yhiUKFtcaWA/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488280023098569554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpJmlSps1I/AAAAAAAAAsE/yhiUKFtcaWA/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While eating dinner we hatched a plan to take a ghost tour! Thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Mer's&lt;/span&gt; new friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Droid&lt;/span&gt;, we were able to find the perfect tour and we were on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpJmGW2DtI/AAAAAAAAAr8/tAe_Y1SiSe8/s1600/heast.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488280014794657490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpJmGW2DtI/AAAAAAAAAr8/tAe_Y1SiSe8/s400/heast.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can't be to careful when it come to ghost gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpIu-PNYoI/AAAAAAAAAr0/DLInnqrmoE8/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488279067722343042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpIu-PNYoI/AAAAAAAAAr0/DLInnqrmoE8/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpIukz_QVI/AAAAAAAAArs/UgrPepv9ISQ/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488279060897284434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpIukz_QVI/AAAAAAAAArs/UgrPepv9ISQ/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpIt30fFiI/AAAAAAAAArk/mx8pvwcyCxE/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488279048819775010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpIt30fFiI/AAAAAAAAArk/mx8pvwcyCxE/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; We hated to say goodbye, but we had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; time! We made the long trip back across the state and ready for the next adventure.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpItJj-jmI/AAAAAAAAArU/VvMgpd55C-8/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488279036402503266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpItJj-jmI/AAAAAAAAArU/VvMgpd55C-8/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-2950147497523973419?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/2950147497523973419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/trip-to-boro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/2950147497523973419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/2950147497523973419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/trip-to-boro.html' title='Trip to the Boro'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCpK394A89I/AAAAAAAAAts/zhAXnmTmOSE/s72-c/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-7688263294901965146</id><published>2010-06-28T14:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T14:34:21.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two and Counting</title><content type='html'>Two years ago started just like any other hot June morning. Sun shining down, birds chirping, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alarm&lt;/span&gt; clock sounding, expect for one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; thing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; June 28 happen to be the day we got married.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCkT_xfHIII/AAAAAAAAArM/dzIKgBAii6w/s1600/images%252fProduct%252flarge%252fW0608brittanysteven-260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487939607264174210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCkT_xfHIII/AAAAAAAAArM/dzIKgBAii6w/s400/images%252fProduct%252flarge%252fW0608brittanysteven-260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's hard to believe that two years has already gone by. Earle and I had to celebrate a little early because of our busy summer schedules, but it was perfect. We played around with different vacation ideas, but decided that grilling out at home would be just as good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCkT_fkpocI/AAAAAAAAArE/0QWxex57t8o/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487939602455568834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCkT_fkpocI/AAAAAAAAArE/0QWxex57t8o/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earle did a fabulous job with dinner. Steak, sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;potatoes&lt;/span&gt;, and a hand made salad. Um, yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCkT-zo9yQI/AAAAAAAAAq8/wTyxD_Tmv-Q/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487939590662506754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCkT-zo9yQI/AAAAAAAAAq8/wTyxD_Tmv-Q/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed a nice dinner and talked about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; that had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; in the last two years. It was a great evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCkT-dwQc1I/AAAAAAAAAq0/ndpHLla2TUM/s1600/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487939584787510098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCkT-dwQc1I/AAAAAAAAAq0/ndpHLla2TUM/s400/Mer+5th+Grade+Pictures+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's to Two Years and Counting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-7688263294901965146?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/7688263294901965146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/two-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7688263294901965146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7688263294901965146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/two-and-counting.html' title='Two and Counting'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TCkT_xfHIII/AAAAAAAAArM/dzIKgBAii6w/s72-c/images%252fProduct%252flarge%252fW0608brittanysteven-260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-8930729619054054619</id><published>2010-06-17T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T16:39:53.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>I began grad school classes Wednedsay for my leadership degree. So here is a little recap on the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syllabus says class begins at 9, but I need to meet with my principal. The only time that would work between now and next week was this morning at 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alarm clock and Coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head to LCE to meet Mrs. Lee and Mrs. Thorton. Have a successful meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave just in time to make it to class by 8:55.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observe no one else seems to be here and the doors are locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few more people show up-feel little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now 9:25&lt;br /&gt; 25 minutes pass class to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send out text message- "What times does this stinkin class start?" to a few others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now 4 of us have showed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought: &lt;em&gt;Dr. Patrick changed class to 10am last semester maybe we missed the memo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sit at coffee shop until 10. Still no other classmates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Decide to check e-mail to which I find:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Class will begin at 12:30 tomorrow not 9:00&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Make a really &lt;strong&gt;mad&lt;/strong&gt; face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Got back in the car drove home to take a nap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Finally made it to class at the right time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thank Goodness tomorrow is Friday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Gener&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;ator&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-8930729619054054619?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/8930729619054054619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8930729619054054619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8930729619054054619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-7744799587110142282</id><published>2010-06-15T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T11:56:18.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to the Chapel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; A few weeks ago I noticed my phone had a few missed called from my friend Lindsay. I was very happy she called, but even more excited about the news she was calling about! She was engaged!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lindsay was not only my college &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;roommate&lt;/span&gt;, but played a big role in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spiritual&lt;/span&gt; life. I am so happy for her and Justin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfIv2MFbgI/AAAAAAAAAqE/f5Ia-lk00qE/s1600/June+Blog+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483071795672477186" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfIv2MFbgI/AAAAAAAAAqE/f5Ia-lk00qE/s400/June+Blog+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To make things even better she invited me to a day of dress shopping with her mom and another one of my favorites, Jenna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfIvAomyII/AAAAAAAAAp8/yOz3GYgRZno/s1600/June+Blog+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Jenna and I were q&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;uite the &lt;/span&gt;help and inbetween finding the perfect dress, shoes, and flowers we paused for the occasional picture or 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfIug0hi5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/SNJF_M_RGyI/s1600/June+Blog+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483071772756642706" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfIug0hi5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/SNJF_M_RGyI/s400/June+Blog+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay mom was a wonderful host for the day and a fashion finder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfIuJn5RyI/AAAAAAAAAps/DcJtwT__do4/s1600/June+Blog+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483071766529656610" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfIuJn5RyI/AAAAAAAAAps/DcJtwT__do4/s400/June+Blog+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we were not allowed to take pictures of Lindsay wearing any dresses this was the next best thing. You just have to use your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfIt59s4PI/AAAAAAAAApk/S1FfuZ9GZvY/s1600/June+Blog+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483071762326151410" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfIt59s4PI/AAAAAAAAApk/S1FfuZ9GZvY/s400/June+Blog+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;not hav&lt;/span&gt;e been a true reunion if we did not take a few moments to be our silly selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfICjK9gLI/AAAAAAAAApc/eSOmP0cE1Xk/s1600/June+Blog+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483071017473376434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfICjK9gLI/AAAAAAAAApc/eSOmP0cE1Xk/s400/June+Blog+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfICPWCtXI/AAAAAAAAApU/LY5zyhmHZ-w/s1600/June+Blog+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483071012151145842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfICPWCtXI/AAAAAAAAApU/LY5zyhmHZ-w/s400/June+Blog+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/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;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day contined on with the wedding theme&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfIB4S2LFI/AAAAAAAAApM/XwTky4pABNg/s1600/June+Blog+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483071005963725906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfIB4S2LFI/AAAAAAAAApM%3Cspan%20class=" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;and af&lt;/span&gt;ter a good old southern lunch of BLT's we all headed to Macon for some beautiful engagment pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made do with a car dressing room and after a few wardrobe changes the pictures began!&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfIBABNZ4I/AAAAAAAAApE/XUXQnLOXxL0/s1600/June+Blog+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483070990857365378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfIBABNZ4I/AAAAAAAAApE/XUXQnLOXxL0/s400/June+Blog+017.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay and Justin are to sweet and I can't wait for all the wedding celbrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-7744799587110142282?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/7744799587110142282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/going-to-chapel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7744799587110142282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7744799587110142282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/going-to-chapel.html' title='Going to the Chapel'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TBfIv2MFbgI/AAAAAAAAAqE/f5Ia-lk00qE/s72-c/June+Blog+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-5267010118739139488</id><published>2010-06-07T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T15:23:15.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Fun</title><content type='html'>Just logged onto facebook and this is what my mom has just put up! Too funny ;)&lt;br /&gt;Love you Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try not to laugh, but it was kinda funny when my really sick husband poured himself a big glass of hummingbird nectar instead of his red gatorade!!!! poured it over ice and took a big drink and then started spitting..... and i started laughing!!!!!.....and still laughing!!! he didn't laugh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt; Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-5267010118739139488?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/5267010118739139488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/facebook-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5267010118739139488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5267010118739139488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/facebook-fun.html' title='Facebook Fun'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-4286694916090203609</id><published>2010-06-05T15:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T15:45:32.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Words</title><content type='html'>7 years ago an event was unfolding- that God used to change who I was, who I would become, who I am trying to become daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was awaken by a phone call on June 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; that two sorority sisters of mine had been a car accident. Amanda had been killed on impact and Corrie was in critical condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocked continued to wear on me that day and a sadness consumed me up until the day of the funeral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget setting in a packed church and listening to Stewart preach about how Amanda’s life and death was going to be like a ripple in a pond-going on in all directions and causing change in people.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TArTK49JMQI/AAAAAAAAAo0/CwL7zPNho6A/s1600/an-old-wooden-cross-photographic-print-c12040086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479424080690622722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 401px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TArTK49JMQI/AAAAAAAAAo0/CwL7zPNho6A/s400/an-old-wooden-cross-photographic-print-c12040086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in that church and made a decision to commit- to God-fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always told myself I would fully commit to living for Jesus when I got a job, then it became when I got married, and then when I had kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God grabbed onto my heart that day and reviled that tomorrow is not promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Amanda was in her early 20’s, and her tomorrow was not promised, but she was fully committed to her Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Signa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ture&lt;/span&gt; Ge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nerator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-4286694916090203609?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/4286694916090203609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/4286694916090203609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/4286694916090203609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-words.html' title='No Words'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TArTK49JMQI/AAAAAAAAAo0/CwL7zPNho6A/s72-c/an-old-wooden-cross-photographic-print-c12040086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-7301333359614861720</id><published>2010-06-02T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T14:18:57.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If the month of June did not exist one may argue that neither Earle or I would be walking on this earth today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, out of our parents, grandparents, nieces, and sisters, there are a total of 6 birthdays in the month of June (plus father's day )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This meant one big shopping trip to knock out our list.  We headed to Auburn to hit up Tiger Town. I can't tell you what we got but here are all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; June Birthday Family People!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria- Earle's Mom- June 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad-June 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Momo&lt;/span&gt;- June 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our niece Taylor- June 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristy, my sister- June 3&lt;br /&gt;Andrea, Earle's sister- June 9th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad for June!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Gen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;erator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-7301333359614861720?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/7301333359614861720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-month-of-june-did-not-exist-one-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7301333359614861720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7301333359614861720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-month-of-june-did-not-exist-one-may.html' title=''/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-420834910983220622</id><published>2010-06-01T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T16:36:18.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>123 Cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took a few random pictures on my phone today that I wanted to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First, I finally got the chance to get back in to the grocery store after missing a few weeks due to trips and such. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;continue&lt;/span&gt; to give praises to Southern Savers website. Jeannie, the blogger, is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;genius&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is my trip for today. The total before coupons and sales was $55.00, I payed.............&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TAWXcZ2hnwI/AAAAAAAAAos/D0VyvESAEl0/s1600/money+saved.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477951035997789954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TAWXcZ2hnwI/AAAAAAAAAos/D0VyvESAEl0/s400/money+saved.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; $25.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the way home I took this picture outside my car window. There was no one around, but it made me laugh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;out loud&lt;/span&gt; to imagine what the true story behind this was. I think I may even use this picture as a writing prompt for my students next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TAWXb31j3yI/AAAAAAAAAok/AG-Nmmt8ODs/s1600/WheelChair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477951026866937634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TAWXb31j3yI/AAAAAAAAAok/AG-Nmmt8ODs/s400/WheelChair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&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/3390036484238222830-420834910983220622?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/420834910983220622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/123-cheese.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/420834910983220622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/420834910983220622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/123-cheese.html' title='123 Cheese'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TAWXcZ2hnwI/AAAAAAAAAos/D0VyvESAEl0/s72-c/money+saved.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-6580088420174154082</id><published>2010-06-01T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T16:35:49.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody Likes to Help you Move</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Recently&lt;/span&gt;, I introduce you to my sister, Kristy. She graduated in December and now six months later she has made another big girl decision! She moved from Orlando to Atlanta! (to be closer to her sister I'm sure)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TAWVHsu36cI/AAAAAAAAAoc/yLwTF6apK4s/s1600/December+2009+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477948481265461698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TAWVHsu36cI/AAAAAAAAAoc/yLwTF6apK4s/s400/December+2009+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Several weeks ago I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; message with the subject: Family Fun Day- May 31st in Atlanta- this was code for I 'm moving and I need help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, Kristy said he correctly when she said nobody really likes to help someone move, they just do it because it is the right thing to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom, Earle and I once again loaded up the car (Let me remind you we just spent 24 hours together to and from Miami) to go help with the big move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can see she has a few items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TAWVHfR053I/AAAAAAAAAoU/Nure0syp_Wk/s1600/Kristy+Move.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477948477653968754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TAWVHfR053I/AAAAAAAAAoU/Nure0syp_Wk/s400/Kristy+Move.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was not as bad as it looks and now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kristy&lt;/span&gt; is only an hour away from us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&lt;/a&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/3390036484238222830-6580088420174154082?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/6580088420174154082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/nobody-likes-to-help-you-move.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6580088420174154082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6580088420174154082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/06/nobody-likes-to-help-you-move.html' title='Nobody Likes to Help you Move'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TAWVHsu36cI/AAAAAAAAAoc/yLwTF6apK4s/s72-c/December+2009+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-7350248302186604371</id><published>2010-05-29T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T16:29:44.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bitter Sweet Reunion</title><content type='html'>Most people don't know that I have family way down south in Miami, Florida. A total of 650 miles away to be exact. My dad was born and raised there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday we took a way overdue trip to celebrate the life of a great Pop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop is my dad's father or Joe Bartley or also known Colonel.(more on that later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly for us, Pop passed away on Monday night, but I can tell you that he is in a much better place then he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke, Earle, Mom and I loaded up the car and headed down Wednesday and then finished up the drive on Friday to join my dad who was already there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funeral was a time to say goodbye and remember what made Pop such a great person. Growing up with family so far away we visited much less then our hearts would have liked, but I have some very special memories of our trips to see Grandma and Pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin my dad has 3 brothers, making that a total of 4 boys growing up in under one roof. Someone had to give orders and that happened to be Pop, who soon gained the nickname colonel long before I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a 10 year old hearing this name it could only mean one thing- Pop was a great colonel in the US Navy, so I wrote a essay on him for my class. Imagine my surprise when several years later I realized that colonel was a nick name due to Pop giving orders all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also remember talking very loudly to him over the phone. Loud, because he often thought he did not need to wear his hearing aid to hear. When I say talk loudly it was more like a yell. Fun times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I made the choice to go to Georgia Southern, Pop was quick to tell me that he had spies watching me while I was away at college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also learned the correct way to eat a grapefruit from Pop on one of our visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TAGagLhe6bI/AAAAAAAAAn8/sSVSSVsvvbc/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476828499498953138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TAGagLhe6bI/AAAAAAAAAn8/sSVSSVsvvbc/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the last picture I have of Pop and myself.  At 82 he made the 650 mile trip to our wedding. What a precious memory I have of him that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope he had is hearing aid in for God or that he is not giving to many orders up there! We love you Pop and will see you again in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Me,&lt;/span&gt; all who are weary and heavy laden,and&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt; will give you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rest&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Matthew 11:28&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" 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/3390036484238222830-7350248302186604371?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/7350248302186604371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/05/bitter-sweet-reunion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7350248302186604371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7350248302186604371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/05/bitter-sweet-reunion.html' title='A Bitter Sweet Reunion'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/TAGagLhe6bI/AAAAAAAAAn8/sSVSSVsvvbc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-6477668364933250930</id><published>2010-05-18T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T17:48:02.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah for Birthdays and Random Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>Twenty- Seven years ago this sweet little friend of mine was born. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Meredith!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Wish I could be there to celebrate with you.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S_MzrRLkxKI/AAAAAAAAAn0/3RCj1HKVkzI/s1600/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472774790624625826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S_MzrRLkxKI/AAAAAAAAAn0/3RCj1HKVkzI/s400/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers like their sleep and after hearing the news that our new work hours would be starting 15 minutes earlier and ending 15 minutes later next school year,  a sudden celebration/stress &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reliever&lt;/span&gt;/get away afternoon was planned. The trip took me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kanada&lt;/span&gt;, Amy, and Brittany all the way to down town to talk, eat, shop and we even snuck in a little game of trivia. It was a much needed break and I am thankful as always I have such wonder friends and coworkers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S_Mzq8p11YI/AAAAAAAAAns/fvZrCPvQ1HA/s1600/May2010+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472774785114428802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S_Mzq8p11YI/AAAAAAAAAns/fvZrCPvQ1HA/s400/May2010+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(P.S.