<?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-8050110567984040152</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:55:35.988-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally's Day</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-2916240629377981624</id><published>2008-11-28T11:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T11:26:55.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/STAaRacXklI/AAAAAAAAAdU/xeK5jhfDyoI/s1600-h/100_2238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 88px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/STAaRacXklI/AAAAAAAAAdU/xeK5jhfDyoI/s320/100_2238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273744050109256274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First snow of the season in these parts!!!  E had to get right out there and shovel the deck, which soon turned into throwing snowballs at the door windows!!&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice Thanksgiving yesterday.  Everyone came here for dinner.  We spread the cooking around so it seemed like I didn't have much to do.  I supposed I could have cleaned and organized a little better.  But as my sister likes to say, "it's ok, everyone knows how you are."  So instead I spun some fiber.  Much funner than chasing dust bunnies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-2916240629377981624?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/2916240629377981624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=2916240629377981624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2916240629377981624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2916240629377981624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/11/guess-what.html' title='Guess What'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/STAaRacXklI/AAAAAAAAAdU/xeK5jhfDyoI/s72-c/100_2238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-2774714286662167117</id><published>2008-11-21T11:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T11:31:01.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chilly</title><content type='html'>It's cold and crispy outside these days.  Lots of frost and chilly temps.  I don't understand when people complain about it though.  Maine in November=cold.  It's almost Thanksgiving after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little green among the brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SSbhHhZ1PZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/B0IdymgvIjE/s1600-h/100_2193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SSbhHhZ1PZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/B0IdymgvIjE/s320/100_2193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271147933225794962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This rock looks like it's wearing a coat or a hat or a blanket.  Something to keep warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SSbhHcRJzyI/AAAAAAAAAc8/zhPKbZbh404/s1600-h/100_2231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SSbhHcRJzyI/AAAAAAAAAc8/zhPKbZbh404/s320/100_2231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271147931847216930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I say, if it's going to be this cold, we might as well have snow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-2774714286662167117?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/2774714286662167117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=2774714286662167117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2774714286662167117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2774714286662167117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/11/chilly.html' title='chilly'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SSbhHhZ1PZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/B0IdymgvIjE/s72-c/100_2193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-79334663757284882</id><published>2008-11-17T13:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:34:26.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a girl</title><content type='html'>More cow stuff but who can resist a baby!?!  Bonnie had her baby Saturday afternoon.  She weighs 75 pounds.   Pretty little compared to Mom.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SSG4j9wVOPI/AAAAAAAAAck/iHzGc1kB07Q/s1600-h/100_2208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SSG4j9wVOPI/AAAAAAAAAck/iHzGc1kB07Q/s320/100_2208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269695967012403442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One more baby due next week.................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-79334663757284882?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/79334663757284882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=79334663757284882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/79334663757284882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/79334663757284882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-girl.html' title='it&apos;s a girl'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SSG4j9wVOPI/AAAAAAAAAck/iHzGc1kB07Q/s72-c/100_2208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-3285770270559656410</id><published>2008-11-12T11:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T11:25:34.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>food and water</title><content type='html'>Just walked down to the pasture to make sure the cows had water.   Only a little ice was at the bottom of the tub, and the hose was frozen.  Came back and checked on Bonnie (who looks more like a Helga).  She was due to have a calf on Tuesday.  She was just sitting there chewing her cud.  Our Moms always calf after their due date, but we still check on them many times a day, we can't help it.  Waited about 30 minutes and went back to the pasture and successfully filled the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SRsCvugsoYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/4YueZGO17GA/s1600-h/100_2196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SRsCvugsoYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/4YueZGO17GA/s320/100_2196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267807208102207874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think they were thirsty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SRsCvboplFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/wzYcRNFUhT0/s1600-h/100_2165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SRsCvboplFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/wzYcRNFUhT0/s320/100_2165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267807203035288658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And hungry!!&lt;br /&gt;It's quite a crew when they're all home for the winter.  That hasn't happened yet, but soon will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-3285770270559656410?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3285770270559656410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=3285770270559656410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/3285770270559656410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/3285770270559656410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/11/food-and-water.html' title='food and water'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SRsCvugsoYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/4YueZGO17GA/s72-c/100_2196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-1352606694340360233</id><published>2008-11-06T09:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T09:45:01.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>me too</title><content type='html'>E was quite irritated that he couldn't vote, so I made him his own ballot.  It included President, Congress and Senate, plus two state and one local referendum.  I limited it, because I'd have to explain weirdly worded things to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SRMCZYOBp8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/4YSp-m0E5kE/s1600-h/100_2115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SRMCZYOBp8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/4YSp-m0E5kE/s320/100_2115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265555024347506626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E is pretty sure he was responsible for Barack Obama winning. &lt;br /&gt;But he tried to take back his vote for the guy who lost the senate race!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-1352606694340360233?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1352606694340360233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=1352606694340360233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1352606694340360233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1352606694340360233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-too.html' title='me too'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SRMCZYOBp8I/AAAAAAAAAcM/4YSp-m0E5kE/s72-c/100_2115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-5061861170167939581</id><published>2008-11-04T07:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T07:55:23.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>vote</title><content type='html'>Don't forget to get out and vote today.  You can't do any complaining if you don't put in your opinion.  So, go.............................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-5061861170167939581?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5061861170167939581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=5061861170167939581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5061861170167939581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5061861170167939581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/11/vote.html' title='vote'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-8064344012506158446</id><published>2008-10-31T09:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:35:02.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo</title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SQsJOjBkh1I/AAAAAAAAAbg/SAdEqpGqe24/s1600-h/100_2089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SQsJOjBkh1I/AAAAAAAAAbg/SAdEqpGqe24/s320/100_2089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263310735037204306" 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/8050110567984040152-8064344012506158446?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8064344012506158446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=8064344012506158446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8064344012506158446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8064344012506158446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/10/boo.html' title='Boo'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SQsJOjBkh1I/AAAAAAAAAbg/SAdEqpGqe24/s72-c/100_2089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-3813278320250972398</id><published>2008-10-27T12:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:05:45.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, field hockey is over.  Made it to the quarter finals and lost.  That's ok.  Time for something else.  Like drivers ed!!!!!  L starts soon.  I just can't believe that she's old enough.  Geez, where'd the time go.....................&lt;br /&gt;Soccer is over too.  M got his new skis on Saturday and now he's just waiting for the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SQXxY_5YY2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/XFkzuaBrXv4/s1600-h/100_2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SQXxY_5YY2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/XFkzuaBrXv4/s320/100_2071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261877151423554402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's no snow in that sky.&lt;br /&gt;We're not quite ready though, this is our wood pile.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SQX0aAcrw2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/-vpguNpt1tU/s1600-h/100_2080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SQX0aAcrw2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/-vpguNpt1tU/s320/100_2080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261880467286377314" 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/8050110567984040152-3813278320250972398?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3813278320250972398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=3813278320250972398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/3813278320250972398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/3813278320250972398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-field-hockey-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SQXxY_5YY2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/XFkzuaBrXv4/s72-c/100_2071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-920670168727532270</id><published>2008-10-22T09:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:59:31.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>field hockey</title><content type='html'>L's team finished the season exactly tied for 9th place. Same number of wins, ties and losses.  AND the same number of goals scored as Cape.  So a three way conference call between coaches and a neutral party took place.  A coin toss and the prelims got played in Cape on Saturday.  Lakers won.  Unfortunately the next game, the quarterfinals were to be against #1 Leavitt.  Leavitt is always #1.  They always win and always eliminate us.  The game was last night.  I couldn't go, ERRRR.  My sister and mother went though.  I wasn't thinking much about it while making supper, but then I started getting texts.  I don't text.  I can't stand to abbreviate and it's just weird.   The first text said, 1-0 us.  I text(ed?) back Whoa.  Then immediately,  2-0 us ( and some minutes left, can't remember).  I text, Holy Sh*t.  This just doesn't happen against Leavitt.  Then, injury waiting for ambulance.  I hate injuries especially if an ambulance has to come.  I text who.  I get a text that says a girl on our team and that this will break our momentum.  Yup, we tend to have that problem.  The injury was at the end of the first half, two minutes left.  Second half, 2-1, they are outplaying us.  I text, shoooot.  Then I receive several with time left.  That was nerve racking!!  Then, we're holding our own.  Then We did it!!!!.  I text, I just can't believe it.  And I still (almost) can't.  #9 upsets #1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;The Leavitt coach used to be my coach a long time ago.  She left as a jv coach to take the varsity coaching position there. &lt;br /&gt;During the regular season L started quite a few games and played almost all of a lot of the games, but the two play-off games she's hardly played at all.  We're a little disappointed...........  Don't know where or when the next game is but I've decided texting has it's place!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-920670168727532270?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/920670168727532270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=920670168727532270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/920670168727532270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/920670168727532270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/10/field-hockey.html' title='field hockey'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-8137461912774400149</id><published>2008-10-20T12:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T12:39:07.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SPyzirm1nFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/w06dSQ2Jl8M/s1600-h/101_2015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SPyzirm1nFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/w06dSQ2Jl8M/s320/101_2015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259275873264442450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't have a garden yet, although I've been told for three summers I'd have one.  So I throw pumpkin and gourd seeds in a manure pile and let nature happen.  This fall we have a green harvest.  Only about three or four pumpkins.  And only one of those was really orange, the others were greenish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SPyzjVX00cI/AAAAAAAAAVw/NcmIezhIpeo/s1600-h/101_2016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SPyzjVX00cI/AAAAAAAAAVw/NcmIezhIpeo/s320/101_2016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259275884475765186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E claimed that one.  M carved a big gourd and L carved a green pumpkin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-8137461912774400149?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8137461912774400149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=8137461912774400149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8137461912774400149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8137461912774400149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/10/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SPyzirm1nFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/w06dSQ2Jl8M/s72-c/101_2015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-6660894679507826233</id><published>2008-10-14T10:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:20:32.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>go go go</title><content type='html'>Well we had another busy weekend. I know, who doesn't.   M had a game Thursday, L had a game Saturday, M &amp;amp; E ran a two mile fun run on the x-country trail at the high school on Monday and L had another game on Monday.  L's regular season is over.  Now it's playoff time.  They aren't seeded very high so I don't expect them to go very far, but we'll see.   E was very proud of himself for running the race  (M had to hold his hand and pull most of the way) and was wondering where his trophy was!!!!  Too funny!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SPSpqgQeOVI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/LpjXIE4-Msk/s1600-h/101_2029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SPSpqgQeOVI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/LpjXIE4-Msk/s320/101_2029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257013212726835538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;M is asking if he can GO now, because the end was coming up and we would be able to see E.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SPSpq3N4iBI/AAAAAAAAAVY/L4I09NysORs/s1600-h/101_2031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SPSpq3N4iBI/AAAAAAAAAVY/L4I09NysORs/s320/101_2031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257013218889992210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go, Go, Go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-6660894679507826233?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/6660894679507826233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=6660894679507826233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6660894679507826233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6660894679507826233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/10/go-go-go.html' title='go go go'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SPSpqgQeOVI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/LpjXIE4-Msk/s72-c/101_2029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-1348637933565589798</id><published>2008-09-24T09:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T10:00:03.817-04:00</updated><title type='text'>more busy-ness</title><content type='html'>Managed to see M's game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SNpG2yr4QnI/AAAAAAAAAVI/h9_7IOeg1RQ/s1600-h/101_1946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SNpG2yr4QnI/AAAAAAAAAVI/h9_7IOeg1RQ/s320/101_1946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249586222786429554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and L's second game yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SNpG2l_x-yI/AAAAAAAAAVA/xLJMH7UKddg/s1600-h/101_1960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SNpG2l_x-yI/AAAAAAAAAVA/xLJMH7UKddg/s320/101_1960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249586219380243234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today E went to school at his regular time and gets out early. L &amp;amp; M went to school late and get out at their regular times.  This gives the teachers meeting time without having no school days.  This happens once a month.  It makes for a crazy day, because it's broken up into small increments of time.  E gets to go with his cousin to a driving range after school.  It's a surprise and he'll be so excited.  He's never been.  He has clubs and is always driving balls everywhere!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-1348637933565589798?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1348637933565589798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=1348637933565589798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1348637933565589798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1348637933565589798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-busy-ness.html' title='more busy-ness'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SNpG2yr4QnI/AAAAAAAAAVI/h9_7IOeg1RQ/s72-c/101_1946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-2567138180013707789</id><published>2008-09-23T08:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:59:15.157-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>Here I am again already!!  On Sunday, M, Nana and I went to the Common Ground Fair.  Lots of fun.  Didn't get to see everything.  