- Check out Amy's new stylish bangs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-6477668364933250930?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/6477668364933250930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/05/yeah-for-birthdays-and-random-tuesdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6477668364933250930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6477668364933250930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/05/yeah-for-birthdays-and-random-tuesdays.html' title='Yeah for Birthdays and Random Tuesdays'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S_MzrRLkxKI/AAAAAAAAAn0/3RCj1HKVkzI/s72-c/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-211755506001233482</id><published>2010-05-14T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T12:51:08.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurry Up October</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going to see Sugarland in concert October 14!!!!! So excited.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-2pfnWqGII/AAAAAAAAAnk/1nBCLIkUMoE/s1600/sugarland31_h_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471215482930075778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-2pfnWqGII/AAAAAAAAAnk/1nBCLIkUMoE/s400/sugarland31_h_e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&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/3390036484238222830-211755506001233482?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/211755506001233482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/05/hurry-up-october.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/211755506001233482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/211755506001233482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/05/hurry-up-october.html' title='Hurry Up October'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-2pfnWqGII/AAAAAAAAAnk/1nBCLIkUMoE/s72-c/sugarland31_h_e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-4120260030244712422</id><published>2010-05-13T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T17:24:13.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A goodie but oldie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of my favorites!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; For &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; know the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;plans&lt;/span&gt; I have for you, declares the &lt;strong&gt;LORD&lt;/strong&gt;, plans to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;prosper you&lt;/span&gt; and not to harm you, plans to give you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;future&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-4120260030244712422?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/4120260030244712422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/05/goodie-but-oldie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/4120260030244712422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/4120260030244712422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/05/goodie-but-oldie.html' title='A goodie but oldie'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-2876921642176700825</id><published>2010-05-12T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T18:21:28.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week of Family and Friends</title><content type='html'>This past week has been one with good food, great family, and wonderful friends. Here is a look at the week in pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mom, Dad, Brooke, and Momo let me experiment on them with a new Paula Dean Recipe(Everyone survived)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470554196031190338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tQDpr2NUI/AAAAAAAAAnc/zksgQ26DryQ/s400/May2010+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even had out door dining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tO2abc0pI/AAAAAAAAAnU/jEhBgzc9dp4/s1600/May2010+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470552869085958802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tO2abc0pI/AAAAAAAAAnU/jEhBgzc9dp4/s400/May2010+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A much needed time was spent with these lovely teachers after a long, but fun, field day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tO13UFqnI/AAAAAAAAAnM/-2aS8mzIGYI/s1600/May2010+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470552859659840114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tO13UFqnI/AAAAAAAAAnM/-2aS8mzIGYI/s400/May2010+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things got a little crazy, blame it on the heat from field day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tO1Zci9jI/AAAAAAAAAnE/EeHZndjzlZM/s1600/May2010+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470552851642250802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tO1Zci9jI/AAAAAAAAAnE/EeHZndjzlZM/s400/May2010+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470552839705160178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tO0s-hafI/AAAAAAAAAm8/SmY963ZildA/s400/May2010+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lacy and CJ came to town for a little visit. We got a little pedicure action going on and listened to her brother's band play. So glad to see this one in LaGrange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tO0T4QqmI/AAAAAAAAAm0/T65IHaDqEeo/s1600/May2010+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470552832968010338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tO0T4QqmI/AAAAAAAAAm0/T65IHaDqEeo/s400/May2010+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tOcmajFrI/AAAAAAAAAms/hR3vRcTlDOE/s1600/May2010+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470552425626801842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tOcmajFrI/AAAAAAAAAms/hR3vRcTlDOE/s400/May2010+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My cousin Danielle turned 20. Wohoo. We celebrated with two of my favorite things Mexican food and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470552400418687394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tObIgdyaI/AAAAAAAAAmU/BjeU2nkVWvc/s400/May2010+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My grandmother all pretty in pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tOcN01etI/AAAAAAAAAmk/NnFbPGL2fGk/s1600/May2010+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470552419026172626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tOcN01etI/AAAAAAAAAmk/NnFbPGL2fGk/s400/May2010+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tObkNqIYI/AAAAAAAAAmc/QyrK7OslciY/s1600/May2010+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470552407855997314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tObkNqIYI/AAAAAAAAAmc/QyrK7OslciY/s400/May2010+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (notice Earle telling the story about his stitches in his hand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It had been way to long since I got to see these girls. Of course there were stories about teaching and food in the mix. Michelle, Casey, and Allison are my high school teacher friends. It's good to keep people that are in higher places as your friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tOa2O-LpI/AAAAAAAAAmM/0Kyp4fs1Ptc/s1600/May2010+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470552395513474706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-tOa2O-LpI/AAAAAAAAAmM/0Kyp4fs1Ptc/s400/May2010+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a happy rest of the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;F&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; 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school we discussed how much our family shapes our lives and the point they have now brought us too-how true that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We celebrated with a late and delicious lunch at Brooke's cute little house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469430977487120530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-dSfuijKJI/AAAAAAAAAmE/O0bhP_A8pmc/s400/May2010+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; There was plenty of yummy food to go around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-dSfGT752I/AAAAAAAAAl8/gIXypvjZ0vM/s1600/May2010+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469430966688409442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-dSfGT752I/AAAAAAAAAl8/gIXypvjZ0vM/s400/May2010+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lots of presents too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S-dSeQHgXEI/AAAAAAAAAl0/RYZF-SNSw90/s1600/May2010+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469430952140758082" style="DISPLAY: block; 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tonight for a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cinco&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; mayo after party tomorrow and wanted to share. Easy, quick and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mexican Pinwheels&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 block of Cream Cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Half a jar of salsa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chili &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shredded&lt;/span&gt; Cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6-8 Tortilla (I used 6')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix cream &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cheese&lt;/span&gt; and salsa. Spread &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mixture&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tortilla&lt;/span&gt;. Sprinkle with chili &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;powder&lt;/span&gt; and cheese. Roll up tortilla in wrap and let chill before cutting into pieces. So good! 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After hitting the first tee they discovered that had all hit their ball over the fence around the course and into a field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earle nominated himself to jump the fence and get the balls. He located every one's golf balls and then "he got greedy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As his eyes scanned the field to much delight he found golf ball cemetery. He then began to pick up as many balls as he could hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he reached down to pick up the last ball a flash of black lighting caught his eye. Coming at the speed of Cheetah was a dog on a mission: to get the golf ball man out of his yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without much thinking, Earle took off running and &lt;strong&gt;almost&lt;/strong&gt; cleared the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did a little tuck and roll action and  landed on his back - manged to do some pretty good damage to his hand and leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 stitches later the story is something we can laugh at. I imagine it to be something like the scene from Sandlot when the boys hit the baseball over the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has claimed revenge on the deadly pup the next time he plays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy birthday Earle and thanks for always making us laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Si&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;gnature Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-6065312336162087018?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/6065312336162087018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/05/greedy-golf-ball-man.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6065312336162087018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6065312336162087018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/05/greedy-golf-ball-man.html' title='Greedy Golf Ball Man'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-468841447319703461</id><published>2010-04-22T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T16:22:32.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S P R I N G  - B R E A K</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DXyQLtScI/AAAAAAAAAlc/o2WgXchzbAY/s1600/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you are a teacher, you need a spring break. If you don't teach, then you don't know what I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This spring break was an eventful week, that included a trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Statesboro&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tybee&lt;/span&gt; Island, Hilton Head, and Shorter Alabama. Here's a quick recap of the week in pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pending&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;much needed time with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mayfield&lt;/span&gt; Klan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DXx-ps5-I/AAAAAAAAAlU/XZY-hHWfvbk/s1600/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463103601631881186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DXx-ps5-I/AAAAAAAAAlU/XZY-hHWfvbk/s400/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; P&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ink stylish sunglasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DXxU1KzjI/AAAAAAAAAlM/8zfLS_zfTqQ/s1600/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463103590405688882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DXxU1KzjI/AAAAAAAAAlM/8zfLS_zfTqQ/s400/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;acing for Easter eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DXxARrqzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/R9s7Z8fcK9I/s1600/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463103584888138546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DXxARrqzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/R9s7Z8fcK9I/s400/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'&lt;/span&gt;m spelling spring break in case you don't get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ot&lt;/span&gt; all looking at the camera at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DXwpWcVnI/AAAAAAAAAk8/3aU74sf8qMk/s1600/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463103578734089842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DXwpWcVnI/AAAAAAAAAk8/3aU74sf8qMk/s400/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;rilling some chickens (vegetarians turn your head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DWuM3PpkI/AAAAAAAAAk0/4QO3WA7t0Fo/s1600/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463102437215675970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DWuM3PpkI/AAAAAAAAAk0/4QO3WA7t0Fo/s400/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;uster&lt;/span&gt; enjoying the weather&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DWt36sJnI/AAAAAAAAAks/zE6SUoQRSHY/s1600/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463102431592982130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DWt36sJnI/AAAAAAAAAks/zE6SUoQRSHY/s400/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;elaxing&lt;/span&gt; in this tub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DWtUdmoXI/AAAAAAAAAkk/PwV2HbYQU-o/s1600/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463102422075744626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DWtUdmoXI/AAAAAAAAAkk/PwV2HbYQU-o/s400/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;aster Eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S9DWs_NugxI/AAAAAAAAAkc/aPDBRCtWxuU/s1600/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463102416372007698" style="DISPLAY: block; 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It matters not if they are my best friend or some poor strange on the street. They fall, I laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may cause this immature, but I like to think of it as a good sense of humor. I knew it would always come back to get me soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pretty friend Jenna has a few of the best falling stories I know. I was a first hand witness to one of the times. I still laugh out laugh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I think about it. She tells the story with great detail. &lt;a href="http://jennababe.blogspot.com/2009/08/friday-tale-about-falling.html"&gt;Please read here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S85AL96iWyI/AAAAAAAAAkM/bIfMRsv12p8/s1600/JT%27s+Camera+2+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462373972389813026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S85AL96iWyI/AAAAAAAAAkM/bIfMRsv12p8/s400/JT%27s+Camera+2+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can also remember being outside the biology building at Georgia Southern one day when again someone fell down, and I could not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;contain&lt;/span&gt; my laughter. It was a rainy may day and this innocent little college student hit the wet payment and books went a flying! I did manage to ask her if she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; and wait &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; she walked inside before the laughter began. Again, I still laugh out loud when I think about her falling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This takes me to part two of the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will call it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Payback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I decided to go out and enjoy the nice spring weather with a little walk/run with the dogs. Everything seemed to be going perfectly fine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt;... I'm not really sure what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I was minding my on business walking down the road when some how I manged to just fall down. Nothing in the road, no distractions, nothing, I was even walking. I hit the ground with a roll and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thud&lt;/span&gt;. It was as if an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;invisible&lt;/span&gt; foot has crossed my path to trip me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was greeted by the dog looking into my face with a "what in the heck" look on it. To which I did what I do best when someone falls: I started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not stop thinking about how funny that must have looked to anyone that saw it. I mean one minute up and walking and the next second down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The laughter was premature because of the damage done during the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S85ALeykfKI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DbXRdf9Zc8I/s1600/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462373964034899106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S85ALeykfKI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DbXRdf9Zc8I/s400/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;managed&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;scrape&lt;/span&gt; my legs right before our beach trip and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S85AK-aGuyI/AAAAAAAAAj8/_DP1bb_V-Uw/s1600/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462373955342351138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S85AK-aGuyI/AAAAAAAAAj8/_DP1bb_V-Uw/s400/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; break my I-pod all in one fall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All is good though because it still works, just no screen anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly to say, I will continue to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt; if you fall, but you are welcome to do the same at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-4104014646949140489?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/4104014646949140489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/04/watch-your-step.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/4104014646949140489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/4104014646949140489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/04/watch-your-step.html' title='Watch your Step'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S85AL96iWyI/AAAAAAAAAkM/bIfMRsv12p8/s72-c/JT%27s+Camera+2+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-5063178367240644281</id><published>2010-04-18T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T17:47:48.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincident: I think not</title><content type='html'>If I ever take a step back from the big picture and look at how God uses small moments to get something done, I am always amazed. What we like to think of as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coincidents&lt;/span&gt; are actually a plan working itself out. I had one of this realization today, and the sequence of events made me do nothing but smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of five months ago a meeting was schedule at my school. Among other things on the agenda was a reference to a website that our local library was in charge of. The site allowed library members to download books. A few days passed, and I tried it out only to fine that my library card would not let me in. I made a mental note to stop by the library (which I have not been to in several years) and get it taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S8uihEgx7LI/AAAAAAAAAjs/JoRYlmqCe0I/s1600/board_meeting.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461637662147472562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S8uihEgx7LI/AAAAAAAAAjs/JoRYlmqCe0I/s400/board_meeting.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile about 536 miles away in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Statesboro&lt;/span&gt; my friend Meredith (seen on the left) had been suggesting to me that I needed to read a book by some King something person. I too made a mental note to check on this when I had the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S8uiT6OEcsI/AAAAAAAAAjk/HRNHRbZOsCg/s1600/n50500811_30648334_4627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461637436046340802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S8uiT6OEcsI/AAAAAAAAAjk/HRNHRbZOsCg/s400/n50500811_30648334_4627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. After several more weeks of my same old routine I finally took the time to stop by the public library and renew my library card (which they now have on key &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chains&lt;/span&gt;) before we hit the beach for spring break. I picked out a few of my favorite authors forgetting all about Meredith's suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S8uiTsyJFHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/WYMBbctzVDk/s1600/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461637432439542898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S8uiTsyJFHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/WYMBbctzVDk/s400/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring break came and went and we spent one of those nights with Meredith and Russell, where once again the book came into my path. A copy of one of the books by this author was sitting on dresser in the room we stayed in. I caught the full name of the author to remind myself I needed to try and pick up a copy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I returned from a much needed break a nice little jury summons letter was waiting on me. Jury duty 101 was in my near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461637665759536290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S8uihR99pKI/AAAAAAAAAj0/jiCmIK_f37U/s400/jury_box.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To tell you the truth I was a little excited about Jury duty. I sat for several hours in a room with nothing more then TV and stale air. We were released at 11 and had a 2 and half hour lunch break. I thought to myself where in the world am I going to go for 2 hours and sit. Then it hit me: the library of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S8uiTUcE9KI/AAAAAAAAAjU/MaWhYA3IGz8/s1600/board_meeting.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing on the Internet and searching though some books, God brought a thought to me-Meredith's book. I strolled on over to the K section and after a few minutes of searching I found the book she had suggested. I checked it out and headed back to my jury room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S8uiTP3Gd_I/AAAAAAAAAjM/UufIhx5nAF0/s1600/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461637424675715058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S8uiTP3Gd_I/AAAAAAAAAjM/UufIhx5nAF0/s400/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I began reading the book last Monday and finished it up on Saturday. The book followed a young couple, who with God's guidance, overcame obstacle to make their marriage work. The part that really spoke to me in this book was the way that God spoke to the characters though bible verses. They called on him during difficult times and he provided scriptures to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew this would something I needed to work on myself. I wanted to be able to call on scripture in times of need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where God leads me into the last part of this story, but not the last of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Sunday school we were asked to take an index card and write down a measurable goal that we wanted to accomplish by the first day of summer. It took no longer than a minute before God spoke loud and clear to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Learn my scriptures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S8uiSqlF-eI/AAAAAAAAAjE/4Bm2dfJLbrk/s1600/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461637414668073442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S8uiSqlF-eI/AAAAAAAAAjE/4Bm2dfJLbrk/s400/Easter10%26SpringBreak10+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the next part of the journey starts ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&lt;/a&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/3390036484238222830-5063178367240644281?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/5063178367240644281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/04/coincident-i-think-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5063178367240644281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5063178367240644281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/04/coincident-i-think-not.html' title='Coincident: I think not'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S8uihEgx7LI/AAAAAAAAAjs/JoRYlmqCe0I/s72-c/board_meeting.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-3093529901375436755</id><published>2010-03-22T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T18:47:08.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving Money 101</title><content type='html'>Earle and I have prayerfully decided to put our house up for sale to see if anything happens. This leads me into two thoughts. My times has been stretched because of getting the house ready to be seen by strangers and this has also caused me to look for ways to save money for the down payment on the next house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to admit that looking for ways to save money is fun and I enjoy trying to save the most money each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have ever seen the target commercial below you will appreciate the following blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yo-d_oJbuLc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yo-d_oJbuLc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. The New Salon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Now, this may look like a really bad idea to some of you, and it took lots of staring at the boxes in the store before I convinced myself I needed to try and highlight my own hair. I combed the aisle's of CVS for several minutes before I made my selection of the perfect shade of blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S6gVA_cYv1I/AAAAAAAAAi0/B3q6WFoAkHY/s1600-h/blogmarch+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451630455706664786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S6gVA_cYv1I/AAAAAAAAAi0/B3q6WFoAkHY/s400/blogmarch+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was very surprised to find that coloring one's own hair calls for more parts then my car's engine. I &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;fanned &lt;/span&gt;my spread out and began the process by reading the directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S6gVAJOO0DI/AAAAAAAAAis/g3bQjtDpkUQ/s1600-h/blogmarch+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451630441151778866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S6gVAJOO0DI/AAAAAAAAAis/g3bQjtDpkUQ/s400/blogmarch+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soon called for backup, beautician Earle to the rescue, to help with the back of the hair. I followed the direction for the first few steps then decided to add my own twist because it did not seem I was seeing any results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After squirting every bit of solution into my hands I lathered up my entire head (I do not suggest that you do this). I wanted to make sure it "worked" (remember we are working on saving money here and I did not want to have to buy a second box) so I kept it on for more then the recommended time limit just to be sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S6gU_Q_DVKI/AAAAAAAAAik/L5nxAWnKp1s/s1600-h/blogmarch+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451630426055726242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S6gU_Q_DVKI/AAAAAAAAAik/L5nxAWnKp1s/s400/blogmarch+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to say that I did not come out with blue or orange hair. I am not sure that there was even a difference, but at least I can say I tried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451630019447597266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S6gUnmQHqNI/AAAAAAAAAic/I2i1Niw6ty8/s400/blogmarch+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 2. The New Weekend Getaway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago a great plan was hatched by my friend Casey, a wine tasting weekend in Helen, Georgia. This plan excited my very much and the weekend sounded like tons of fun.  