But got two big amounts of fiber to spin.  Very happy about that.  E started soccer yesterday.  He said he didn't want to but I signed him up anyway.  I know him better than he does.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SNjnltMg7JI/AAAAAAAAAU4/FQjSbmubmrg/s1600-h/101_1931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SNjnltMg7JI/AAAAAAAAAU4/FQjSbmubmrg/s320/101_1931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249200000673574034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just love how happy and excited he gets when he's out there.  Hard to capture though.  I was a little worried he'd plow some one over in all his excitement.  He's just a little taller than everyone else!!!&lt;br /&gt;We've got a busy afternoon ahead of us.  Both L &amp;amp; M have home games!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-2567138180013707789?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/2567138180013707789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=2567138180013707789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2567138180013707789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2567138180013707789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/09/again.html' title='Again'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SNjnltMg7JI/AAAAAAAAAU4/FQjSbmubmrg/s72-c/101_1931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-581667364702549894</id><published>2008-09-20T07:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T08:00:05.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Cow</title><content type='html'>Holy Cow, it's already been another month!!!  Where the heck is the time going???&lt;br /&gt;Well, school and sports are under way.  We have one bus driver who has missed our stop 3 times dropping off.  Twice with E.  Here's E riding the bus alone (without parents).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SNTiXkI19yI/AAAAAAAAAUY/EfHtWq1n2F4/s1600-h/101_1839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SNTiXkI19yI/AAAAAAAAAUY/EfHtWq1n2F4/s320/101_1839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248068360259106594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotten a lot of spinning done and am once again without fiber.  So I knit.  I used the last two handspuns to make hats.  Did a sweater for E.  And started a sweater for L.  M isn't getting the shaft.  He likes store bought!!  Can you imagine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SNTiYCag9-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/wTdTh5BRX8o/s1600-h/101_1859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SNTiYCag9-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/wTdTh5BRX8o/s320/101_1859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248068368386291682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fair season is in full swing.  Cows are getting washed and clipped.  E is practicing up.  He has to wait until he's 8 or 9 (I forget which) to show cows in 4-H.  Even though he's as tall as some 8 year olds.  This is Copper with mom Velvet looking on.  Copper was looking a little depressed, but he'll get used to it.  He looked great when all the drying was done.  They're off to the Farmington Fair,  then Cumberland, then Fryeburg.  Busy, busy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SNTiYXGDleI/AAAAAAAAAUo/3zoFtvzWM-g/s1600-h/101_1864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SNTiYXGDleI/AAAAAAAAAUo/3zoFtvzWM-g/s320/101_1864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248068373937624546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess all this is part of why I forget to post...........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-581667364702549894?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/581667364702549894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=581667364702549894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/581667364702549894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/581667364702549894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/09/holy-cow.html' title='Holy Cow'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SNTiXkI19yI/AAAAAAAAAUY/EfHtWq1n2F4/s72-c/101_1839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-6107997004716819947</id><published>2008-08-24T08:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T08:36:29.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>long time</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time. I guess it's not easy blogging in the summer. Too many people saying "MOM...................."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end of July came and went. And just about all of August has gone, too! Geez!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, E had his kindergarten orientation day. He/We rode the school bus. He's informed me that he gets to go alone next time. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238060123507695074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SLFT7g3QneI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/U6pYMY6z-uw/s320/101_1725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;L started preseason and was happy she stayed in shape through the summer, because most girls were hurting. And M has a sore throat. He's mostly been bored this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spinning class is all done.  I keep spinning myself out of fiber, so then I have stretches with nothing to spin.  BooHoo.  So I fill that in with knitting.  I've made about 10 hats in the last couple of weeks.  Doesn't that sound exciting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, hopefully, I'll be more efficient with my next post................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-6107997004716819947?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/6107997004716819947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=6107997004716819947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6107997004716819947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6107997004716819947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-time.html' title='long time'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SLFT7g3QneI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/U6pYMY6z-uw/s72-c/101_1725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-6908890143441936350</id><published>2008-07-22T09:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:23:50.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>not often</title><content type='html'>We are not often at a lake. We have a pool so we really don't have a reason to. But a couple of times a year we go to relatives who live on a nice quite pond. I wasn't sure how E would do. After all a pool is a lot different than a pond. He jumped right in and swam out to the floating dock, no problems. He swam back and forth a whole bunch of times. L joined him after kayaking around a bit.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225826199665402610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SIXdPbD8YvI/AAAAAAAAAUA/cudsrWD4AdM/s320/101_1386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And M spent most of the time throwing splash balls. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225825384270518802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SIXcf9ep2hI/AAAAAAAAAT4/jsJL4JOBW78/s320/101_1377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was sprinkly, then overcast, then rainy.............but we didn't care. You get wet swimming anyway. And we ended the evening with,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225828248393708930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SIXfGrK1dYI/AAAAAAAAAUI/HNfXOjb6y04/s320/101_1391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;SPARKLERS.............which E thought was the coolest thing ever!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-6908890143441936350?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/6908890143441936350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=6908890143441936350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6908890143441936350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6908890143441936350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-often.html' title='not often'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SIXdPbD8YvI/AAAAAAAAAUA/cudsrWD4AdM/s72-c/101_1386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-2494114943581227918</id><published>2008-07-20T09:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T10:04:57.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>quite obsessed</title><content type='html'>Busy spinning..................I'm quite obsessed!!  I've wanted to learn to spin for such a long time, now I can't think of anything else!!  Well, obviously I can think of other things, I have kids after all.................but do I ever have the spinning bug!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SINEDPy7MjI/AAAAAAAAATw/vX8Tq4wGYos/s1600-h/101_1373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225094815250330162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SINEDPy7MjI/AAAAAAAAATw/vX8Tq4wGYos/s320/101_1373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a few skeins of yarn I've spun up!!  I need to find a place close by where I can get more fiber or I'll get stuck with nothing to do!!  Ha Ha that's a funny one.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225094802941995650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SINECh8Y6oI/AAAAAAAAATo/qv7m7ZsOAM0/s320/101_1371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M has tried spinning and E likes to treadle.  L hasn't gotten a chance to try it yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-2494114943581227918?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/2494114943581227918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=2494114943581227918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2494114943581227918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2494114943581227918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/07/quite-obsessed.html' title='quite obsessed'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SINEDPy7MjI/AAAAAAAAATw/vX8Tq4wGYos/s72-c/101_1373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-5583959336573065665</id><published>2008-07-14T10:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T10:56:53.047-04:00</updated><title type='text'>spaceship??</title><content type='html'>Doesn't this look kind of like a spaceship??&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222881322372788434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SHtm5AQNcNI/AAAAAAAAATY/MYJWcQeeaeE/s320/101_1331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well it's actually a light for the pool.  It has disco-like lights that pulse different colors.  