For a different number of reasons our weekend getaway was never had, but we did the next best thing- (and saved money) a wine tasting night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S6gUnIjZjUI/AAAAAAAAAiU/9Q4VfCQpyRY/s1600-h/blogmarch+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451630011475397954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S6gUnIjZjUI/AAAAAAAAAiU/9Q4VfCQpyRY/s400/blogmarch+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone gathered at the house and brought a bottle of wine they wanted to try along with an appetizer. I am really fond of food too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not weekend getaway in Helen, but it was quite a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S6gUmhsSI3I/AAAAAAAAAiM/6grEQ4A9gLQ/s1600-h/blogmarch+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451630001043678066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S6gUmhsSI3I/AAAAAAAAAiM/6grEQ4A9gLQ/s400/blogmarch+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our wine tasting table before everyone arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke brought two very yummy appetizers. She is very talented and has recently started blogging on her creations. Take some time to look at her recipes. She puts a healthier twist on some favorites. &lt;a href="http://brooke-lindsey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brookes' Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Below we have Key Lime Coconut Cupcakes and freshly made bruschetta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451629997189241058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S6gUmTVUGOI/AAAAAAAAAiE/7cPpKV-oefs/s400/blogmarch+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451630457928089698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S6gVBHuBAGI/AAAAAAAAAi8/7eeqaQ9GnLk/s400/blogmarch+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Grocery Shopping to a new level&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Earle and I first got married I tried to clip coupons, by tried I mean I did it one time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I discovered the best thing since sliced bread: &lt;a href="http://www.southernsavers.com/"&gt;Southern Savers&lt;/a&gt; blog. My sweet friend Jenny tracks the sales at grocery stores and organizes the coupons for you. If you really want to save money you really need to dig into this blog. It has saved me tons in just a few weeks. Here are a few of my shopping trips I am the most proud of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CVS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6 pack of Bounty paper towels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 Oral B toothbrushes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4 boxes of cereal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Total Before Coupons: $25.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I payed: $4.25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Publix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 Pack of Chicken Breasts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 Bottles of Vitamin B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 Yoplait Yogurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 tub of I can't Believe its not Butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Total Before Coupons: $16.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I payed: $3.52&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; More savings to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great money saving week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-3093529901375436755?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/3093529901375436755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/03/saving-money-101.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/3093529901375436755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/3093529901375436755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/03/saving-money-101.html' title='Saving Money 101'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S6gVA_cYv1I/AAAAAAAAAi0/B3q6WFoAkHY/s72-c/blogmarch+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-8789667867198358389</id><published>2010-02-18T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T16:54:09.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biggeset Loser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S33eEUfyd3I/AAAAAAAAAh0/HCxTedp5wcM/s1600-h/BiggestLoserLogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439748090736310130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S33eEUfyd3I/AAAAAAAAAh0/HCxTedp5wcM/s400/BiggestLoserLogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; About a month ago our school was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;challenged&lt;/span&gt; by the middle school next door. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;competition&lt;/span&gt; involved a biggest loser challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Teams of three could enter&lt;br /&gt;2. Weigh ins are every three weeks&lt;br /&gt;3. The team with the highest percentage of weight loss would win the prize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the announcement was made at a faculty meeting, eyes began to dart all over the room as teachers begin to pick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; teams. I can't say that it is a good thing that someone wants you on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; team because they probably think you need to lose the most weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preceding some cut throat discussions and a mean game of rock paper scissors the teams were formed and team names were made up. Some of these include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to lose then you think&lt;br /&gt;No Mo Muffin Tops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; Fat&lt;br /&gt;Fatty Boom Batty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was all a buzz the next day as carrots replaced chocolate and strawberries replaced sugar. It only took a few days before the kids wanted to know why all of us were in bad moods ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;competition&lt;/span&gt; has been a great learning experience. I have really taken the time to research foods and what they provide to the body, besides taste. Earle and I joined the gym, where I am proud to say that after a month of working out and watching the calorie intake I lost .5 of an oz! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; 1/2 of an ounce, and that was after I used the potty too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the pounds may not be coming off like I would like, I do feel better and have more energy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;throughout&lt;/span&gt; the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Sig&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;nature Gene&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;rator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-8789667867198358389?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/8789667867198358389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/02/biggeset-loser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8789667867198358389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8789667867198358389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/02/biggeset-loser.html' title='The Biggeset Loser'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S33eEUfyd3I/AAAAAAAAAh0/HCxTedp5wcM/s72-c/BiggestLoserLogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-816085875822549250</id><published>2010-02-15T11:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:29:09.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backfire of a Plan</title><content type='html'>Listening to a professor for 5 hours may sound like fun to some people, but I do not particularly fit into that category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my class on Saturday my brain started wondering all over the Internet. I came across a pet adoption agency and found a ball of fur that tugged on my little heart strings. This adorable small find was Cliff the Cocker Spaniel.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438550505787653218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S3mc3s5-fGI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ICZ8couGbt8/s400/coker.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A plan quickly came to mind. I posted a link to help find Cliff onto Earle's facebook wall. I thought he surly could not miss the hint then. I have a dog who I love very much so this "hint" was nothing more then a way to pass the time in class. Little did I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later Cliff had been forgotten when I learned of a new word: Goldendoodle- a mix of a Golden Retriever and a Poodle. Seems that all the dog wall posts have sparked a doogie nerve in Earle's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A student of his was in the process of trying to give away their 2 year old Goldendoodle, Rusty. I approached the situation very carefully asking the most important question first: How much does he weigh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The response I was given by his student was about 40 pounds. Earle teaches math support classes so that should have triggered something right there. They also e-mailed me a picture of Rusty so that I could too see how cute he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S3mc3V_0VjI/AAAAAAAAAhk/8WKMlD4l41M/s1600-h/ruspuppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438550499638138418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S3mc3V_0VjI/AAAAAAAAAhk/8WKMlD4l41M/s400/ruspuppy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After receiving the picture. I responded with just one word, precious. (He looked about 40 pounds to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward a few hours later after a long day of teaching and a good run at the gym. I walk into the kitchen and find....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S3mc3L_pmGI/AAAAAAAAAhc/-qTFt2i7zlY/s1600-h/rus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438550496953079906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S3mc3L_pmGI/AAAAAAAAAhc/-qTFt2i7zlY/s400/rus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The real 70 pound Rusty looking up at me. Getting a dog without really thinking your getting a dog can be a little shocking to the system. I was a little quiet for a while to say the least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I am settled with the idea that Rusty is joining our family things have settled down a bit. 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A few days before the test, he had to stop all his medicine to get an accurate measurement of his blood and protein levels. The good and bad news was that he got sick the day he went of the medicine… bad because he feel asleep, good because we know that the medicine must be helping in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few boxes of cookie crisp and a few thousand nerds we headed up to Emory to drop him off. They hooked him up to the machines and he did what he does best, slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we made the trip back up to pick him up. I walked in to find they had turned him into a mummy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435177765727474258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S22hYZFJklI/AAAAAAAAAhE/LaYoicamVak/s400/0124001335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They waited until I arrived to do the spinal tab and the blood work, lucky me. He did such a great job considering he was sleepy sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long weekend but the tests were run and a few more boxes of cereal were eaten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always some of the things that come out of his mouth during this time never surprise me. Here is a snapshot of living with a real live Rip Van Winkle…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·        To the Korean doctor at Emory- “You got pretty skin. Can I touch it?” and “Does your daddy own Kia?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·        To Dr. Rye during the blood work as he takes off the band on his arm “Let’s do this another day, okay?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·        As I walked by the bathroom, while he was taking a bath I hear this song- “I’m in Jamica Mon, I’m in Jamica man.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·        Tell Andrea and Whitfield bye” Bye raaaatard!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always a interesting time to say the least with spiritual lessons along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is up and feeling better!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signatur&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; 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This can be a little strange when a 27 year old pulls out her cherry flavored liquid Tylenol to take for a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently hit a milestone in my pill taking journey and taught myself to swallow a very tiny pill each day. it continues to be a struggle on some nights but I fight through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what seemed like a typical Thursday night in our house turned into another documented sign that I do have a small espohagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking my usually nightly very small pill when it get stuck. Stuck in my throat that is. After a few seconds I realized that I was not dead, but this little thing was uncomfortably lodged in the side of my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did what any mind abling citizen would do at this point...googled it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pill stuck in Throat" came up with lots of hits.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the advice included:&lt;br /&gt;eat applesauce&lt;br /&gt;drink water&lt;br /&gt;wait&lt;br /&gt;eat bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trying a few of these with no luck I decided to jump up and own on the bed hoping I could force it down or maybe stand on my head to make it come back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10 pm I was still not dead so I decided I would just have to wait for the stubborn thing to dissolve. I put on my pajamas, tucked myself in, and somewhere during the night the pill continued its journey down my digestive track to the correct place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should google small throat disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-6382742916908940048?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/6382742916908940048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/01/small-neck-big-mouth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6382742916908940048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6382742916908940048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/01/small-neck-big-mouth.html' title='Small  Neck-Big Mouth'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-8033797239561958564</id><published>2010-01-04T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:40:28.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brittany, "I mean where have the past two week gone?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Earle. "Brittany, we did a lot!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas break has come and is almost gone. Tomorrow the sound of a blaring alarm clock will resume its' job as my wake up call. Earle was right. We did more then a lot over the break. We had a few adventures, constructed a few houses, and even saw some old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing else can start a two week vacation off then to drive to Orlando to see my favorite older sister graduate. We packed up the truck and headed down south. I was well equipped with movies for the entire trip there and back. Kristy is a very smart person and even managed to get two degrees. Notice all the honor cords around her neck. We did a lot of eating and laughing the entire weekend. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqcnWYyJI/AAAAAAAAAg8/05FkrNJ21mE/s1600-h/December+2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423084309883439250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqcnWYyJI/AAAAAAAAAg8/05FkrNJ21mE/s400/December+2009+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was very quick to remind anyone that forget that it was HER day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqcSkU6bI/AAAAAAAAAg0/pFAewk0FArs/s1600-h/December+2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423084304304761266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqcSkU6bI/AAAAAAAAAg0/pFAewk0FArs/s400/December+2009+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very soon after the Orlando trip, the second big adventure of the break began: Gingerbread Wars, version 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how the first annual gingerbread war came about last year, but I do have sad memories of the results. Out of the four entries I placed 4th. With the losing pressure from last year mounted on my shoulders I began to do a little gingerbread building research. Some may call this cheating, but I like to call it strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The competition started off a little slow, but things quickly began to pick up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0Kqb5Ryx0I/AAAAAAAAAgs/rkJ2w8H5Tyk/s1600-h/22047_227000262116_509422116_3751145_8288255_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423084297516140354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0Kqb5Ryx0I/AAAAAAAAAgs/rkJ2w8H5Tyk/s400/22047_227000262116_509422116_3751145_8288255_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a new entry this year. Earle decided to join the competition at the last minute. Well actually the night before. He stayed up until midnight perfecting his gingerbread creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0Kqbld5iSI/AAAAAAAAAgk/nuQVYdzl5Xk/s1600-h/December+2009+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423084292198205730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0Kqbld5iSI/AAAAAAAAAgk/nuQVYdzl5Xk/s400/December+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the final masterpiece: Gingerbread Cabin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqbUljW4I/AAAAAAAAAgc/4XbsKgGxWVo/s1600-h/17250_1213831902160_1119660219_30599804_2319351_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423084287666903938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqbUljW4I/AAAAAAAAAgc/4XbsKgGxWVo/s400/17250_1213831902160_1119660219_30599804_2319351_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entries were lined up and the secret voting began. We have a very technological savvy way of doing this. Mom places a number on each house and we vote for the one we like the best.  I was very nervous as this point in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqGv1M8oI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Z-UdWgeJ8g4/s1600-h/17250_1213831782157_1119660219_30599801_705736_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423083934203048578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqGv1M8oI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Z-UdWgeJ8g4/s400/17250_1213831782157_1119660219_30599801_705736_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the results were tallied, a tie! Andy skyped in at the right moment and gave his vote from Korea via web cam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last the winner was revealed: First place...........me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the family picture we took after the competition I was very excited over my victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqGXaT6DI/AAAAAAAAAgM/DLnHZVdgB0A/s1600-h/December+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423083927647807538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqGXaT6DI/AAAAAAAAAgM/DLnHZVdgB0A/s400/December+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the victory fresh on my mind. We headed out for a busy, but fun day of Christmas family visiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7:00- Wake up and pack the car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8:00- Mom and Dad's for Santa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:00- Aunt Teri's for brunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3:00- The Tanners' for a quick shower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4:15-Nana's house for a little visit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5:00- Andrea and Jason's for a Christmas dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:00- Bed at the Tanners&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right guinness book of world records. We hit up seven houses on Christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to hang out with some pretty awesome and excited kids. Taylor loves her Uncle Earle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqGO_OXiI/AAAAAAAAAgE/CRnmKwP5EXs/s1600-h/December+2009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423083925386714658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqGO_OXiI/AAAAAAAAAgE/CRnmKwP5EXs/s400/December+2009+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried several times to take this. Taylor kept saying, "Let me see me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqFgI5S3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/g9YcBVsIeYw/s1600-h/December+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423083912810810226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqFgI5S3I/AAAAAAAAAf8/g9YcBVsIeYw/s400/December+2009+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor also took time out of her schedule to put on a fashion show for us. I think she did her make up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqFXiL_5I/AAAAAAAAAf0/u7SpDtfbQ48/s1600-h/December+2009+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423083910500974482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqFXiL_5I/AAAAAAAAAf0/u7SpDtfbQ48/s400/December+2009+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be wondering where Tanner man was hiding all this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Santa came through and brought nothing other then a Wii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0Kpoxa3vgI/AAAAAAAAAfs/-Vura-FQOHE/s1600-h/December+2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423083419233402370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0Kpoxa3vgI/AAAAAAAAAfs/-Vura-FQOHE/s400/December+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a very eventful Christmas day a little R and R time was much needed with some beautiful college buddies. These two helped me forget about the traveling blues and catch up on some good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KpoZejioI/AAAAAAAAAfk/clNgjap4Pf4/s1600-h/December+2009+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423083412806404738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KpoZejioI/AAAAAAAAAfk/clNgjap4Pf4/s400/December+2009+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even got Earle and Josh to stop talking for a moment and give me a quick pic. BFFs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0Kpn4gOfFI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Fr4VMFtdkZc/s1600-h/December+2009+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423083403955043410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0Kpn4gOfFI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Fr4VMFtdkZc/s400/December+2009+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last big adventure involved some extremely cold weather, extremely bright lights, and extremely fun friends. Lindsey and her boyfriend met us as we went though some very pretty Christmas lights. It was freezing, but fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brooke is trying to thaw out. She is still a little white from being frozen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KpnlDNk4I/AAAAAAAAAfU/BtFz9HPSj_s/s1600-h/December+2009+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423083398733075330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KpnlDNk4I/AAAAAAAAAfU/BtFz9HPSj_s/s400/December+2009+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0Kpnbk2hBI/AAAAAAAAAfM/uMb1-rzE4dU/s1600-h/December+2009+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So friends, it saddens me to say that Christmas break  2009 is now a part of my past. Here's to just as many adventures in 2010!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I leave you with a few videos from our two weeks.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xuM0ZLHvJoU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xuM0ZLHvJoU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EFaO7cQX3WU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EFaO7cQX3WU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&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/3390036484238222830-8033797239561958564?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/8033797239561958564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8033797239561958564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8033797239561958564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-break.html' title='Christmas Break'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/S0KqcnWYyJI/AAAAAAAAAg8/05FkrNJ21mE/s72-c/December+2009+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-8133533557247063327</id><published>2009-12-21T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:40:12.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LCE Idol</title><content type='html'>Every year our school holds the annual LCE Idol. Each grade level puts on a show for the kids. They have a great time and so do we. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sad to say that I missed it this year due to a very important sister's graduation. I have located three of the last four years for your viewing pleasure. The fourth one is hiding, but when I find it you will to get to enjoy it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d6MQt3LTf8Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d6MQt3LTf8Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hxcB6QiUb30&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hxcB6QiUb30&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUysgre4gnk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUysgre4gnk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" 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/3390036484238222830-8133533557247063327?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/8133533557247063327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/12/lce-idol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8133533557247063327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8133533557247063327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/12/lce-idol.html' title='LCE Idol'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-4806586524111197368</id><published>2009-12-21T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:51:06.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Progressive through Some Food</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, we had a progressively good time with some Sunday school friends of ours. It was decided to spread the Christmas Cheer at three houses by celebrating with a progressive dinner.  