The colors don't really show up until it's dark outside.  It's really fun when it gets dark enough and the lights are flashing.  Everything in the pool gets colorful, even feet and bellies!!  E just likes to hold it up to everyone and see "fireworks" colors on their middles!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222881327720994770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SHtm5ULUl9I/AAAAAAAAATg/YzfEfsf-ojM/s320/101_1335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hard to get a good picture, but this gives a better idea of the colors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-5583959336573065665?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5583959336573065665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=5583959336573065665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5583959336573065665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5583959336573065665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/07/spaceship.html' title='spaceship??'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SHtm5AQNcNI/AAAAAAAAATY/MYJWcQeeaeE/s72-c/101_1331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-5552677235731415235</id><published>2008-07-10T09:19:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T09:42:14.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>busy</title><content type='html'>This blogging thing is happening few and far between isn't it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J and the kids are off to the first fair of the season. They headed off yesterday afternoon. Got everything packed, clothes for themselves, cows, food for the cows, and all the "stuff" they need for the shows............and it's a lot of stuff!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mother and I started a class last night, I'll give you a hint..............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221376070056559250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SHYN3yZyQpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/SzERcDKMPeM/s320/101_1353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I have never taking a class (in my adult life) for anything. This one I've been wanting to do for a loooooooooooooong time. And finally one came along that I could fit in. I've also had all the things I need except the know-how. Now I've got some of the know-how and I'm so excited!! Did you figure it out yet??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221377256330488706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SHYO81nh64I/AAAAAAAAATA/qgqlIRk5NqE/s320/101_1352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Spinning!! Not stationery bike spinning, but fiber spinning. I made that last night at the class and then some more at home after. I did some funky pink stuff, too. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221379053620134034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SHYQldCxgJI/AAAAAAAAATI/xHQEPCMYbRg/s320/101_1355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A lot of thick and thin right now, I guess the even thing comes with practice.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221379891844857522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SHYRWPrHvrI/AAAAAAAAATQ/KPpL0QH9ZJY/s320/101_1349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta have kid picture!!  She had my camera again!!&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/8050110567984040152-5552677235731415235?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5552677235731415235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=5552677235731415235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5552677235731415235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5552677235731415235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy.html' title='busy'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SHYN3yZyQpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/SzERcDKMPeM/s72-c/101_1353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-4038645088394122176</id><published>2008-07-05T07:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T08:16:35.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>July</title><content type='html'>strawberries..............&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219498108646956066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SG9h4C-5nCI/AAAAAAAAASQ/uuUIB6r3Igg/s320/101_1269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;rhubarb................&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219498115138759218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SG9h4bKqqjI/AAAAAAAAASY/5gzr8RckkXM/s320/101_1270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;together and boiling...................&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219498118807743090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SG9h4o1a6nI/AAAAAAAAASg/KFaRFvMPNnI/s320/101_1273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I didn't boil it long enough to get it to gel.............twice!!! I'm going to try a third time, then move on to strawberry jam. We may end up with strawberry rhubarb SAUCE!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219499508288672066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SG9jJhDfUUI/AAAAAAAAASo/FX7hynTBdxw/s320/101_1297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I can't believe the fourth of July has already passed.  Does it feel like Sunday today or what!?!  I brought E to the  parade in Naples.  It's just as much fun to people watch as parade watch.  E thinks we go to parades to get candy.  A mother and two kids watching across the road from us each had a bag with them.  I wonder how much candy they thought they were going to get?  At about 8:45pm we rode the ranger up to Hacker's Hill where we saw all kinds of fireworks.  We could see 3-4 different towns' displays.  Naples was the ones we were really there to see.  Sitting there waiting I found a "fireworks" setting on my camera.  I think the pictures came out pretty good, considering we were miles and miles away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219500424597807698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SG9j-2knIlI/AAAAAAAAASw/EVfFD_sNlHU/s320/101_1324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The next big event is J's birthday.  I am always at a loss as to what to get him.  I have two days, and don't have any ideas......................................UGH!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, have a nice Saturday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-4038645088394122176?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4038645088394122176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=4038645088394122176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/4038645088394122176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/4038645088394122176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/07/july.html' title='July'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SG9h4C-5nCI/AAAAAAAAASQ/uuUIB6r3Igg/s72-c/101_1269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-5509518180892503691</id><published>2008-06-29T22:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:18:40.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>full</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, I'm going to try to make strawberry jam and strawberry rhubarb jam. I'm quite excited about it.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm surprised the strawberry fields haven't drowned or the berries been beaten to smithereens by the blasted rain. The only day that hasn't been rainy in I don't know how long was Wednesday. What the heck is going on with the weather??&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217492803899571282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SGhCD8qXPFI/AAAAAAAAASI/_OssuSIFHLQ/s320/101_1186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It's keeping the pool full..................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-5509518180892503691?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5509518180892503691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=5509518180892503691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5509518180892503691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5509518180892503691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/06/full.html' title='full'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SGhCD8qXPFI/AAAAAAAAASI/_OssuSIFHLQ/s72-c/101_1186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-101914905521587212</id><published>2008-06-27T07:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T07:46:39.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>look what I found</title><content type='html'>On my camera!!!! Actually, L showed me.....I like this setting. It's very fun. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216524879123613394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SGTRvT4mhtI/AAAAAAAAASA/3EgHbME-78s/s320/101_1264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216524871074448610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SGTRu15iBOI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qd3g5bEdxeQ/s320/101_1263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216523382930815394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SGTQYOIcOaI/AAAAAAAAARw/CV23zES4qAs/s320/101_1265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can "stitch" together 2 or 3 pictures.  M &amp;amp; E before haircuts.  And the bottom picture after haircuts.  I never notice the clutter in the background while I'm taking a picture, but after, it all sticks out like it's glowing!!&lt;br /&gt;I said I like this setting.........I think I love this setting!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-101914905521587212?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/101914905521587212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=101914905521587212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/101914905521587212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/101914905521587212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/06/look-what-i-found.html' title='look what I found'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SGTRvT4mhtI/AAAAAAAAASA/3EgHbME-78s/s72-c/101_1264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-8535324561048485621</id><published>2008-06-23T20:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:46:10.761-04:00</updated><title type='text'>too much</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SGBBKisIYKI/AAAAAAAAARo/rItk3HnQ2rI/s1600-h/101_0962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215240017861435554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SGBBKisIYKI/AAAAAAAAARo/rItk3HnQ2rI/s320/101_0962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E had the camera one evening and took about 350 pictures of the floor the windows, his toys and way too many pictures of the dogs rear-ends!! I deleted 349 but kept this one. I do NOT allow my picture to be taken normally, however, E charmed us and L is just trying not to crack up. It's quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up M from camp on Friday. He didn't feel well. I think just over-tired. He went to bed early and woke up feeling all better. L finished her second weekend of working and is enjoying herself. One of her good friends works with her so that makes things more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a marathon shopping day today. We dragged Nana along. She doesn't do the mall, but did. She was a good sport and was probably glad to be dropped off at home!! We'll all sleep well tonight............