We ate way to much and laughed just as hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feast began with a colorful spread of appetizers at Lindsay and Foster's house. Some of my favorites included: Heathbar Apple Dip, Fondue Cheese, and of course some Mexican Salsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_qbQJb2bI/AAAAAAAAAfE/rdRTjVdsfdM/s1600-h/December+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417806630661904818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_qbQJb2bI/AAAAAAAAAfE/rdRTjVdsfdM/s400/December+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After stuffing our faces full, it was on to the next stop. Adam and Amy did a fabulous job with the main course. Casey's casserole was even edible. We enjoyed a fantastic main course of some good old southern cooking. Chicken, corn, mac and cheese, and green beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_qbEqZl9I/AAAAAAAAAe8/FRzUuQnqzjM/s1600-h/December+2009+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417806627578943442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_qbEqZl9I/AAAAAAAAAe8/FRzUuQnqzjM/s400/December+2009+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The set up was better then a five star restaurant and the service was great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_p20iGuKI/AAAAAAAAAe0/j7n92EJrjoo/s1600-h/December+2009+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417806004773894306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_p20iGuKI/AAAAAAAAAe0/j7n92EJrjoo/s400/December+2009+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my favorite meal of the day, dessert! We scurried off to Jack and Sara's house to enjoy a spread of deliciousness that included cheesecake and homemade hot chocolate. I tried one of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_p2AYaiFI/AAAAAAAAAes/YzLPoTLRNfA/s1600-h/December+2009+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417805990774605906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_p2AYaiFI/AAAAAAAAAes/YzLPoTLRNfA/s400/December+2009+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, our Sunday school class agreed to celebrate the real reason behind the season......presents : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_p1qwAHtI/AAAAAAAAAek/IZ8ITXJvuxg/s1600-h/December+2009+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417805984967958226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_p1qwAHtI/AAAAAAAAAek/IZ8ITXJvuxg/s400/December+2009+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm just kidding we love Jesus also. We had a very "colorful" gift swap that left a few embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and Amy paused a moment to proudly display their new gifts......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_p1brWrzI/AAAAAAAAAec/0uBy5XiXo1E/s1600-h/December+2009+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417805980921933618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_p1brWrzI/AAAAAAAAAec/0uBy5XiXo1E/s400/December+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure which part of the progressive dinner I would entitle this, but Jack showed us how he likes to dress up as an old women and dance around his house singing Christmas music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_p0i6ffvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/CD_YmjN38wM/s1600-h/December+2009+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417805965684604658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_p0i6ffvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/CD_YmjN38wM/s400/December+2009+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The food was wonderful and good times were had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-4806586524111197368?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/4806586524111197368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/12/progressive-through-some-food.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/4806586524111197368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/4806586524111197368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/12/progressive-through-some-food.html' title='Progressive through Some Food'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_qbQJb2bI/AAAAAAAAAfE/rdRTjVdsfdM/s72-c/December+2009+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-5201947630198517557</id><published>2009-12-21T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:29:02.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Big Girl Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_m2PxTw5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/THA7GCTGd2w/s1600-h/Whitneys+Shower.Brooke+Korea+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417802696370668434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_m2PxTw5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/THA7GCTGd2w/s400/Whitneys+Shower.Brooke+Korea+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some things we know about Brooke:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. She likes to pretend she is Korean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2.  She makes really good Buffalo Chicken Dip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. She just moved into a cute little house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_m1v-WSNI/AAAAAAAAAeE/3Fqnp_MAuuo/s1600-h/December+2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417802687835424978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_m1v-WSNI/AAAAAAAAAeE/3Fqnp_MAuuo/s400/December+2009+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke and her friend Jessica moved into this darling little thing. I was given the grand tour of the place when I arrived and even got to meet their ghost they have living with them, Mr. Willie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh in her moving clothes I caught her proudly displaying her keys and her cute new bedspread. (Overstock.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_m1YGxRiI/AAAAAAAAAd8/hNKFU4h_yjQ/s1600-h/December+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417802681428297250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_m1YGxRiI/AAAAAAAAAd8/hNKFU4h_yjQ/s400/December+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_m1HvksHI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Y17XjxA-T2Q/s1600-h/December+2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our tour then took us into the living room to see the stylish decorations of Brooke and Deb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sy_m06feRLI/AAAAAAAAAds/TUaxmrAD1AA/s1600-h/December+2009+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417802673478845618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SyAhx23iThI/AAAAAAAAAdk/nRDkMsbkack/s400/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SyAhxnvxX9I/AAAAAAAAAdc/5Dt9gg0N1i4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413363888465993682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SyAhxnvxX9I/AAAAAAAAAdc/5Dt9gg0N1i4/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SyAhxCttrwI/AAAAAAAAAdU/O-YGAl7DzW8/s1600-h/16735_1193042342434_1119660219_30553928_298541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413363878525251330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SyAhxCttrwI/AAAAAAAAAdU/O-YGAl7DzW8/s400/16735_1193042342434_1119660219_30553928_298541_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SyAhw0pJXYI/AAAAAAAAAdM/KHg05fkttnw/s1600-h/13351_679051663191_33000077_38453096_2109803_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413363874747997570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SyAhw0pJXYI/AAAAAAAAAdM/KHg05fkttnw/s400/13351_679051663191_33000077_38453096_2109803_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, Mom had a birthday. Now I am not going to say how old she turned but here is a list of &lt;strong&gt;FIFTY SEVEN&lt;/strong&gt; random things we all love about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She use to try and scrub off her freckles when she was younger&lt;br /&gt;She had me, Brooke, and Kristy.&lt;br /&gt;She takes care of Charlie&lt;br /&gt;She is a great gift giver&lt;br /&gt;She cooks wonder dressing for Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;She loves and accepts everyone she meets&lt;br /&gt;Her middle name is Carol&lt;br /&gt;She sneezes every time she eats a York Peppermint Patty.&lt;br /&gt;She likes to drink Margaritas&lt;br /&gt;She has a green thumb&lt;br /&gt;She always has a stylish no ride&lt;br /&gt;She makes up words Example: Thunk, a verb, past tense of think&lt;br /&gt;She makes up phrases Example: I swear on a bear.&lt;br /&gt;She read us stories before bed when we were little&lt;br /&gt;She works in her PJs some days&lt;br /&gt;When she tells stores, she gets very animated&lt;br /&gt;She cries during George of the Jungle&lt;br /&gt;She brings home any dog that she sees on the side of the road&lt;br /&gt;She secretly wants to be a rocket&lt;br /&gt;She would marry George Straight if he asked her today.&lt;br /&gt;We think that when she was little she had Elvis sheets on her bed.&lt;br /&gt;She will not try clothes on at the stores, if she can not wear them she gives them away.&lt;br /&gt;She types fast&lt;br /&gt;She has not found out about all the stuff we did growing up&lt;br /&gt;She likes to keep the house clean&lt;br /&gt;She married Dad&lt;br /&gt;She is not only a dog whisper, but a fish whisper as well&lt;br /&gt;On the side she rescues frogs out of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;We can keep up with her but looking at her facebook status.&lt;br /&gt;The older she gets the higher her heels get&lt;br /&gt;She ordered 10 different dresses for my wedding&lt;br /&gt;The more she drinks the louder she gets&lt;br /&gt;She is always smiling&lt;br /&gt;Her make up always looks pretty&lt;br /&gt;She does not like for you to take pictures of her in the morning&lt;br /&gt;She if extremely afraid of black grasshoppers&lt;br /&gt;She is hiding her GPA from college from Brooke and I&lt;br /&gt;She loves Christmas decorations&lt;br /&gt;She is a secret Sci-Fi junkie (all into planet of the apes)&lt;br /&gt;She hates the way she looks in tennis shoes&lt;br /&gt;She will not get a pedicure because she thinks the people are going to talk about her toes in Korean.&lt;br /&gt;She is a great Mom&lt;br /&gt;She is into the same music that my kids listen to&lt;br /&gt;She does not like to fly&lt;br /&gt;No matter how she feels at a party she will dance&lt;br /&gt;She really can’t handle long island ice teas, but she has not learned that yet&lt;br /&gt;She helped me plan a perfect wedding&lt;br /&gt;She has two cars so she will not put miles on her new car.&lt;br /&gt;Her initials spell DCB&lt;br /&gt;She does not talk about people badly&lt;br /&gt;All of her teeth are brand new (Thank you Dr. Childress)&lt;br /&gt;She is good at her job&lt;br /&gt;She cried every time Brooke and I pulled out of the driveway for college.&lt;br /&gt;She is a good speller&lt;br /&gt;She got a tattoo after she almost gave Brooke a spanking for getting one&lt;br /&gt;She came to all our school plays, honor days, and everything else growing up.&lt;br /&gt;She does not act like she is&amp;amp;*$$%&amp;amp;*W!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; 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The kids have been doing this since Kindergarten so they pretty much know how it goes. I just happen to have my cell phone laying on my desk yesterday. It was turned to vibrate. I usually put in in my purse on on the mouse pad in case it were to go off.  Yesterday, I had it sitting on my computer, when what you do know, it rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I would just walk over, cut it off and that would be that, but yesterday, as I walked over to the phone to cut it off, I turned around and all my kids were walking very quickly to the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that somehow they had managed to all come up with a plan to escape class as the very exact moment I turned my back, I asked, "What are yall doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a very puzzled look they replied, "Fire Drill!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that it took me a minute to stop laughing. 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Compliments of the 4th and 5th grade teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One of my favorite things about my job (besides the whole reach a child thing) are the people I work with. There is always a bright smiling face roaming somewhere on our hall or a funny story to share at the lunchroom table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every Christmas we like to get together and celebrate a little, and this year was no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Friday at 2:45 sharp we made a b-line for the door to get "our party on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned before, we really don't ever get together without some sort of food involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2pXGfDR3I/AAAAAAAAAcc/tNjyLlFnVc8/s1600-h/LCE+Christmas+Party+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412668541512140658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2pXGfDR3I/AAAAAAAAAcc/tNjyLlFnVc8/s400/LCE+Christmas+Party+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy was estatic over her cute snowman. He even makes a few pictures during the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412676482241857298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2wlUAjBxI/AAAAAAAAAcs/A_KRSPdqFao/s400/LCE+Christmas+Party+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2osLjF1CI/AAAAAAAAAcM/NtxyqBPcJr8/s1600-h/LCE+Christmas+Party+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kanada has been trying to steal one of these from my house since she saw it a few months ago. I decided it would be better if she had one that said her name on it, not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2or1gpnFI/AAAAAAAAAcE/nfxws78tXxo/s1600-h/LCE+Christmas+Party+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412667798221069394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2or1gpnFI/AAAAAAAAAcE/nfxws78tXxo/s400/LCE+Christmas+Party+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Brittany had been at Quantum training all day, I decided not to make her pause and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2orXV9npI/AAAAAAAAAb8/5nPFOjKVCys/s1600-h/LCE+Christmas+Party+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412667790123179666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2orXV9npI/AAAAAAAAAb8/5nPFOjKVCys/s400/LCE+Christmas+Party+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anne was very happy about her candle and book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412676492028004226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2wl4dvx4I/AAAAAAAAAc0/PptHqrsOp4g/s400/LCE+Christmas+Party+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim loves music. Kim loves i-tunes. Kim loves her gift card to i-tunes. We love the cookies that Kim brought. (pictured below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2oq6W1dMI/AAAAAAAAAb0/WB50HDqP_Uw/s1600-h/LCE+Christmas+Party+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412667782342210754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2oq6W1dMI/AAAAAAAAAb0/WB50HDqP_Uw/s400/LCE+Christmas+Party+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christy's toes and eyes were happy. She was all smiles about her pedicure gift certificate and the magazine to compliment it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2oMCGbXTI/AAAAAAAAAbs/su5j21vPUBI/s1600-h/LCE+Christmas+Party+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412667251844930866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2oMCGbXTI/AAAAAAAAAbs/su5j21vPUBI/s400/LCE+Christmas+Party+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the contest winner for the cutest coffee cup! It is the perfect gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2oLmSEXHI/AAAAAAAAAbk/hVdG8UigsF8/s1600-h/LCE+Christmas+Party+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412667244377562226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2oLmSEXHI/AAAAAAAAAbk/hVdG8UigsF8/s400/LCE+Christmas+Party+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the gifting giving portion of the night was coming to a close, it was time for, well I am not really sure what happened at this point. We figured out the timer on the camera and the pictures will speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. "Ah, let's take a cute group picture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412676494437158978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2wmBcIkEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/xSOHswf7CsY/s400/LCE+Christmas+Party+019.jpg" border="0" /&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/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2oLLeOWpI/AAAAAAAAAbc/dCol5ll5bz0/s1600-h/LCE+Christmas+Party+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Oh cool, let's try to spell LCES."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2oKzcyK3I/AAAAAAAAAbU/c6gpWNcAYGg/s1600-h/LCE+Christmas+Party+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412667230732299122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2oKzcyK3I/AAAAAAAAAbU/c6gpWNcAYGg/s400/LCE+Christmas+Party+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. No comment (please notice that Anne and I are about 1 second behind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412676505670004466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2wmrSQLvI/AAAAAAAAAdE/6fV_Ux5-SOE/s400/LCE+Christmas+Party+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't comment on the picture above, but I can say that when ever this wonderful group of ladies get together we don't do anything but laugh. Merry Christmas LCE girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-2271659487349947139?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/2271659487349947139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/12/tis-season.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/2271659487349947139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/2271659487349947139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/12/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sx2pXirwJzI/AAAAAAAAAck/kY57cM2ZFcU/s72-c/LCE+Christmas+P%3Cspan%20class=' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-2886601304442277714</id><published>2009-12-03T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:21:08.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Soup that Surfed the Web</title><content type='html'>Today I got an e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was titled Santa Fe Soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was from my cousin Lita and it was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recipe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she has never sent me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;recipe&lt;/span&gt; before, and I don't think I have ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;recipe&lt;/span&gt; as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;forward&lt;/span&gt;, but I suppose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; is a first time for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that it is any good, but I thought it was my duty to send it on. Don't want bad cooking luck for 7 year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Santa Fe Soup1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lb. ground chuck (browned and drained)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 med. onion chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 pkg. ranch original dry mix&lt;br /&gt;1pkg. taco seasoning dry mix&lt;br /&gt;1 can 16 oz. kidney beans (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;undrained&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;1 can pinto beans (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;undrained&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;1 can black beans (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;undrained&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;1 10oz. can original &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;rotel&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;undrained&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;1 can diced tomatoes (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;undrained&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;1 can whole kernel white corn (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;undrained&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;2 cups water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook onion and meat til browned....drain...stir in remaining ingredients and simmer for 2 hours. 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What you want and what you get are two different things. The angle is terrible ,but I could not resist putting in on here anyway. I knew a second picture was not an option. Please notice they are both silently protesting in their own ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRzP-nzPNI/AAAAAAAAAa8/6PrbnF3M-k0/s1600/November+2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410075770723974354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRzP-nzPNI/AAAAAAAAAa8/6PrbnF3M-k0/s400/November+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 15-30th- Earle has decided that in order to get ready for the winter months he is going to grow out his beard. You know those 60 degree Georgia winters can get cold! Everytime he passes a mirror he puts his hands in his pocket and smiles at himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRzPlvoGOI/AAAAAAAAAa0/3tzoaPQr5WA/s1600/November+2009+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410075764045912290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRzPlvoGOI/AAAAAAAAAa0/3tzoaPQr5WA/s400/November+2009+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;November 21st- Had grad school class from 9 until 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;November 29th- Rescued all the Christmas decorations from the attic. Took some time to turn Smokey into a reindeer. Don't think he liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRzPUBzdYI/AAAAAAAAAas/-VGW9k87hjE/s1600/November+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410075759290316162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRzPUBzdYI/AAAAAAAAAas/-VGW9k87hjE/s400/November+2009+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 28th- Surprised Mom with a trip to see the Rockettes perform at the Fox in Atlanta for her birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRzPNCsSHI/AAAAAAAAAak/JjC6AwGSecY/s1600/November+2009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410075757414991986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRzPNCsSHI/AAAAAAAAAak/JjC6AwGSecY/s400/November+2009+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 24th-Steve and Maria made the long trip from Statesboro to spend some Thanksgiving time with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 26- Happy Turkey Day! Always so much food, we are so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRy3vl5CsI/AAAAAAAAAac/VVAsoaZLG3M/s1600/November+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410075354372573890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRy3vl5CsI/AAAAAAAAAac/VVAsoaZLG3M/s400/November+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;November 30- Worked on a research paper I put off until the last minute. Imagine that. 20 pages into the first draft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 25th- Had an appointment with Earle's KLS doctor to see whats really wrong with him. (insert laugh here) Basically he has milk in his gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRy3ZExQpI/AAAAAAAAAaU/TqPiO26IKZs/s1600/November+2009+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410075348328071826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRy3ZExQpI/AAAAAAAAAaU/TqPiO26IKZs/s400/November+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 30th- KANADA COMES BACK TO SCHOOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 23-34- New floor instillation begins. We discovered this pretty little thing in the kitchen. Dad voted we should mop it and just save the money. Sorry, couldn't do it. (It smelled so old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRy220G85I/AAAAAAAAAaM/AK0gPhmAh8g/s1600/November+2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410075339131384722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRy220G85I/AAAAAAAAAaM/AK0gPhmAh8g/s400/November+2009+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 22- Did a little room redecorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRy2pAYihI/AAAAAAAAAaE/diwiI1DOM34/s1600/November+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410075335424772626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRy2pAYihI/AAAAAAAAAaE/diwiI1DOM34/s400/November+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 18th- Looked at 9 different floor samples for 4 long hours to try and pick out the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRy2L7iV3I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/f0roouBh-9w/s1600/November+2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410075327619815282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRy2L7iV3I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/f0roouBh-9w/s400/November+2009+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Lets not forget Aunt Teri and Mom's version of the Rockettes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dYg17teDNvI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dYg17teDNvI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-9060487852318290931?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/9060487852318290931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry-november.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/9060487852318290931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/9060487852318290931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry-november.html' title='Sorry November'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SxRzQUqK-8I/AAAAAAAAAbE/A4r8mLqUlaQ/s72-c/November+2009+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-7695533506973111745</id><published>2009-11-15T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:02:46.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in the Boro</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, Earle and I loaded the car and let it do its' thing. We headed to the Boro to meet up with some long lost friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rolled in at about 9 to our first destination, the honeymoonin Russell and Mer's house. We also got a double surprise. Josh and Kimbo came to enjoy the food too. They cooked up a storm for us, and let me say I don't think there were any left overs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught up and covered topics that ranged from Willie Nelson to Christmas stockings. It's such a blessing to have friendships that fall right back into place no matter how long its been since you have seen each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday we had the friends covered, so Saturday we dedicated to spending time with the Tanner Klan, young and old. We celebrated a late birthday complete with cake and ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Andrea and I snuck off for a little sister bonding time at one of my favorite places, the winery. We too covered a range of topics, which we will keep off the world of the internet. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the day with some chili, football, and girl gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, Earle and I packed up the car and let it do its' thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Successful weekend indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-7695533506973111745?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/7695533506973111745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend-in-boro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7695533506973111745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7695533506973111745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend-in-boro.html' title='Weekend in the Boro'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-4657225032361750331</id><published>2009-11-09T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:02:56.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did they Really Just Score Again? Really?</title><content type='html'>I am not what you would call a sports fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, to the average Joe you I might have you fooled. I attend my fair share of football and baseball games, I married a baseball coach, and occasionally I found myself watching a game of football, but the truth of the matter is I have no idea what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for a annual cross town rivalry that sparks some sports emotions I forget are in me until that day. Every year two high schools in our county battle it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have happened to graduate from one of those high schools and Earle just happens to coach at the others of these schools; house divided I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you grew up here its really hard to explain to someone the roots of the Troup verse LaGrange rivalry. You pretty much growing up in this town really disliking the other team. You just have to live here to feel the emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one game I look forward to every year because in that small chance that we beat LaGrange it is a great year for braggin rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke and I geared our selves up with jackets, smiles, and a plan to sneak into the game. After grabbing a quick dinner we proudly displayed our Troup colors as we found some comfortable seats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game also requires some time management skills. Put in lamond terms: get to game early or you will not find a seat or a parking place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the stadium an hour before the game started. Tellin you this is some serious football.