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-8535324561048485621?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8535324561048485621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=8535324561048485621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8535324561048485621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8535324561048485621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/06/too-much.html' title='too much'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SGBBKisIYKI/AAAAAAAAARo/rItk3HnQ2rI/s72-c/101_0962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-5856923847402769582</id><published>2008-06-19T08:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T09:00:20.449-04:00</updated><title type='text'>more entertainment</title><content type='html'>Excuse me, are you hiring???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213573577650601458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SFpVi9I5_fI/AAAAAAAAARQ/uv9QUQpTDBo/s320/101_0926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just kidding, this is one of the dress-up pictures. L dressed up as a "man" in some and E dressed up as a girl in some. I guess that is L's interpretation of a man!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213575923159139218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SFpXre1uA5I/AAAAAAAAARY/4ntYi7jk-SI/s320/101_0924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Who do you think this is??  I wasn't sure until I saw the next one.....................&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213575926275138034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SFpXrqcoYfI/AAAAAAAAARg/IsuTI0xZXs8/s320/101_0923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;E always has to have a ninja move in there!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-5856923847402769582?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5856923847402769582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=5856923847402769582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5856923847402769582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5856923847402769582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-entertainment.html' title='more entertainment'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SFpVi9I5_fI/AAAAAAAAARQ/uv9QUQpTDBo/s72-c/101_0926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-744030906942070747</id><published>2008-06-18T07:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T08:44:07.619-04:00</updated><title type='text'>While Mom's Away</title><content type='html'>While Mom's Away the kids will play.......................dress-up!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213197544369025314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SFj_i8AN8SI/AAAAAAAAAQw/u4ig8L6Q7kQ/s320/101_0918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;L took pictures of E and E took pictures of L!&lt;br /&gt;We've got pirates.  ARGGH Maties!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213197547350838930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SFj_jHHIzpI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Uqrtdup8INQ/s320/101_0919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And cave people.  I guess E didn't realize that cave men might not have had a lot of clothing!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213199056614085570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SFkA69jiU8I/AAAAAAAAARA/ItG1pxoKJRs/s320/101_0927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Do you think a saber-toothed tiger would want to mess with her??&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213199063282065074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SFkA7WZTnrI/AAAAAAAAARI/StHdGOiLhE8/s320/101_0928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;L's a good sport with E.  They had quite a few more pictures I'll share later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did everyone stay up until midnight to make sure the Celtics tromped the Lakers??&lt;br /&gt;I didn't dare go to bed.  I didn't want something bad to happen, and you know, by me staying up, all ended very well!! &lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to say it again.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO CELTICS!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-744030906942070747?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/744030906942070747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=744030906942070747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/744030906942070747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/744030906942070747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/06/while-moms-away.html' title='While Mom&apos;s Away'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SFj_i8AN8SI/AAAAAAAAAQw/u4ig8L6Q7kQ/s72-c/101_0918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-4771072573064946666</id><published>2008-06-13T07:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T07:45:49.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All I have to day today</title><content type='html'>All I have to say today is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO CELTICS!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;I didn't see that one coming, as I went to bed during &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;the second quarter, &lt;/span&gt;totally disgusted!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-4771072573064946666?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4771072573064946666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=4771072573064946666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/4771072573064946666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/4771072573064946666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-i-have-to-day-today.html' title='All I have to day today'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-1992762594128092748</id><published>2008-06-12T09:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T09:46:31.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>summer's coming</title><content type='html'>School is winding down for L &amp;amp; M. Last minute projects and final exams. Tonight is the track awards banquet for the high school. Then Saturday M goes to Camp Agawam for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210989886102086770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SFEnsUFEpHI/AAAAAAAAAQY/hG-0bVU4pHM/s320/100_0701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And L is going to train for her first real job. Yikes, where does the time go?? Drivers Ed will be next for her..................I'm stalling though!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210990602315387410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SFEoWALoUhI/AAAAAAAAAQg/uTAD-1KWZdg/s320/100_1886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you be wary if this drove by??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-1992762594128092748?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1992762594128092748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=1992762594128092748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1992762594128092748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1992762594128092748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/06/summers-coming.html' title='summer&apos;s coming'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SFEnsUFEpHI/AAAAAAAAAQY/hG-0bVU4pHM/s72-c/100_0701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-131234069282180645</id><published>2008-06-10T08:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T08:59:11.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>last day</title><content type='html'>E's last day of preschool was yesterday. There is always a carnival which is so much fun. They have games. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210233499292236242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SE53wzonedI/AAAAAAAAAPo/LP18PENOHbE/s320/101_0880.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;And rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210233492263392850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SE53wZcz1lI/AAAAAAAAAPg/zom1xEapLrg/s320/101_0873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Performances.  I couldn't fit all the kids in the picture.  There's a bunch on the other side.  E is the second one in from the right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210233507184912274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SE53xRCYJ5I/AAAAAAAAAPw/lEd1IR6e_ho/s320/101_0893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They're standing on a bit of a slope, but E is really that much taller!!  The boy in yellow is almost six.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210233517793274162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SE53x4jm6TI/AAAAAAAAAP4/9fTL4BiDZR0/s320/101_0905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And certificates of completion.  Preschool diploma!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210234778819548530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SE547SPs1XI/AAAAAAAAAQI/qkWqfHO9V5I/s320/101_0912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Both L &amp;amp; M skipped school (which they've never done before!!) to go.  They both ran games.&lt;br /&gt;For supper, we had pizza then brownies with vanilla icecream and chocolate sauce.  E was pretty impressed to have such "lucky day".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-131234069282180645?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/131234069282180645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=131234069282180645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/131234069282180645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/131234069282180645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-day.html' title='last day'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SE53wzonedI/AAAAAAAAAPo/LP18PENOHbE/s72-c/101_0880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-2640917727512901586</id><published>2008-06-07T07:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T08:16:35.312-04:00</updated><title type='text'>trout</title><content type='html'>A father of one of the boys in E's class works for the fish and wildlife department for the state.   