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvibVemf0iI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h38HrSFNwWE/s1600-h/trouplggame+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402238546325000738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvibVemf0iI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h38HrSFNwWE/s320/trouplggame+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was not long before I spotted my friend, Spacey Casey, an her adorable mini me, Sarah Kate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvibVLAzpSI/AAAAAAAAAZs/0V6PR2Zb5UI/s1600-h/trouplggame+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402238541066642722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvibVLAzpSI/AAAAAAAAAZs/0V6PR2Zb5UI/s320/trouplggame+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke and I paused from the football frenzy for a quick second to snap a photo. This was when we were still hopeful for the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvibUlI8BlI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ocGPT6WA_ys/s1600-h/trouplggame+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402238530900198994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvibUlI8BlI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ocGPT6WA_ys/s320/trouplggame+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In remembering the fact that I don't really watch a lot of games per say, I will say that I do enjoy seeing the artistic minds of the cheerleaders. The Troup LaGrange game breakthroughs always bring some over the top wording.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvibUazJ_-I/AAAAAAAAAZc/JyBcnTqP1hQ/s1600-h/trouplggame+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402238528124485602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvibUazJ_-I/AAAAAAAAAZc/JyBcnTqP1hQ/s320/trouplggame+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the breakthrough things pretty much went down hill from there. LaGrange scored, then they scored again, and then again after that.....and so on you pretty much get the picture from here on out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So until next year. Go Tigers! Fight! Fight! 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Really?'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvibVemf0iI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h38HrSFNwWE/s72-c/trouplggame+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-6082147240279110238</id><published>2009-11-04T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:58:41.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Cheese</title><content type='html'>My family's last family photo looks something like the one below. Expect for I had thick glasses, a mushroom haircut, and all four of the girls had feathered bangs we proudly displayed.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvIuv0pS4YI/AAAAAAAAAZU/fXT_mkHDh5c/s1600-h/holt-family-138.jpg"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400430302291222914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvIuv0pS4YI/AAAAAAAAAZU/fXT_mkHDh5c/s320/holt-family-138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Though our 1985 picture is certainly a good topic of conversation it was about time to get a updated version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet at some beautiful land to photo some memories. A family member, cousin Buffy, that is trying her hand out at photography helped make it happen and what a great job she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't tell it from the pictures but it was about 50 degrees. What we do for beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400430296592466514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvIuvfamwlI/AAAAAAAAAY8/jOOlnAZsnPc/s320/16735_192157766213_129366251213_3930155_1298575_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvIuvvS2ypI/AAAAAAAAAZM/6QW_x-HSFbE/s1600-h/16735_192178871213_129366251213_3930891_4686945_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400430300854930066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvIuvvS2ypI/AAAAAAAAAZM/6QW_x-HSFbE/s320/16735_192178871213_129366251213_3930891_4686945_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where the coldness finally got to us and we had to get close. Brooke missed the memo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvIueDuigGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/FYS-Q1ic2Dg/s1600-h/16735_192157761213_129366251213_3930154_6579653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400429997102104674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvIueDuigGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/FYS-Q1ic2Dg/s320/16735_192157761213_129366251213_3930154_6579653_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400429989871963410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvIudoyvTRI/AAAAAAAAAYc/b6qMrHJ3Zy0/s320/16735_192139756213_129366251213_3929690_7087885_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvIueKtmE1I/AAAAAAAAAYs/iVVvgu9OwWk/s1600-h/16735_192152796213_129366251213_3930033_7609436_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400429998977192786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvIueKtmE1I/AAAAAAAAAYs/iVVvgu9OwWk/s320/16735_192152796213_129366251213_3930033_7609436_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400429986798217794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvIuddV5qkI/AAAAAAAAAYU/n_Psc2wIqwA/s320/16735_192139746213_129366251213_3929689_5425641_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy also wanted to practice for some upcoming engagement shots. We gladly helped her out and pretended to be engaged again. She even let us bring along our little furry friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvIudoO5lLI/AAAAAAAAAYk/wGZXz-gCyE4/s1600-h/16735_192152766213_129366251213_3930029_1636667_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400429989721642162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvIudoO5lLI/AAAAAAAAAYk/wGZXz-gCyE4/s320/16735_192152766213_129366251213_3930029_1636667_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400430293361259810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvIuvTYOdSI/AAAAAAAAAZE/TFzmUXm5XSQ/s320/16735_192157781213_129366251213_3930157_813301_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She did a fantastic job and I'm sure you will be seeing some of these soon through the form of a Christmas card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3390036484238222830-6082147240279110238?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/6082147240279110238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/11/say-cheese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6082147240279110238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6082147240279110238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/11/say-cheese.html' title='Say Cheese'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SvIuv0pS4YI/AAAAAAAAAZU/fXT_mkHDh5c/s72-c/holt-family-138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-3889330930023871099</id><published>2009-11-02T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:39:22.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a Boat for Halloween</title><content type='html'>It's funny how time just slips away from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Halloween decorations are in the attic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ladder made it to the house but somehow time flew by and before we knew it Halloween was over with our decorations in the attic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we have high hopes for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween entitled a serious of random events that can be summarized into a few fun events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First came class. I not quite sure that I would call this fun, but it was an event none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second came some scary movie bonding with the family mems as we watched a boot leg copy of Paranormal Activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then headed to the mall to find a last minute outfit to wear for some more family bonding time: portraits. (more of that to come later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not really one to watch scary movies but Halloween makes you do some crazy things. As if Paranormal Activity was not quite enough scariness for one night we then rented the Exorcism of Emily Rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I slept with one eye open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although all the scariness seemed to rule the day, we did manage to break away and make a fun video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Aunt Teri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Rq8_C3sm1Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Rq8_C3sm1Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Free Signature Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-3889330930023871099?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/3889330930023871099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-boat-for-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/3889330930023871099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/3889330930023871099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-boat-for-halloween.html' title='On a Boat for Halloween'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-8909919595946529119</id><published>2009-10-30T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:53:11.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 30th</title><content type='html'>Today we took 76 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; graders here....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SutqGN3Zw4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/C9X9u2x7y0w/s1600-h/the-georgia-aquarium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398525233367466882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SutqGN3Zw4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/C9X9u2x7y0w/s320/the-georgia-aquarium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SutqF894f7I/AAAAAAAAAYE/sdHRhkIEHrA/s1600-h/ga-aquarium-whale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398525228831244210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SutqF894f7I/AAAAAAAAAYE/sdHRhkIEHrA/s320/ga-aquarium-whale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SutqFl4lmvI/AAAAAAAAAX8/xe9375V9FrY/s1600-h/325543SchoolChildrenLookingOutSchoolBusWindowsPosters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398525222635018994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SutqFl4lmvI/AAAAAAAAAX8/xe9375V9FrY/s320/325543SchoolChildrenLookingOutSchoolBusWindowsPosters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For those of you that have not really put today's date together with this story, is the day before Halloween. &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 align="center"&gt;Some body at the aquarium thought it would be a good idea to let in any child who wore a costume for half price. I believe that call it "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Scarium&lt;/span&gt; day." Several little kiddies participated. (not sure why they were not in school yet ). For that person I have composed the following letter:&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 align="center"&gt;Dear Aquarium Person who Came up with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Scarium&lt;/span&gt; Day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I teach 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade and today we came to visit you. We had a great time and thought that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;scarium&lt;/span&gt; day was so creative. We however just came for a friendly little visit to learn about some cute little fish. &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 align="center"&gt;My favorite part was when our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;knowledgeable&lt;/span&gt; guide said, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; guys you have about 30 minutes, you can do what you want." I mean I only secretly freaked out a little because everywhere I turned this is the scene I saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SutqFYGppRI/AAAAAAAAAX0/wSD-gQlWRxs/s1600-h/jr-school-halloween-party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398525218935907602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SutqFYGppRI/AAAAAAAAAX0/wSD-gQlWRxs/s320/jr-school-halloween-party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrs. T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Let's do it again next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-8909919595946529119?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/8909919595946529119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-30th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8909919595946529119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8909919595946529119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-30th.html' title='October 30th'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SutqGN3Zw4I/AAAAAAAAAYM/C9X9u2x7y0w/s72-c/the-georgia-aquarium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-6452928061424306975</id><published>2009-10-27T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T14:31:03.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Fun</title><content type='html'>Last year I fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not not with someone, but with something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo name collages, how creative to take different pictures to form words. I quickly scoped out amy new find only to discover that if  I wanted one I would have to spit out about $120!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I had a little problem with this. This averaged out to be $20 dollars a letter. I no math genius but 20 dollars a picture just seemed a little high, so I grabbed my camera and had some photo fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SudlZV_vG_I/AAAAAAAAAXs/aoe68EFLM6Y/s1600-h/Tanner+Project+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397394164502436850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SudlZV_vG_I/AAAAAAAAAXs/aoe68EFLM6Y/s320/Tanner+Project+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SudlZMCXo_I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c4en2h3Ohbk/s1600-h/Tanner+Project+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397394161829127154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SudlZMCXo_I/AAAAAAAAAXk/c4en2h3Ohbk/s320/Tanner+Project+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SudlIhbFSnI/AAAAAAAAAXc/m8qs6wnJ6FE/s1600-h/Tanner+Project+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397393875512150642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SudlIhbFSnI/AAAAAAAAAXc/m8qs6wnJ6FE/s320/Tanner+Project+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SudlIUGwO3I/AAAAAAAAAXU/Xn0_CNspz_E/s1600-h/Tanner+Project+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397393871937223538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SudlIUGwO3I/AAAAAAAAAXU/Xn0_CNspz_E/s320/Tanner+Project+014.jpg" border="0" /&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/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SudlIBiQA-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/vQIBfaDqCYY/s1600-h/Tanner+Project+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397393866952279010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SudlIBiQA-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/vQIBfaDqCYY/s320/Tanner+Project+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SudlHzwC1tI/AAAAAAAAAXE/28QvcohstVQ/s1600-h/Tanner+Project+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397393863252039378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SudlHzwC1tI/AAAAAAAAAXE/28QvcohstVQ/s320/Tanner+Project+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final product: At a whopping cost of 25 dollars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SudlHWtdPhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/2LfrSv78AN0/s1600-h/House+Pictures+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397393855456558610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SudlHWtdPhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/2LfrSv78AN0/s320/House+Pictures+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-6452928061424306975?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/6452928061424306975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/photo-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6452928061424306975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6452928061424306975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/photo-fun.html' title='Photo Fun'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SudlZV_vG_I/AAAAAAAAAXs/aoe68EFLM6Y/s72-c/Tanner+Project+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-1839280207019987186</id><published>2009-10-25T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:11:25.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabulous Fall Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turtle Power&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are some people who look at me when I tell them that I am a teacher in a "what the heck were you thinking" kind of way. No matter what I say to them about the joys of teaching they just don't get why I would purposefully choose to spend my day with kids all day long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well... I have a little surprise for you people. What other job can you do this in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuT8IPvSoGI/AAAAAAAAAW0/7rwEeJGJVSI/s1600-h/1023090859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396715472090734690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuT8IPvSoGI/AAAAAAAAAW0/7rwEeJGJVSI/s320/1023090859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes. we are none other then the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, not only did we get to dress up like this for our annual Character Day, but we also were able to walk the halls of LCE proudly displaying our costumes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So to those of you stuck in an office behind a desk I say, "Turtle Power"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Destination Unknown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After a fun filled day dressed as an Ninja Turtle I was not sure anything else this weekend could top the day, but there was some close competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Somehow I talked my Sunday school class into letting me plan a trip for everyone. Not only would this be trip, but it would be a secret trip or as we called it destination unknown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Basically, this is how destination unknown works (in case you want to be a future event planner). You begin by selected a destination and then the destination becomes unknown to everyone else but you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This particular Destination Unknown consisted of three parts. We will call them: 1. Stuffin our face. 2. Ridin on two wheels 3. Rollin on four wheels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1- Stuffin our face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No good trip is complete with out food. So Cisco's was the wish to our command. Nothing like some good Mexican food to start off the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuT75R424-I/AAAAAAAAAWc/UfWP3oKnVp4/s1600-h/fall+fun+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396715214969693154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuT75R424-I/AAAAAAAAAWc/UfWP3oKnVp4/s320/fall+fun+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new friend Casey. Her husband Ben has a problem. Once he gets his hand on a camera he can't stop taking pictures. This is an example of one of those pictures. I think they have therapist for people like you Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuT75CXMk2I/AAAAAAAAAWU/10xGSou9jJw/s1600-h/fall+fun+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396715210801976162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuT75CXMk2I/AAAAAAAAAWU/10xGSou9jJw/s320/fall+fun+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2-Ridin on two wheels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After dinner part 2 of destination unknown was reveled. A team scavenger hunt. Don't let church people fool you, they are some competitive jokers. Good thing we did not have any sweet old ladies with us, they would have been dust. Here is a list of our items we scavenged for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Items:&lt;br /&gt;___ A receipt for 50 cents worth of gas.&lt;br /&gt;___ A &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;disposable coffee cup with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.diva-girl-parties-and-stuff.com/around-town-scavenger-hunt.html" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;business logo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; signed by an employee.&lt;br /&gt;___ A take-out menu.&lt;br /&gt;___ A free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.diva-girl-parties-and-stuff.com/around-town-scavenger-hunt.html" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;promotional pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (must have company's info on it).&lt;br /&gt;___ A one cent stamp.&lt;br /&gt;___ A newspaper clipping of a women's event.&lt;br /&gt;___ A 1980 coin (any denomination).&lt;br /&gt;___ A family recipe from a local resident.&lt;br /&gt;___ A carved pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;___ A bank deposit envelope.&lt;br /&gt;___ A &lt;a href="http://www.diva-girl-parties-and-stuff.com/around-town-scavenger-hunt.html" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pizza coupon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;___ The business card of a gynecologist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Photos of the Following:&lt;br /&gt;___ Someone walking their dog. .&lt;br /&gt;___ A stranger serenading your team with an instrument.&lt;br /&gt;___ Someone with more than four children (including children).&lt;br /&gt;___ Graffiti in a local business' washroom.&lt;br /&gt;___ Someone 85 years old or older (holding their id).&lt;br /&gt;___ Team sharing one soda (every needs their own straw).&lt;br /&gt;___ A local town official.&lt;br /&gt;___ Team receiving dessert complete with lighted birthday candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of sweet little old ladies. This is our new 91 year old friend. She helped us out with the older then 85 part of the hunt. She was so cute. She even wanted to change shirts for the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuT741Py62I/AAAAAAAAAWM/ED0CTczhdxY/s1600-h/fall+fun+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396715207281273698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuT741Py62I/AAAAAAAAAWM/ED0CTczhdxY/s320/fall+fun+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next came my grandmother to the rescue. She not only was walking her dog, but I raided her house and found pizza coupons, a newspaper, and a recipe. I tried to ask her for a card of an OBGYN, but she just was not with me on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuT74QpHogI/AAAAAAAAAWE/TtCboGXcFq0/s1600-h/fall+fun+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396715197455376898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuT74QpHogI/AAAAAAAAAWE/TtCboGXcFq0/s320/fall+fun+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This here is my awesome team. Secretly I think we won, but the points of the other teams score sheets did not agree. (Mel and Earle I know you cheated somehow-God knows) Quick stop for a few more scavengers items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396715467286696226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuT8H9160SI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ghxEiKa0V2o/s320/fall+fun+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuT74OlOMXI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MxHEvSxc7sw/s1600-h/fall+fun+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396715196902158706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuT74OlOMXI/AAAAAAAAAV8/MxHEvSxc7sw/s320/fall+fun+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This my friends may have been the funniest shots of the night. In the particular restaurant we went to search for graffiti in the bathroom wall, there was none. I first thought it would be a good idea to take a look in the men's bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nose had other plans for me and I quickly ran out to pass the camera on to a more capable team member. He too saw not graffiti, but with the help of a handy dandy pencil in his pocket fixed that problem himself ;) Nothing like vandalizing a bathroom while on a church scavenger hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396715463317680642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuT8HvDocgI/AAAAAAAAAWk/st-5CJen_m4/s320/fall+fun+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3 Rollin on 4 wheels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last stop was a local skating ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I need some of you who were lucky enough to go on the FBC trip to Colorado with Earle to get an image in your head of him "releasing" his none skiing abilities on us and the mountain side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we almost had part duos. Those of you who need to understand that, did :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skating was tons of fun, but the memories of the night were what made the entire night a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-1839280207019987186?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/1839280207019987186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/fabulous-fall-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/1839280207019987186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/1839280207019987186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/fabulous-fall-fun.html' title='Fabulous Fall Fun'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuT8IPvSoGI/AAAAAAAAAW0/7rwEeJGJVSI/s72-c/1023090859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-5604263429423400233</id><published>2009-10-22T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T15:40:55.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ode to 2 and 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I celebrated my 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday with some very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; and there is nothing like starting off the day with your new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; fit wishing you Happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395553469211573554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDbSxr7fTI/AAAAAAAAAVk/9AQLgmJXZd8/s320/27th+Birthday+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;27- The candles on the beautiful cake made by a great husband&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395553477329449362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDbTP7YcZI/AAAAAAAAAVs/XFC5xr1TPGE/s320/27th+Birthday+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;27- The number of minutes these two spent talking about Granger sports.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDbTfeABjI/AAAAAAAAAV0/MqZCoI5RFhM/s1600-h/27th+Birthday+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395553481501181490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDbTfeABjI/AAAAAAAAAV0/MqZCoI5RFhM/s320/27th+Birthday+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7-2= 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$5.00- The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;amount&lt;/span&gt; of money she spent in Korea buying a shirt so she could dress like a present for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDa1LVnAhI/AAAAAAAAAVc/QTFaev1ddAc/s1600-h/27th+Birthday+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395552960701202962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDa1LVnAhI/AAAAAAAAAVc/QTFaev1ddAc/s320/27th+Birthday+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- The number of bible study girls that can fit on one couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDa03fwbhI/AAAAAAAAAVU/RVu3oHL_0xQ/s1600-h/27th+Birthday+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395552955375054354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDa03fwbhI/AAAAAAAAAVU/RVu3oHL_0xQ/s320/27th+Birthday+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- The number of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;super cute&lt;/span&gt; presents I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDa0ldu9pI/AAAAAAAAAVM/YwOdE_bHjwQ/s1600-h/27th+Birthday+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395552950534731410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDa0ldu9pI/AAAAAAAAAVM/YwOdE_bHjwQ/s320/27th+Birthday+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2- A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; character of Earle and I both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDa0T7EXXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/amilmeN0ehk/s1600-h/27th+Birthday+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395552945825930610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDa0T7EXXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/amilmeN0ehk/s320/27th+Birthday+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDa0KYVL1I/AAAAAAAAAU8/DN7jlfCUIy4/s1600-h/27th+Birthday+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395552943264313170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDa0KYVL1I/AAAAAAAAAU8/DN7jlfCUIy4/s320/27th+Birthday+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2- The number of chocolate birthday cakes we celebrated with!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDaM5mvGDI/AAAAAAAAAU0/wVUW5M6qFkk/s1600-h/27th+Birthday+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395552268746430514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDaM5mvGDI/AAAAAAAAAU0/wVUW5M6qFkk/s320/27th+Birthday+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The number of some very random moments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Not sure&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDaMj8W6HI/AAAAAAAAAUs/m2LU4Mw_rhE/s1600-h/27th+Birthday+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395552262931540082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDaMj8W6HI/AAAAAAAAAUs/m2LU4Mw_rhE/s320/27th+Birthday+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Earle's future in the hands of a cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDaMQXNtxI/AAAAAAAAAUk/j-PFkUOhAl0/s1600-h/27th+Birthday+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395552257675474706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDaMQXNtxI/AAAAAAAAAUk/j-PFkUOhAl0/s320/27th+Birthday+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The big mess we made cutting the cakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDaMEDyisI/AAAAAAAAAUc/DLLDJcm0-gU/s1600-h/27th+Birthday+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395552254372776642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDaMEDyisI/AAAAAAAAAUc/DLLDJcm0-gU/s320/27th+Birthday+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Please notice my mother conducted the singing of happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDaL7mRmHI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ZRdcg3fpGj4/s1600-h/27th+Birthday+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395552252101498994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDaL7mRmHI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ZRdcg3fpGj4/s320/27th+Birthday+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Apparently she did like chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDZkSzySnI/AAAAAAAAAUM/xjJwP2Bx2PI/s1600-h/27th+Birthday+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395551571137415794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDZkSzySnI/AAAAAAAAAUM/xjJwP2Bx2PI/s320/27th+Birthday+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Brittany getting rid of her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hiccups&lt;/span&gt; drinking upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDZkA-8bQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ic2fxLFHT7Q/s1600-h/27th+Birthday+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395551566352379138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDZkA-8bQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ic2fxLFHT7Q/s320/27th+Birthday+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Cho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hee's&lt;/span&gt; Dad (something about my family and funny faces)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDZj1Kgg3I/AAAAAAAAAT8/NZS3BtByD7s/s1600-h/27th+Birthday+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395551563179656050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDZj1Kgg3I/AAAAAAAAAT8/NZS3BtByD7s/s320/27th+Birthday+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Priceless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spending time with some special family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDZjIHc48I/AAAAAAAAATs/uGIChuCBCJ0/s1600-h/27th+Birthday+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395551551087240130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDZjIHc48I/AAAAAAAAATs/uGIChuCBCJ0/s320/27th+Birthday+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27, 000&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The amount of money I plan to make from sending this in to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;America's&lt;/span&gt; Funny Home Videos (AKA-Earle hula-hooping on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pY2JuGykDXc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pY2JuGykDXc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-5604263429423400233?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/5604263429423400233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/ode-to-2-and-7.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5604263429423400233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5604263429423400233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/ode-to-2-and-7.html' title='An Ode to 2 and 7'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SuDbSxr7fTI/AAAAAAAAAVk/9AQLgmJXZd8/s72-c/27th+Birthday+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-6552855252590907218</id><published>2009-10-19T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T16:38:11.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Pictures Post</title><content type='html'>Yah for a relaxing Fall Break (minus the 8 hours of sitting in grad school on Saturday) with some good surprises thrown in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First let me begin by explaining why there are a lack of pictures on this post. I let Earle have the camera. I think he forget to take the pictures on Saturday due to the fact he was tyring to tune us out and watch football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot about his picture taking skills and put him in charge again on Sunday, silly girl! Well as it will soon be seen he was zoom happy and got me and Booke, AKA, Cho Hee's heads, sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith came in for a visit and where you find Meredith you will usually find many friends and some good wine. They both came my way on Saturday night and poor Earle had to try and watch TV through the chatter of 5 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught up, laughed, watched you tube videos, and just acted like girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, Cho Hee's flight landed safely and Earle and I were sure to go with Mom and Dad to meet her. We also might have had a embarrassing sign for her when she got of the plane, but those zoom happy pictures will come later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a great time in Korea and even ate a cow liver. Gag me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #999999; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;Fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" 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/3390036484238222830-6552855252590907218?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/6552855252590907218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-pictures-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6552855252590907218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6552855252590907218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-pictures-post.html' title='No Pictures Post'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-5902691755239655807</id><published>2009-10-16T16:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T17:02:27.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trash Fairy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My nose has a problem.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393351106449465490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/StkIQZDhYJI/AAAAAAAAASM/z6GnWxcfkug/s320/0025-0802-2713-0436_clip_art_graphic_of_a_human_nose_cartoon_character_with_welcoming_open_arms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It works really well. I have so much respect for people that work with garbage or sewage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With that said, Earle knew when we got married that I did not do trash. In fact, I contemplated putting this in our wedding vows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before Earle came along Meredith and I had creative ways of taking off the trash...we did not do it. Well, should I say we just kept piling it up in a big garbage can outside hoping some trash fairy would come take it away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;During the first week or so of living together this method worked just find. Then as trash tends to do it began to pile up and smell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We being the bright intellectuals that we were, had a plan. It first involved borrowing her dad's truck to get the ton or so of trash that had piled up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;During those first few weeks of boycotting our trash duties, it had also rained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We rolled up our sleeves, plug our noses, and gave a 1, 2, 3 to which the trash can did not move. It was full of water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Ok we can this."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Let's just dump it over and run."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"1, 2, 3. Go!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For those of you that take your trash out on time let me tell you what happened to our trash. The weeks of sitting outside in the rain made our trash bags not so strong and a few uninvited critters had come to live with the garbage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The moment we dumped the the trash, the bags busted to expose our leftover foods from the last few weeks to which the rainwater washed everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have no words for the smell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At this point I seriously considered calling someone to help us. (911, yes we have an emergency)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We thought through the new plan and decided to use grocery store bags to pick up the old garbage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I mention the smell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lasted for about 20 seconds before I took off running to the side of the house to lets say compose my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These clumsy dance of trash pick-up and run to a safe smelling place lasted for about an hour as we picked up our trash piece by piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All ends well and the trash made it to the dumpster, but not before we coated our noses with scented lotion to mask the smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393351110339417250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/StkIQni9VKI/AAAAAAAAASU/VQHZToirVS0/s320/garbage-can.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lesson: Don't believe in the trash fairy, she will not come and take your old garbage in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-5902691755239655807?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/5902691755239655807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/trash-fairy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5902691755239655807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5902691755239655807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/trash-fairy.html' title='The Trash Fairy'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/StkIQZDhYJI/AAAAAAAAASM/z6GnWxcfkug/s72-c/0025-0802-2713-0436_clip_art_graphic_of_a_human_nose_cartoon_character_with_welcoming_open_arms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-7675672996740698858</id><published>2009-10-15T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:17:19.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will Praise You in the Storm</title><content type='html'>There a a Christian song that states, "I will praise you in the storm and I will lift my hands" What beautiful and difficult words at the same time. We know as Christians were are going to face hardships in life, but at the same time we must remember to praise God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times that can make absolutely no sense. How are you suppose to praise and be thankful during times of hardships?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week a group of wonderful girls that God beautifully orchestrated to meet and myself had the opportunity to share what this meant to us. As Casey so beautifully put it. "There promise in our pain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God does not promise us that life will be fair, but he promised us that he is faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29: 11 says, I know what I'm doing. I have it all planned out--plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a powerful moment to really think back to every single time this promise was fulfilled in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God brought me out tearful breakups and lead me to the husband that I can't imagine life without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God brought me through the death a friend and lead me to an even deeper understanding of what he wants from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God brought me though Steven being sick and lead me to a place where I am even more thankful for everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God brought and continues to bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uHdcyue0bSw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uHdcyue0bSw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" 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/3390036484238222830-7675672996740698858?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/7675672996740698858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-will-praise-you-in-storm.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7675672996740698858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/7675672996740698858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-will-praise-you-in-storm.html' title='I will Praise You in the Storm'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-5661992678147699971</id><published>2009-10-14T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:47:59.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I Help?</title><content type='html'>This past weekend Mom and Dad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;traveled&lt;/span&gt; up the winding North Carolina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mountain&lt;/span&gt; side to spend a little mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vaca&lt;/span&gt; with the Tanner and Kaiser Klan. That left us in charge of the well being of their furry animal friends for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We THOUGHT it would be a good idea to take our own furry friend to help us dog sit. We packed the car up and headed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokey was such a great help. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt; I captured some of his helpful moments of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392634389083881330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/StZ8Z8zmf3I/AAAAAAAAAR0/1dby7AwCI4I/s320/Babysitt+Charlie+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is when he helped out by chewing up the paper plates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392634398516660690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/StZ8af8jSdI/AAAAAAAAAR8/XFGXe2WTphU/s320/Babysitt+Charlie+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In this picture he stood at the door for THIRTY minutes and barked at the cats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392634383859156386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/StZ8ZpV7haI/AAAAAAAAARs/n8z1ACdC3Kw/s320/Babysitt+Charlie+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Let me not forget the stuffed animal that he chewed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So to you Smoke, I say "Thank You" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392634547464050450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/StZ8jK0YFxI/AAAAAAAAASE/hTK6uCPl0BY/s320/Babysitt+Charlie+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/StZ8Yz1rkXI/AAAAAAAAARk/9Soq6LA_PUY/s1600-h/Babysitt+Charlie+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/3390036484238222830-5661992678147699971?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/5661992678147699971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/can-i-help.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5661992678147699971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5661992678147699971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/can-i-help.html' title='Can I Help?'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/StZ8Z8zmf3I/AAAAAAAAAR0/1dby7AwCI4I/s72-c/Babysitt+Charlie+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-8772678179515830921</id><published>2009-10-12T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:59:27.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reason to Celebrate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What does...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. A glowing mama to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. A cake made out of diapers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. And a room full of food...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391845476228085330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/StOu5LZfNlI/AAAAAAAAAQs/0JIJqEM8AWA/s320/Whitneys+Shower.Brooke+Korea+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whitney's Baby Shower!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LCE&lt;/span&gt; we use any excuse to get together with some food (and oh Whitney is going to be having a little baby boy in about a month). Everyone brought their Paula Dean A game on while preparing for this little shin dig. A special shout out to Amy's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cheeseball&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391845481791229010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/StOu5gH2DFI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Gn1Ah8DyKIE/s320/Whitneys+Shower.Brooke+Korea+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Schoonies&lt;/span&gt; to the rescue! No baby shower is complete without the sounds of the Coffee-shop. Thank you to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;XM&lt;/span&gt; radio. Nothing like that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt; everyone is staring at me and it's quiet moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391845494341892098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/StOu6O4J-AI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/m1ei2m2dmks/s320/Whitneys+Shower.Brooke+Korea+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt; spread of fruits, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vegetables&lt;/span&gt; and desserts the party turned to the important part: The presents. Whitney was showered (get it) with so much fun baby stuff, cute adorable outfits, and diapers galore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391845828621744546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/StOvNsKruaI/AAAAAAAAARM/qMl8mb7pXl4/s320/Whitneys+Shower.Brooke+Korea+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A baby can't go wrong with two pack and plays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391845818573630130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/StOvNGvBqrI/AAAAAAAAARE/B5eh0AHmx4k/s320/Whitneys+Shower.Brooke+Korea+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations Whitney. We can't wait to meet Carter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&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/3390036484238222830-8772678179515830921?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/8772678179515830921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/reason-to-celebrate.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8772678179515830921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8772678179515830921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/reason-to-celebrate.html' title='A Reason to Celebrate'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/StOu5LZfNlI/AAAAAAAAAQs/0JIJqEM8AWA/s72-c/Whitneys+Shower.Brooke+Korea+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-8914319642911246755</id><published>2009-10-08T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:38:26.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cho Hee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my sister Brooke's baby picture. We always thought she looked a little like Asian baby ourselves. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390341362022814002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Ss5W6NV3ETI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ETPWjIWecDI/s320/dscf4204asm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Brooke now or as we sometimes like to call her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390341370021669218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Ss5W6rI76WI/AAAAAAAAAPA/9SJGU34wYKY/s320/Whitneys+Shower.Brooke+Korea+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This boy below is the reason she is flying back to visit her homeland. This is Andy aka her beau. He has this thing for Korean people and even decided to go live over there for a year and teach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;. Brooke is flying out tomorrow. Everyone say a prayer.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390341357830190466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Ss5W59uQtYI/AAAAAAAAAOw/e1b42Y37WWI/s320/5333_646319708291_33000077_37324172_5731425_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my mom's feelings on her trip! (Please excuse the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;country&lt;/span&gt; bumpkin interviewer) Have fun and we love you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Ss5W7PShH6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/h8HKB54QO0o/s1600-h/Whitneys+Shower.Brooke+Korea+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6aaea086a7155ec8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6aaea086a7155ec8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330376422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2993FFB756120BBA81E4A5E7ABA7DF7FCAD885D0.3B8AA1BCF649FB54C102D86BB0FD32D71EC5DDD5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6aaea086a7155ec8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DENG1_vKCWUSxGHr9x6FwTaSiPvU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6aaea086a7155ec8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330376422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2993FFB756120BBA81E4A5E7ABA7DF7FCAD885D0.3B8AA1BCF649FB54C102D86BB0FD32D71EC5DDD5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6aaea086a7155ec8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DENG1_vKCWUSxGHr9x6FwTaSiPvU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3390036484238222830-8914319642911246755?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/8914319642911246755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/cho-hee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8914319642911246755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/8914319642911246755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/cho-hee.html' title='Cho Hee'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Ss5W6NV3ETI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ETPWjIWecDI/s72-c/dscf4204asm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-840854890481433236</id><published>2009-10-06T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:18:34.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout Out</title><content type='html'>Last night Earle and I were watching a show called Intervention. The show follows around an individual who is an addict, and the family stages an intervention to get their loved one back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the show we paused to talk about how each person on the show had such a devastating life growing up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching often opens up your eyes to family situations that you don't want to think are possible, or ones that are just not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we are both overwhelmed at how much God  has blessed us as children. We both had loving parents and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;siblings&lt;/span&gt; that showered us with love and support. We don't question God, but it can sure make you wonder why he choose us to both be so lucky. So just a little shout out to God to say, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" 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/3390036484238222830-840854890481433236?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/840854890481433236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/shout-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/840854890481433236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/840854890481433236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/shout-out.html' title='Shout Out'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-9196028951455058510</id><published>2009-10-05T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T14:14:01.