We have a local fish hatchery and they were going to release some trout so he asked if the kids from school would like to participate.  First we went to the hatchery.  And saw tiny little fish.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209109545290420834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SEp5iEsh0mI/AAAAAAAAAPY/1Y6iPLuMUTI/s320/6-2008+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then out to another spot to see other fish.  We got to see different ages and sizes.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209109539464395250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SEp5hu_fufI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NBbL00fYE24/s320/6-2008+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Until we got to the biggest one.  I don't know how old this one is.  But they keep some big ones for educational purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209109543952670034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SEp5h_tlXVI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/yKyQWUYPO5I/s320/6-2008+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We then went to a local lake and the kids got to release fish.  They could either tip their pails into the water or catch the fish by hand and "toss" them into the water.  Some of the kids who I thought would never in a million years want to touch a fish got right into it!!  It was a rainy, dreary day but lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you can tell by the middle picture, that the boys outnumbered the girls and that E is the tallest in the group!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-2640917727512901586?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/2640917727512901586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=2640917727512901586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2640917727512901586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2640917727512901586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/06/trout.html' title='trout'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SEp5iEsh0mI/AAAAAAAAAPY/1Y6iPLuMUTI/s72-c/6-2008+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-1777820671611239273</id><published>2008-06-05T08:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:57:11.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Annie</title><content type='html'>Along with running track this spring M was in the school play.  He had three parts.  One was with all the cast members,  in the "NYC" scene.  One was Bert Healey, a radio announcer.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208378364473848066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SEfghv5LMQI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0aRgYtmYsWU/s320/6-2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And the other was President Roosevelt. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208378385183190514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SEfgi9CqrfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/e-LWKwILbnQ/s320/6-2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They did 7 performances over 3 days.  They all did a great job.  He was very tired.  After the last performance the kids all have to break down the sets and clean, clean, clean.  It usually takes 2-3 hours; but, M made invitationals in the hurdles for track.  So he had to leave immediately after the last show to make it to practice so he could attend the meet.  Making a practice before the meet was a requirement.  He made it, he practiced and today he's off to the meet.  I don't know why so many things are always crammed into the end of the year.  Did I say that already??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-1777820671611239273?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1777820671611239273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=1777820671611239273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1777820671611239273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1777820671611239273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/06/annie.html' title='Annie'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SEfghv5LMQI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0aRgYtmYsWU/s72-c/6-2008+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-8793727106003759324</id><published>2008-06-02T10:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:06:03.944-04:00</updated><title type='text'>winding down &amp; winding up</title><content type='html'>L had her final track meet saturday. I couldn't go, bummer. It was an all day event with all the schools in our conference. She pole vaulted and cleared 5'. She ran the mile and made a new personal best time. She ran the 800 and I can't remember her time on that and she ran the 4 x 400 relay. Most kids did 2 events. She was all full of energy for the day then slept 12 hours that night. M has one more meet because he qualified for invitationals in the hurdles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight is the first performance of the middle school play. They are doing "Annie" and M has two parts. Bert Healey (a radio announcer) and President Roosevelt. They do 7 performances. The middle school students who aren't in the play come to see it during the day tomorrow. I think M is nervous about that part. There sure is a lot of stuff crammed into the last weeks of school........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207299306930374242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SEQLIVS5BmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bSO-b9Q_-J0/s320/101_0806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were at the ocean last week, the "Cat" came in to town.  First trip to Portland for the season.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207299315056531378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SEQLIzkUV7I/AAAAAAAAAOw/s9wTm1e7M4U/s320/101_0809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went on the Cat to Nova Scotia las summer.  E got sea sick and is "&lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; going to Nova Scotia again!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-8793727106003759324?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8793727106003759324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=8793727106003759324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8793727106003759324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8793727106003759324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/06/winding-down-winding-up.html' title='winding down &amp; winding up'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SEQLIVS5BmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bSO-b9Q_-J0/s72-c/101_0806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-1618192711286756520</id><published>2008-05-29T07:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:10:55.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>final field trip</title><content type='html'>Guess where E &amp;amp; Me went yesterday??&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205768938005197170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SD6bRIyP8XI/AAAAAAAAAOg/fMp8ghR67t8/s320/101_0796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yup, the ocean.  The final field trip for the preschool was yesterday.  The ocean and the Children's Museum.  We went to a small beach with great rocky spots with tide pools.   The rocky spots were just the right size for preschoolers.  No one fell and hurt themselves.  We found lots of hermit crabs and snail guys, but no regular crabs.  A couple of hours and the kiddos were ready for lunch.  Photo first.......Can you find E?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205768929415262562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SD6bQoyP8WI/AAAAAAAAAOY/R9jbfHVEIjE/s320/101_0815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-1618192711286756520?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1618192711286756520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=1618192711286756520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1618192711286756520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1618192711286756520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/final-field-trip.html' title='final field trip'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SD6bRIyP8XI/AAAAAAAAAOg/fMp8ghR67t8/s72-c/101_0796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-6404864669875777356</id><published>2008-05-28T07:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:22:47.518-04:00</updated><title type='text'>#2</title><content type='html'>Tooth # 2 is out.  This time E just wanted to let it fall out by itself.  No one could convince him to pull it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SD0_a4yP8VI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/5Gq-LxO4Zx0/s1600-h/101_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205386475462455634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SD0_a4yP8VI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/5Gq-LxO4Zx0/s320/101_0782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally when it was just barely in there, he removed it!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205386471167488322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SD0_aoyP8UI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lDtfcssn8FQ/s320/101_0783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tooth fairy left him the same money for the second as the first.  E was pretty irritated that the second one wasn't worth more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-6404864669875777356?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/6404864669875777356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=6404864669875777356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6404864669875777356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6404864669875777356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/2.html' title='#2'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SD0_a4yP8VI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/5Gq-LxO4Zx0/s72-c/101_0782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-8166675615825220828</id><published>2008-05-27T07:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T08:01:05.