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the bride....the bride....the bride...the bride</title><content type='html'>While driving home from Columbus yesterday Earle and I passed by the place we were married at. Through a chain of thoughts I began to thank about all the weddings I have been in and before I realized it I had a goofy grin on my face. I announced to Earle out loud, "I really like weddings." He looked at me as though I was speaking Chinese, to which I turned back to the window with my big old grin. Here are some shots from some of my favorite homeys' weddings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Meredith and Russel are the most recent to join the club of weddings, but what a wedding it was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sspcq6wOTiI/AAAAAAAAAOI/65amSw8HQPY/s1600-h/7218_663617757861_33018668_37938375_6459403_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389221796498001442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sspcq6wOTiI/AAAAAAAAAOI/65amSw8HQPY/s320/7218_663617757861_33018668_37938375_6459403_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my pretty friend Kelley and her husband Jonathan as they left their reception. There wedding was in December, and I thought it would be a good idea to wear open toes shoes to this wedding. I think I lost a toe to frost bite in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sspbx6rsqYI/AAAAAAAAAOA/m3vLMBjYQoc/s1600-h/n50501070_30882365_2142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389220817226475906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sspbx6rsqYI/AAAAAAAAAOA/m3vLMBjYQoc/s320/n50501070_30882365_2142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brittany and Meredith stopped to share a moment at her wedding. She has the best mash potato bar at her wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspbxjpLhOI/AAAAAAAAAN4/27B6UP0Ktpo/s1600-h/n50500811_30619485_6480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389220811041899746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspbxjpLhOI/AAAAAAAAAN4/27B6UP0Ktpo/s320/n50500811_30619485_6480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lacy and CJ were married on a beautiful July day in Athens. The scenery was beautiful and the the flower girls were unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspbxeO85eI/AAAAAAAAANw/bVXwY_3RljA/s1600-h/n4910728_31710655_5833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389220809589712354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspbxeO85eI/AAAAAAAAANw/bVXwY_3RljA/s320/n4910728_31710655_5833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group shot from CJ and Lacy's wedding. Those two girls are not as innocent as they look. During the prayer in the cermony something in their brains told them it would be a good idea to stick flowers down the back of my dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspbxEBo8LI/AAAAAAAAANo/WFbaPTKUaxI/s1600-h/Lacy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389220802554556594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspbxEBo8LI/AAAAAAAAANo/WFbaPTKUaxI/s320/Lacy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melinda and Allen were blessed with a beautiful day and an incrediably backdrop. (I let them used my mansion to get married in.) It was such a fun reception that involved the father of the bride and groom dancing on chairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspbUskQ0GI/AAAAAAAAANY/ctofRGRsDsE/s1600-h/10426_659252271331_33003924_37794974_7162780_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389220315220988002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspbUskQ0GI/AAAAAAAAANY/ctofRGRsDsE/s320/10426_659252271331_33003924_37794974_7162780_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel found this cute umbrealla to showcase her new last name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspbUawfaQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/UzFIugwzp5I/s1600-h/10426_659252261351_33003924_37794972_6956168_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389220310440438018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspbUawfaQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/UzFIugwzp5I/s320/10426_659252261351_33003924_37794972_6956168_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith looked beautiful in her gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspbT3LFLzI/AAAAAAAAANI/uZTcbrJfGgg/s1600-h/10235_544036335166_50500811_31989202_1087972_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389220300888289074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspbT3LFLzI/AAAAAAAAANI/uZTcbrJfGgg/s320/10235_544036335166_50500811_31989202_1087972_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke and Brian's entire wedding weekend was a blast. We had fun from the moment the rehersal started until we left on Sunday. Melinda almost died at Brooke's rehersal dinner because her tounge began to swell. I was the really good friend and took a video of the entire thing. That will come later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspbTsPQ0-I/AAAAAAAAANA/kpGdrZzJAL4/s1600-h/5574_804464759060_4908367_50040362_838459_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389220297953039330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspbTsPQ0-I/AAAAAAAAANA/kpGdrZzJAL4/s320/5574_804464759060_4908367_50040362_838459_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kimberly and Josh tied the knot July 4th weekend and it was a great celebration. She looked beautiful and they left in a really cool car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389218118419885714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspZU02ELpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/DAmMNxrHjBU/s320/Jenna%27s+Computer+478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once you have been in enough weddings you have to get a little creative in your poses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspZVjk3YdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NXhQOvmEKCk/s1600-h/100_1315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389218130964210130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SspZVjk3YdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NXhQOvmEKCk/s320/100_1315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have a great Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/3390036484238222830-9196028951455058510?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/9196028951455058510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-come-bridethe-bridethe-bridethe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/9196028951455058510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/9196028951455058510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-come-bridethe-bridethe-bridethe.html' title='Here comes the bride....the bride....the bride...the bride'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sspcq6wOTiI/AAAAAAAAAOI/65amSw8HQPY/s72-c/7218_663617757861_33018668_37938375_6459403_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-9221607388497110776</id><published>2009-10-04T15:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:23:40.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Cheerleaders Through a Bomb in my Window!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sskt1Mx-YaI/AAAAAAAAAL4/0IufMavZp8g/s1600-h/Random+Events+I+do+not+have+time+to+Organized+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In honor of October I tried to remember my favorite Halloween stories from the past. No sooner had my brain started to take the trip down memory lane did it land two Halloweens back to the fall of 2007. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you teach school the holidays no longer dictate your plans for the night, but rather the time that you can be in bed often control the plans for the night. With that said, Meredith and I settled in for an exciting Halloween night that happen to be a Wednesday to watch some TV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because we are both so mature we thought it would be funny to try and scare each other. Some of our attempts included hiding behind the door and shower curtain and yelling boo! We were cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite all the fun we were having we headed to our rooms to go to bed and and I decided to try one last little trick for my roomie. I called Rachel, our other roommate, to help me with the plan before she got home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meredith's room faced the front of the house with a window in the front. Rachel was going to park down the street and sneak up to her window. At the exact moment Rachel was going to bang on her window I was going to pull the power breaker! Our little trick went a little wrong during the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel and I were texting as we orchestrated our plan. I tip -toed outside Meredith's door hardly able to contain my laughter. Rachel went for it. Several sounds then pieced my ears. I heard not only the expected scream from Meredith, but a crash too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meredith was screaming for me to come in the room. Now, I was standing right outside her door, but I had to wait a few seconds so she did not think I was in on the little joke myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may wonder how you would react in a really scary moment.... with that said you don't want Meredith by your side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rushed into the room where I discovered all but her big green eyes were under the covers. She was screaming for me to turn the lights on but I was laughing to hard and I did not want her to see my face and ruin the joke. She refused to come out from under the covers. Mer was saying a few things I really can't put on here, but among other things she was telling me that someone had thrown a bomb through her window, maybe her cheerleaders! Our town is so unsafe and all, I'm sure this would be most people's first thought :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She then slowly crept out one of her hands to reach her cell phone and call her boyfriend who lived 3 hours away. All this time I am laughing as quietly as I can when it hit me that my other accomplice was outside in the dark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was pretty sure Meredith would not be going anywhere so I went to check on Rach. When I saw her hand I suddenly remembered the crashing sound I heard. Rachel not only banged the window she banged right through it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got her to the sink and cleaned up her little cut. You know how you can feel when someone is watching you? That was the feeling we both got. We slowly turned around to see Meredith standing in the kitchen with us and the wheels in her head turning as she put together what had actually had happened. She was ghostly white and gave us both a few words to mull on for the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meredith was safe from the bomb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel's hand survived&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the window was repaired!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388888569163583682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsktmiMokMI/AAAAAAAAALw/gb7z0413W34/s320/100_0208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trick or Treat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-9221607388497110776?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/9221607388497110776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/cheerleaders-through-bomb-in-my-window.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/9221607388497110776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/9221607388497110776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/cheerleaders-through-bomb-in-my-window.html' title='&quot;The Cheerleaders Through a Bomb in my Window!&quot;'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsktmiMokMI/AAAAAAAAALw/gb7z0413W34/s72-c/100_0208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-871609981837581255</id><published>2009-10-03T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:01:38.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the World Cason</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsfXRiu-n2I/AAAAAAAAALo/Mx8FNC1OW6o/s1600-h/Jeanette+and+Cason+McGill+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388512175553683298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsfXRiu-n2I/AAAAAAAAALo/Mx8FNC1OW6o/s320/Jeanette+and+Cason+McGill+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my proud mama friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kanada&lt;/span&gt;. I think she likes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;UGA&lt;/span&gt; or something. Yesterday she brought into the world a beautiful little boy. 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You can find her roaming the halls LCES. Jeanette is also known as...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Guarder of the Resource Closet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Fixer of the Copier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Tell it Like it iser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Hater of Glitter Pens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Warden of ISS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A few stories about Jeanette...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsfVcRy6p8I/AAAAAAAAALY/BdjLH6SHo4o/s1600-h/House+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388510160962103234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsfVcRy6p8I/AAAAAAAAALY/BdjLH6SHo4o/s320/House+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. One Halloween the 4th and 5th grade decided to dress as Old McDonald's Farm. I volunteered to be the duck, thinking who could mess a duck costume up. I mean yellow and feathers could not be that hard. I worked a few nights on my costume and proudly walked into school. I was greeted by a smiling Jeanette who took one look at me and said, "What are you Big Bird?" The name stuck and I knew then I would not be trying any more duck outfits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. During my first year of teaching I came across some very awesome glitter pens that I vowed to use everyday, who can pass up colorful ink with specks of sparkles in them. I soon learned Jeanette could. She was not only a secretary, but she was a friendly face from the day I started that also liked to tell it like it was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jeanette sent me my first real teacher document to sign for her and I excitedly pondered over the perfect glitter pen color. I believe green was the choice for the day. I don't remember the poor student I sent to redeliver the form back to her, but the moment it reached her desk I heard her voice over the intercom of my classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Um Big Bird?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Yes?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I know you did not sign this form that has to go to central office in a green glitter pen?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It's pretty isn't it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say she really did not think it was to pretty so I was sent a new form and the correct pen to sign it with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was a very special day for many reasons, we got to celebrate with Jeanette as she worked though her last day as a Leopard. The morning started off a little emotional but we made it though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388502776692596658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsfOudP337I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4URaOCQz_7c/s320/Jeanette+and+Cason+McGill+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No celebration is complete at a school without food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388503101243934482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsfPBWS8RxI/AAAAAAAAAK4/4gwB6-0btI8/s320/Jeanette+and+Cason+McGill+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are not perfect, but they were made with love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388502779080754770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsfOumJQRlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/BRBFcu7ZMPw/s320/Jeanette+and+Cason+McGill+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I has one last surprise for Jeanette before the day ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388508713708736610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsfUICW00GI/AAAAAAAAALQ/A-btlolCgfg/s320/Jeanette+and+Cason+McGill+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeanette we love you and know that you will do great at your new job. Come visit us soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388502786553616674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsfOvB-7GSI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Mt7nT2ERn10/s320/Jeanette+and+Cason+McGill+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/3390036484238222830-6979367731856380510?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/6979367731856380510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-and-only.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6979367731856380510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6979367731856380510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-and-only.html' title='The One and Only'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsfPBowqtkI/AAAAAAAAALA/DMv2KZFWsx0/s72-c/Jeanette+and+Cason+McGill+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-5441707834470279524</id><published>2009-09-29T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T13:57:29.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a few of my Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>This February we will celebrate a very special anniversary, with our house. We will have bought the house 3 years ago. I will never forgot the night I moved in because it was such an eventful day. Meredith and I worked all day to get our things put in exactly the right spots. (This was before Earle and I got married, in case your confused)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long day I went to take a shower and Meredith followed when I got out. She first used the bathroom and when she flushed the toilet, that's when the adventure started. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted the shower drain blowing out of the shower and with a fire hydrant span of water behind it. Now I love Meredith, but all of you who know here know exactly what I thought the problem was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few frantic hours it was discovered that the previous owners had managed to flush a kid's toy down the drain to cause a back up in the pipe. Meredith your safe this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these past two years I have been so blessed to get some great stuff for our house and with a little help from our favorite antique stores we have found our own little treasures. Here are a few of my favorite things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This china is such a fun combinations between antique and modern. I love all the different pieces. You can mix and match the designs or keep everything the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386990441429945682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsJvQ9XbTVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/PZ3oywLn4Y8/s320/House+Pictures+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last summer I was desperately searching for a white desk to go in the office. After a very long search I stumbled across this potters' bench in an antique store and it fit the purpose perfectly.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsJv_Go_AwI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ySB2gKvy6Lo/s1600-h/House+Pictures+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386991234193490690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsJv_Go_AwI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ySB2gKvy6Lo/s320/House+Pictures+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These were a gift from a very sweet student of mine last year and her family. They look great in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsJvSMBxWlI/AAAAAAAAAJg/bPJG2ybrxVI/s1600-h/House+Pictures+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386990462545517138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsJvSMBxWlI/AAAAAAAAAJg/bPJG2ybrxVI/s320/House+Pictures+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that caught my attention when I was buying this house was the stone fireplace. It gives the house so much character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386990446222010722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsJvRPN8aWI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/DhgI-2VsSHM/s320/House+Pictures+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsJvRlgupVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/R5rjpCm2V5Q/s1600-h/House+Pictures+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the first piece that we bought and it is still my favorite. It not only serves a purpose by holding our wine, but it is so fun to look at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386989941922641842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsJuz4jmt7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/zHqXBd_rC6I/s320/House+Pictures+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/3390036484238222830-5441707834470279524?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/5441707834470279524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5441707834470279524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5441707834470279524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These are a few of my Favorite Things'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SsJvQ9XbTVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/PZ3oywLn4Y8/s72-c/House+Pictures+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-1323814708160061131</id><published>2009-09-28T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T14:07:50.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexican Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Well the secrets out, I love Mexican food. In fact, I ate it on Friday and Saturday night. Why you may ask. Well here is a little insight into why this delightful meal is just so darn irresistible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Cheese dip&lt;br /&gt;2. Free chips and salsa&lt;br /&gt;3. Let's not leave out the margaritas&lt;br /&gt;4. You can eat for less then $5.00 and be full&lt;br /&gt;5. They make you wear a funny hat on your birthday&lt;br /&gt;6. There is a Mexican restaurant in every town&lt;br /&gt;7. It's always fun to hear the Spanish version of your favorite American songs (you should really listen to the spanish version of Proud Mary)&lt;br /&gt;8. It's as close to Mexico as I will get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" 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/3390036484238222830-1323814708160061131?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/1323814708160061131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/mexican-food.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/1323814708160061131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/1323814708160061131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/mexican-food.html' title='Mexican Food'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-993181007940467945</id><published>2009-09-26T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T10:10:27.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding of Buster and La- September 19, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Happy 1 week anniversary Meredith and Russell. As an anniversary gift to you I am dedicating an entire blog spot to your special day. I know your excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385865079126426418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr5vwQGDAzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/feAplEoYaQ4/s320/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is my Meredith and I was truly honored to be a part of her wedding last weekend. Meredith lights up any room that she walks into and I could not have imagined a more fun weekend with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The weekend started with last minute deliveries of out of town bags before we set up camp at beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fountainview&lt;/span&gt; Mansion for operation wedding. Friday night was filled with rehearsing it up, delicious food, heartwarming stories, the singing debut of Russell, and of course the presentation of the famous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Publix&lt;/span&gt; cake. Meredith helped me a great deal with my wedding and even brought Russell along to help with a very important task, cake testing. Knowing that Russell was part of the clean plate club in school we knew he would do us proud. After several rounds of icing and cake it was time for the final verdict. After pondering with his taste buds for a few minutes, Russell replies that all he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt; for his wedding cake was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Publix&lt;/span&gt; cake that read "Congratulations Russell" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How could we deny him such an easy request. So once again, Congratulations Russell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385867043878575826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr5xinXdntI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/aQE6KT8pxFc/s320/9333_103203629692366_100000081896943_85446_2035039_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we all had our roles rehearsed and our bellies full the girls headed out for a few photos before putting together some last minute details for the big day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385870785032364738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr508YQCIsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/fz0Mb2jM-rE/s320/9333_103203633025699_100000081896943_85447_7245846_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning the preparation began (a special shot out to my hair stylist, Brittany B) and yet again we were treated to a very special brunch with some very special gifts from our favorite bride of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385867457594779058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr5x6slF5bI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZPDhYbqoehs/s320/9333_103203653025697_100000081896943_85452_2616247_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385865656859783826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr5wR4UacpI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Hivb8KRa3Rw/s320/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;These were not only cute bags, but they were home to some very cute gifts as well. I mean who can't use a pair of very comfortable and useful flip flops along with a absolutely adorable towel wrap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385865911268997282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr5wgsES-KI/AAAAAAAAAHg/E9RaJ9K1XYI/s320/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385865803854538466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr5wab6sZuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/PgJqIN29-4o/s320/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;brunch&lt;/span&gt; we did what we do best, take pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385867100857579394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr5xl7oUN4I/AAAAAAAAAIY/VVf5pPINxFw/s320/9333_103203703025692_100000081896943_85467_7265226_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After getting a little bit more comfy the real fun began. I mean whats a wedding without the bride dancing to New York New York with a top hat while her mother plays her comes the bride. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a4fd109127a4538d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da4fd109127a4538d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330376422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4DBB02F548ED96B7D187C0B5F1D67AEA26DBEF9A.306FC2FE0A49C97F2DB914919C8F0C1691407381%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da4fd109127a4538d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmRU3pphAYoOVEtmDXgK8xYgYX2I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da4fd109127a4538d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330376422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4DBB02F548ED96B7D187C0B5F1D67AEA26DBEF9A.306FC2FE0A49C97F2DB914919C8F0C1691407381%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da4fd109127a4538d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmRU3pphAYoOVEtmDXgK8xYgYX2I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We did manage to pull her away from her Broadway Production and get her ready for the role of bride and what a beautiful bride she was. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rus&lt;/span&gt; was not so shabby either ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385866339661220866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr5w5n89jAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TIfZkIpFp-Q/s320/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385867244065842898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr5xuRH05tI/AAAAAAAAAIg/UaWQsWS-Ohk/s320/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did manage to sneak away for a moment a snap a picture with my wonderful husband too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385866485489409538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr5xCHNHHgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tXxnhG9xg9o/s320/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The ceremony was probably not what Meredith had planned out in her head, but it was perfect! I mean who else can say they got married in a thunderstorm? Despite the fact that the groomsmen were holding down the tent so that the wind did not blow us away, the lanterns were spinning uncontrollably above our heads and water was slowly trickling down our backs you could not deny the look of love on their faces as they became husband and wife.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I leave you with one last face. The excitement of my dad as he held a polka dotted umbrella during the ceremony. If rain means good luck on your wedding day, Meredith and Russell you now have a life time of luck and love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385867688785559122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr5yIJ1RPlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oiqiMs1QKq4/s320/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allblogtools.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&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;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-993181007940467945?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/993181007940467945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-of-buster-and-la-september-19.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/993181007940467945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/993181007940467945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-of-buster-and-la-september-19.html' title='The Wedding of Buster and La- September 19, 2009'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr5vwQGDAzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/feAplEoYaQ4/s72-c/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-675818889600515565</id><published>2009-09-25T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:08:26.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nashville in the Minivan</title><content type='html'>As I was driving home today I happened to pass a family in a minivan and my mind instantly went back to one of the funniest moments of my life. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last spring a group of my favorite people and I headed off to Nashville Tennessee to toast the "Wildest Women in Nashville Melinda" before she was off and married. Because we have some many connections we scored no other than a dvd playen mommie cam spying minivan to take on our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385497697194948898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr0hnzv9OSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/CcQZc0L4h_I/s320/3136_629862778111_33003924_36633639_2080885_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Melinda started off driving and needless to say her reputation as the wildest women does carry over to her driving ability. At the threat of us having to stop to take Dramamine she agreed to cool her jets in the backseat and let someone else drive. If we only knew what was coming next!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our friend Brittany so happily agreed to take over the wheel and we soon arrived safely in Nashville. The only excuse I can give to what happens next is that perhaps we had just been in the car too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The directions to our hotel were a little confusing and the Memaw Van got a little turned around. We made an executive decision to pull into the next gas station to get directions. Now let me set the stage for what is about to happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 Girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Minivan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 Lanes of Traffic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Fire Station to our Left with a trusty firefighter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brittany happened to glance to the left and noticed a fire station with a nice firefighter outside talking on his cellphone just minding his own business, little did he know. In order to get in the driveway of this fire stations a very very tight turn would have to be made to the left across two lanes of Nashville Traffic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am not a mind reader or anything but I think the following thoughts went through Brittany's head during that moment, &lt;em&gt;Hey there is a fire station and a nice firemen that looks like he could help us. Here we go. Uh oh I think the minivan is on two wheels, Yikes there is the curve. Oh crap I can't block the fire trucks, better just pull up on this hill and bounce over the ditch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now from the mind of the firefighter, &lt;em&gt;Look at that van, surely that are not turning in here, what the...? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now from my mind. &lt;em&gt;Oh my gosh I can not believe that she just jumped the curve to pull into a forestation and now we are straight up parked on a hill in a minivan in Nashville! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385497801103769506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr0ht21v_6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/ibuCjdUcVvI/s320/3136_629862862941_33003924_36633653_4060321_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After completely realizing what had just happened without missing a beat all of us ducked at the same exact moment to hid our faces while Brittany proudly jumped out to get us directions. (I love Brittany) I am not quite sure if Britt noticed the stunned looked on the firefighters face but we were sure to capture it with our cameras. What we then heard was even more funny that the Evil Knievel act we had just preformed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385497909898911186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr0h0MIiHdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/M2jnjYyaFtE/s320/3136_629862842981_33003924_36633651_6733305_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brittany - "Excuse me sir, I am a citizen in need of service and you are a public servant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With the same what in the expression on his face the nice public servant sent us on her way where we arrived safely in Nashville minivan and all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="67" alt="Free Signature Generator" src="http://www.allblogtools.com/MiSc/Signature-Generator/holdz/z4abac8e8cf545.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&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/3390036484238222830-675818889600515565?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/675818889600515565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/nashville-in-minivan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/675818889600515565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/675818889600515565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/nashville-in-minivan.html' title='Nashville in the Minivan'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sr0hnzv9OSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/CcQZc0L4h_I/s72-c/3136_629862778111_33003924_36633639_2080885_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-3644042808777152128</id><published>2009-09-24T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:38:01.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for</title><content type='html'>In college I lived with some pretty amazing people that liked to look at the bright side of life. If one of us was ever caught complaining we tried to remember three things that we were thankful for in our life. These past two weeks have not been the best so I have been trying to remember what I am thankful for. Little did I know that God was going to show me my three things when I got home from school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. About a year ago Earle and I were lucky enough to find a bible study that was the perfect fit for us. Not only are these lovely ladies friends of mine but they can all cook too. Today I came home to a great surprise from them, chicken, rolls, mash potatoes, green beans, and I included a picture of what I will probably eat first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385145421891387842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrvhOr-oQcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/21l5BCKMpkg/s320/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I really like to have my house clean and usually don't mind doing it, but sometimes its just nice to walk into a house where everything is clean. After the excitement of our chocolate cake I walked back to our room to find no other then super laundry husband doing the laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Srvg4RQfB_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/9OTPOPPaxGo/s1600-h/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385145036761401330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Srvg4RQfB_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/9OTPOPPaxGo/s320/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I did not think it could get any better than super laundry husband and chocolate cake, but I was wrong. I got a surprise in the mail today! My friend Jenna who was one of those college friends that still helps me to be thankful sent us a prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrvgxBe1vqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2JIJ0BnIPhM/s1600-h/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385144912267558562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrvgxBe1vqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2JIJ0BnIPhM/s320/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was really excited. In fact I took this picture 5 times just to capture the right amount of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;excitiveness&lt;/span&gt; on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sent baseball &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hackey&lt;/span&gt; sacks for Earle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Srvgo1BmfTI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Fd8cLe9mXXc/s1600-h/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385144771484745010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Srvgo1BmfTI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Fd8cLe9mXXc/s320/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sweet/funny/silly Jenna would pick out and draw on card and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrvggM1DUtI/AAAAAAAAAGA/e7A5XHp1rtw/s1600-h/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385144623255737042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrvggM1DUtI/AAAAAAAAAGA/e7A5XHp1rtw/s320/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some super stylish office prizes for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrvgTcGzWfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ljo6j9aptxY/s1600-h/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385144404018420210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrvgTcGzWfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ljo6j9aptxY/s320/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of told Earle a little lie about the following. Well you can be the judge. I told him I was getting a picture and a video of him trying out his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hackey&lt;/span&gt; sacks for Jenna to see. I just forgot to tell him that I was showing her through a blog. Good thing he is thankful for me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrvgBm_gdoI/AAAAAAAAAFw/R-9O7uVhaJw/s1600-h/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385144097702966914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrvgBm_gdoI/AAAAAAAAAFw/R-9O7uVhaJw/s320/Mer%27s+WeddingFavs+at+House+and+Blog+Prize+Pictures+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry it is sideways! 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This was not all was the case. In college Greys Anatomy was on Sunday night which also happen to be the same night as Alpha Delta Pi meetings. My senior year you could say&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;tha I had somewhat of an important role in the chapter that required my weekly attendance. Those good old Alpha Dootie Pootie days, in Jenna's famous words! So not much TV watching was going on those nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384820437039986386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Srq5qFEINtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/bggA4tUjM1w/s400/greys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then came Julie AKA Stewart's' wife to the TV life changing moment rescue. She insisted that we all watch the season finale of season one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384822128688089762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Srq7Mi8dyqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9c6k_OzROBQ/s400/n780985346_5607669_5792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is Julie and her special Grey's Anatomy glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I must admit I was not quite ready for how serious those Greys fans were. As we sat down to watch the episode at good old Merrywood (please see picture below) little did I know that I would have to sign a contract ensuring that I was quiet for every second that the show was on. Apparently this unspoken contract exist among all Greys watchers, I almost lost a tongue once for using my cellphone while Meredith was watching an episode. Those Grey's Anatomy's fans don't play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384819598983354178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Srq45TD210I/AAAAAAAAAEA/EybhUd8GN6k/s400/Jenna%27s+Computer+1107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now it is not quite the best time to begin watching a show, I mean the season finale, but my life does not always make the most sense anyway. This particular episode involved a bomb and that's about all I can remember. I sure you notalk contract people know exactly what I am talking about. The episode must have done the job. Despite the fact that by the end of the night Julie had found the duck tape for my mouth I was all but hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After several seasons later I now understand the need for duck tape sometimes when those&lt;br /&gt;"other people" just can't be quiet. (Not that I live with one of those people or anything)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384822673962153842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Srq7sSP7t3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/aaFVgvw4BPE/s400/bailey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be forty-seven weeks pregnant. I may be on bed rest. I may not be able to see my own feet. But I AM Dr. Bailey. I hear every thing. I know every thing. I'm watching each and every one of you. And I will return.&lt;br /&gt;Miranda Bailey&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-1824031227632372326?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/1824031227632372326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/shhhh-greys-is-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/1824031227632372326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/1824031227632372326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/shhhh-greys-is-on.html' title='Shhhh Greys is on!'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Srq5qFEINtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/bggA4tUjM1w/s72-c/greys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-2550492450989371563</id><published>2009-09-22T13:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:03:22.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can see Clearly Now the Rain is Gone...The story of Russell and Meredith Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384395511083833282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Srk3MIhcF8I/AAAAAAAAADg/Gskxe0KyId8/s400/Mer+Pics+Wedding+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is one of my best friends, Meredith. We meet in 8th grade science and have been inseparable since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384396329002522002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Srk37vgc1ZI/AAAAAAAAADo/OYuncYLarCQ/s400/JT%27s+Camera+3+WEDDING+285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is one Earle's best friend, Russell. They meet in 4th grade on the school bus and have been inseparable since then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the story of Meredith and Russell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One cold September night in Highlands, North Carolina, several of us had gathered to just enjoy life. Little did Russel know that that weekend would change his life! After much laughing, some good food prepared by Parker, and a few glasses of wine on the front porch, the Matchmaker bug hit Earle. He took a picture of Meredith to show to Russell and repeated in his country Earle voice, "Willie (his name for Russell )you need to focus on that one!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some 400 miles away little did Meredith know that her future husband was being introduced to her through a picture. Fast forward a few hours... Meredith reluctantly picks up the phone to hear the voice of "Willie" on the other line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The seed is planted and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384399637267418338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Srk68TwRDOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XWtpeiF7UmE/s400/7628_662612652101_33000077_37906447_7877650_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now over two years later we were able to celebrate the wedding of out two best friends. Complete story and more pictures to come later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-2550492450989371563?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/2550492450989371563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-can-see-clearly-now-rain-is-gonethe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/2550492450989371563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/2550492450989371563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-can-see-clearly-now-rain-is-gonethe.html' title='I can see Clearly Now the Rain is Gone...The story of Russell and Meredith Part 1'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Srk3MIhcF8I/AAAAAAAAADg/Gskxe0KyId8/s72-c/Mer+Pics+Wedding+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-5921273415958277882</id><published>2009-09-15T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:57:56.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Got Fur?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrBCbBall0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/737-lbIP5uw/s1600-h/2581_1112417295274_1372155614_310960_5430587_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381874586711594818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrBCbBall0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/737-lbIP5uw/s400/2581_1112417295274_1372155614_310960_5430587_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No these are not the two winners of the cutest kid contest, though it may be hard to believe, they are two of my favorite people! Please meet Tanner and Taylor, our niece and nephew. They not only light up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every room&lt;/span&gt; they walk into, but they always come with energy and a smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are sure to be more stories about this little duo please enjoy story 1- You got Fur?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrBFFUZlPOI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFspnPWTRIM/s1600-h/n1372155614_91553_3698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381877512385412322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrBFFUZlPOI/AAAAAAAAADY/IFspnPWTRIM/s400/n1372155614_91553_3698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While enjoying a nice summer day in the pool with Steve and Earle you could see the wheels in Tanners head start to turn very fast as he explored his surroundings. Upon looking up at Steve's armpits and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;noticing&lt;/span&gt; that there was hair under them he asked. "You got fur?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To this he lifted up his arm to check for fur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all of us laughing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;uncontrollably&lt;/span&gt; he then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;turned&lt;/span&gt; to Earle to say, "You got fur too?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How can you not love kids?&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/3390036484238222830-5921273415958277882?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/5921273415958277882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-got-fur.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5921273415958277882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/5921273415958277882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-got-fur.html' title='You Got Fur?'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrBCbBall0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/737-lbIP5uw/s72-c/2581_1112417295274_1372155614_310960_5430587_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-6264236273815900046</id><published>2009-09-14T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T13:11:36.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Still and Know That I am God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq6jZIuiaoI/AAAAAAAAADI/nBgKYMJkE4o/s1600-h/christian-cross-500x375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381418256989055618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq6jZIuiaoI/AAAAAAAAADI/nBgKYMJkE4o/s400/christian-cross-500x375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enough said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-6264236273815900046?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/6264236273815900046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/be-still-and-know-that-i-am-god.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6264236273815900046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/6264236273815900046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/be-still-and-know-that-i-am-god.html' title='Be Still and Know That I am God.'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq6jZIuiaoI/AAAAAAAAADI/nBgKYMJkE4o/s72-c/christian-cross-500x375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-3800919005200813310</id><published>2009-09-13T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:42:20.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What’s Wrong with Him?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the story of Smokey Joe Tanner Bartley Tanner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in December of 2005 Earle and I realized that it was one week before Christmas and we did not have Steven and Maria, his parents, a Christmas present. As we slowly walked through the Statesboro Mall, it hit us. We would get them a dog. I mean who would not love a new puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thus the puppy search began and quickly ended with the only add in the newspaper. Two days before Christmas we drove to pick up our “Perfect Christmas Present.” The &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq2JBiAgKMI/AAAAAAAAABo/Pq-g5tL8-MQ/s1600-h/100_0994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381107789179398338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq2JBiAgKMI/AAAAAAAAABo/Pq-g5tL8-MQ/s400/100_0994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;only way to describe the furry creature that we picked out was love at first sight. I was not technically allowed to name him because he was not mine, but I’m sure that I came up with a few names for their new pup. As I spent more time with my new love I began to realize that in two days I would be giving up him. After all we didn’t have a back up present so he had to give him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The excitement of Christmas was quickly approaching us and we devised the plan “Operation Dog.” We hid our little bundle of joy until the perfect moment. I slowly descended the steps with puppy in hand and smile on face. The emotions that were felt by the new proud Tanner parents could probably not be put into words, but their faces told it all “What in the world have they done ;)” As the proud new Mama and Daddy bonded the name of Smokey Joe Tanner was created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq2JYsOyRKI/AAAAAAAAABw/BHkMcSlVlOE/s1600-h/100_0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381108187060651170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq2JYsOyRKI/AAAAAAAAABw/BHkMcSlVlOE/s400/100_0997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those of you who know Smokey he is for a lack of words a little different. His unique personality and the combination of his new parents was not the best match. Three months into his new puppy life of dreaming of bones Smokey became a little hard to handle and thus the first of many… What is he doing? questions started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq2OMBvxfyI/AAAAAAAAADA/lOZNVdVWShE/s1600-h/Bri+%26+Smokey+Joe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381113467055996706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq2OMBvxfyI/AAAAAAAAADA/lOZNVdVWShE/s400/Bri+%26+Smokey+Joe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To help ease the puppy growing pains I was reunited with my fluffy friend as a foster mother. Through many more What is he doing nights I turned into his new mother and thus we now had Smokey Joe Tanner Bartley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those lucky enough to spend any time with Smokey I hope these picture bring back memories and for those of you who don’t know him here are a few of his What is he doing ? moments brought to life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He likes to eat spikey pink balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381109094157581698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq2KNfbi_YI/AAAAAAAAACA/T01uHL3AAqg/s400/Big+Pink+Ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thinks he can fly though windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381111107719913954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq2MCsiN4eI/AAAAAAAAACw/8Vtdh-uFRto/s400/Random+Events+I+do+not+have+time+to+Organized+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He likes  a good Coke once in a while! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381109498724671698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq2KlCj24NI/AAAAAAAAACI/DIF9kLWx1W8/s400/n33014028_31239136_8406.jpg" border="0" /&gt; He prays to God.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381110453099465458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq2Lcl4iivI/AAAAAAAAACY/Q-nQDkzgwp0/s400/Smokey+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He plays dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381110256435842658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq2LRJQRzmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nEkFKgYtCEs/s400/Smokey+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381111512315698050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq2MaPxXm4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/KUQfZLm5F-E/s400/Christmas+Card+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; He ponders life.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381110950245813650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq2L5h5dzZI/AAAAAAAAACo/APbrYxA7ESc/s400/Random+Events+I+do+not+have+time+to+Organized+158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381110754233484306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq2LuHsfBBI/AAAAAAAAACg/v9p4qvHYv50/s400/smoke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-3800919005200813310?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/3800919005200813310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-wrong-with-him.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/3800919005200813310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/3800919005200813310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-wrong-with-him.html' title='What’s Wrong with Him?'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/Sq2JBiAgKMI/AAAAAAAAABo/Pq-g5tL8-MQ/s72-c/100_0994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390036484238222830.post-2832306472905743690</id><published>2009-09-11T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:50:22.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toyko Japan</title><content type='html'>In teaching 4th grade writing you learn that inspiration can come from anywhere. Little did I know that the muse behind this blog would be a husband who is sleeping an average of 20 hours a day, a knock off of the Fast in the Furious in Tokyo Japan, and instant messaging on facebook. You never know what a Thursday night will hold friends! Now the explanation for the randomly listed items above:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Sleepy Husband&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earle has Kleine Levin Syndrome and has been sick. See website if you want to know more: &lt;a href="http://klsfoundation.org/kleine/levin/video_article/strange_brain/"&gt;http://klsfoundation.org/kleine/levin/video_article/strange_brain/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in these episodes he tends not to make the most sense (though that could be on a normal day too). He was “watching”/staring at the TV last night…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Fast and the Furious in Tokyo Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He choose to watch not just The Fast and the Furious, but The Fast and the Furious that took place in Japan. Needless to say I was pumped. Some how I managed to pull myself away from good old Japan and……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Facebook Message&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Decided to see what was going on in the world of facebook. About 300 miles away a good old Jenna was doing the same thing. Our paths crossed on the world of instant messaging and soon we were caught up to the events of the week. Blogs became the center of our typing date and we decided to have a little fun with Earle. Upon asking him what I should name my blog if I created one, he replied without missing a beat, “Tokyo Japan” and then gave me a big Earle smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as they say, once upon a time in Tokyo Japan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390036484238222830-2832306472905743690?l=brittanyandearle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/feeds/2832306472905743690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/toyko-japan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/2832306472905743690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390036484238222830/posts/default/2832306472905743690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyandearle.blogspot.com/2009/09/toyko-japan.html' title='Toyko Japan'/><author><name>Mrs. Tanner's Class</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVQrWvPb6EM/SrrPnBAGDtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/h0yI_4s-Ucw/S220/Flip+Flop+009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