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'>13</title><content type='html'>We celebrated M's 13th birthday over the weekend. We always combine his birthday celebration with a Memorial Day get together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205024126251561234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDv13YyP8RI/AAAAAAAAANw/xaSP7IAQlro/s320/101_0752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lots of fun, lots of food, lots of laughing and swimming.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205024134841495842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDv134yP8SI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5bz9p2rkYKE/s320/101_0775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is M with cousins P and L pretending they jumped out of a plane. They're trying to do that holding hands, floating thing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205025595130376498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDv3M4yP8TI/AAAAAAAAAOA/suUCdhgJA5s/s320/101_0776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;See................almost looks like the real thing!!  I like it when they act silly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-8166675615825220828?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8166675615825220828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=8166675615825220828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8166675615825220828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8166675615825220828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/13.html' title='13'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDv13YyP8RI/AAAAAAAAANw/xaSP7IAQlro/s72-c/101_0752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-1691114052122540630</id><published>2008-05-24T19:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T20:11:15.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Thursday night after M's track meet, L had a concert.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204099419792732386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDis2YyP8OI/AAAAAAAAANY/IQg0P_O53fc/s320/101_0744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;La La La.........................&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204099428382666994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDis24yP8PI/AAAAAAAAANg/aNUjO-6GvJU/s320/101_0747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A good thing about L being short, she's always in the front row.  Green dress.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204099432677634306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDis3IyP8QI/AAAAAAAAANo/1xzD_yPtkKg/s320/101_0749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A group of boys did a number,  "Men in tights."  Extremely funny!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;They all do such a good job.  It was fun, but a very long day/night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-1691114052122540630?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1691114052122540630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=1691114052122540630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1691114052122540630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1691114052122540630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-thursday-night-after-ms-track-meet-l.html' title=''/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDis2YyP8OI/AAAAAAAAANY/IQg0P_O53fc/s72-c/101_0744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-5369430418473951071</id><published>2008-05-23T13:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T13:27:18.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>track</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;M's last regular season meet. He bettered his distance in the long jump.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203624671287701682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDb9EYyP8LI/AAAAAAAAANA/zKVFxBkfSN8/s320/101_0732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ran the 400 and the 100m hurdles, which he won.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203624679877636290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDb9E4yP8MI/AAAAAAAAANI/X08yIkRl6NQ/s320/101_0733.JPG" border="0" /&gt; L doing the scoring and announcing (her favorite part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203625650540245202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDb99YyP8NI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ov8FY8Du-e4/s320/101_0735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-5369430418473951071?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5369430418473951071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=5369430418473951071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5369430418473951071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5369430418473951071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/track.html' title='track'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDb9EYyP8LI/AAAAAAAAANA/zKVFxBkfSN8/s72-c/101_0732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-5892458063392099091</id><published>2008-05-22T07:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T07:55:40.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>every year</title><content type='html'>We go through this every year. The kids are hot, they can't stand it, they're not going to make it....................if they don't go swimming. The cover is off but that's it. "It's ok, we won't get any water in our mouths."&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203165891471077506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDVbz4yP8II/AAAAAAAAAMo/nocenjgkDU8/s320/101_0726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yesterday wasn't even all that nice. I had a fleece jacket on. But they were "sweating." &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203168279472894114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDVd-4yP8KI/AAAAAAAAAM4/U_-FZsZiFWs/s320/101_0718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well, they're not sweating now!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203165895766044818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDVb0IyP8JI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Zr0d_u1pBeA/s320/101_0721.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Do you think M could suck his stomach in any further??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203165887176110194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDVbzoyP8HI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-mECnqlqeFw/s320/101_0729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They thought it was GREAT.  Crazy kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-5892458063392099091?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5892458063392099091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=5892458063392099091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5892458063392099091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5892458063392099091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/every-year.html' title='every year'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDVbz4yP8II/AAAAAAAAAMo/nocenjgkDU8/s72-c/101_0726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-902191826247766610</id><published>2008-05-21T12:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T12:39:34.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday</title><content type='html'>L had a good meet yesterday. Didn't clear the bar in pole vault. But her coach said she has good form. And she beat her time in the mile!!! Always improving, that girl.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202870019101642706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDROt2UVT9I/AAAAAAAAAMY/RtVBaXVSVbA/s320/101_0711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The plant I think might be an allium has a bud.&lt;br /&gt;It is suddenly pouring out.  I look out the front window, I see blue skies.  The back window, not blue skies.  I guess that means it's a shower. &lt;br /&gt;E's last day of school is June 9th.  He has been wound up at school for about a month.  His teacher said that all the older boys seem to be "very energetic".  I believe it....................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-902191826247766610?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/902191826247766610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=902191826247766610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/902191826247766610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/902191826247766610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/wednesday.html' title='wednesday'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDROt2UVT9I/AAAAAAAAAMY/RtVBaXVSVbA/s72-c/101_0711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-3345915296329046703</id><published>2008-05-20T13:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T13:54:46.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>water</title><content type='html'>We have tadpoles.  Two different kinds.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202518978539638690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDMPcmUVT6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/222GLuCNEDg/s320/101_0706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;E and Me took the cover off the pool.  It was a lovely shade of green under there.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202518995719507890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDMPdmUVT7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/vJO_GTSSrcE/s320/101_0707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;E fishing for leaves.  M's request for his birthday-pool cover off, water heated!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202519000014475202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDMPd2UVT8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/VJQsxlzQDwA/s320/101_0712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And now we're off to another track meet!!  Only a couple more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-3345915296329046703?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3345915296329046703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=3345915296329046703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/3345915296329046703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/3345915296329046703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/water.html' title='water'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDMPcmUVT6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/222GLuCNEDg/s72-c/101_0706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-1387439588429343880</id><published>2008-05-19T07:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T07:48:53.472-04:00</updated><title type='text'>running</title><content type='html'>L getting ready to run the 800m.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202053425559588722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDFoB2UVT3I/AAAAAAAAALo/ulcOU6hLK3Q/s320/101_0699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;E racing himself around a building.  He won!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202053429854556034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDFoCGUVT4I/AAAAAAAAALw/r4wLbwJ6dxM/s320/101_0701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And L finishing up her mile run.  She ran her fastest mile.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202053438444490642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDFoCmUVT5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/eL79Ksr02f4/s320/101_0700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All track pictures look the same don't they!!   Have a good Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-1387439588429343880?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1387439588429343880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=1387439588429343880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1387439588429343880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1387439588429343880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/running.html' title='running'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SDFoB2UVT3I/AAAAAAAAALo/ulcOU6hLK3Q/s72-c/101_0699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-7372916405773927769</id><published>2008-05-16T07:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T07:57:55.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing</title><content type='html'>I've really got nothing this morning. I like to have pictures with my posts. Pictures as inspiration. But I don't have any new pictures. So........nothing!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200942708362137442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SC111mUVT2I/AAAAAAAAALg/d42xbsSKtBM/s320/101_0631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(How about some sprouting rhubarb that I moved from the old house.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M had a track meet yesterday, only two schools. He did really well. L has a meet today. She got mentioned in the Bridgton News as a "hidden lady gem uncovered at LR track meet." In the article she's named as one of the girls who keeps improving her personal time in the 800m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then M has a meet Monday and L has a meet Tuesday. There are only about 5-6 meets total. They're really cramming them in for some reason. I guess the meets have to be done before school is over.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200942704067170130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SC111WUVT1I/AAAAAAAAALY/aY-jIpLOl08/s320/101_0623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-7372916405773927769?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/7372916405773927769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=7372916405773927769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/7372916405773927769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/7372916405773927769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/nothing.html' title='nothing'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SC111mUVT2I/AAAAAAAAALg/d42xbsSKtBM/s72-c/101_0631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-3907329897183084926</id><published>2008-05-14T09:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T09:58:53.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>working hard</title><content type='html'>Mother's Day present from the kids.  E was very proud of himself for picking it out.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200227282774740706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCrrKWUVTuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/IaxKJLC7-nY/s320/101_0636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The rest of the day was spent at the barn, cleaning.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200227291364675314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCrrK2UVTvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/-AV_ePyP160/s320/101_0646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had to move all the cows, all the panels and all the poo &amp;amp; hay. (Good thing we have access to a loader. That would have been a lot of shoveling.) Then rearrange all the panels and cows.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200227308544544514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCrrL2UVTwI/AAAAAAAAAKw/3-JKpgm9-zA/s320/101_0655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I'm not sure who E is going to lasso?? Good action shot though. Barbara and Winslow in the background waiting to go out.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200227317134479122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCrrMWUVTxI/AAAAAAAAAK4/fJNyoZzPCQM/s320/101_0669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Two of the cows had other plans, so out came the real lasso. Doesn't M look so excited!! &lt;div&gt;I bet you didn't spend your mothers day like that!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday when I went to pick L up from track practice.........................I saw this.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200230229122305826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCrt12UVTyI/AAAAAAAAALA/ejd8KXPu-8E/s320/101_0686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then some pointers from coach.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200230237712240434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCrt2WUVTzI/AAAAAAAAALI/n4cGrTUQPxw/s320/101_0688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200230254892109634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCrt3WUVT0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/MnZe-WJu1tY/s320/101_0690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yes, blurry, but she made it!!  That was over 5 feet, but not quite 6 feet!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she's only 5'1" ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said she might try it in Tuesday's meet.  Yikes!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-3907329897183084926?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3907329897183084926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=3907329897183084926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/3907329897183084926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/3907329897183084926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/working-hard.html' title='working hard'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCrrKWUVTuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/IaxKJLC7-nY/s72-c/101_0636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-7916795622390220780</id><published>2008-05-10T11:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T11:22:46.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wishing</title><content type='html'>A couple of critters who wish the pool was open!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198769471493049810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCW9SkF9DdI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ejM8mhZY0cE/s320/101_0626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198769475788017122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCW9S0F9DeI/AAAAAAAAAKY/VVAMTGBw_P4/s320/101_0630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Soon...................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-7916795622390220780?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/7916795622390220780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=7916795622390220780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/7916795622390220780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/7916795622390220780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/wishing.html' title='wishing'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCW9SkF9DdI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ejM8mhZY0cE/s72-c/101_0626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-4337087090591726215</id><published>2008-05-09T11:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T11:27:05.685-04:00</updated><title type='text'>L's turn</title><content type='html'>Both L and M had a track meet yesterday.  I went to L's.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198398253174689186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCRrq0F9DaI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/AIL8Aswz8jY/s320/101_0621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Above is the 800 meter.  And below is the 4 x 800 meter.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198398266059591106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCRrrkF9DcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/AuG42RChbqA/s320/101_0613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198398261764623794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCRrrUF9DbI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6ouRn1g2cQI/s320/101_0617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She also ran the 4 x 400, which she doesn't enjoy at all.  One of the competing teams was Freeport.  Guess who was on the inside of the track with a timer and yelling out pointers??&lt;br /&gt;Joan Benoit-Samuelson!!  Miss Marathon herself....................she's tiny!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-4337087090591726215?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4337087090591726215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=4337087090591726215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/4337087090591726215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/4337087090591726215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/ls-turn.html' title='L&apos;s turn'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCRrq0F9DaI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/AIL8Aswz8jY/s72-c/101_0621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-2618513795759642409</id><published>2008-05-07T09:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T10:11:49.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>looking</title><content type='html'>E what'cha looking for??&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197636775038193506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCG3G8-oj2I/AAAAAAAAAJw/b9aqzHVqplU/s320/101_0603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Did you find it??&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197636766448258898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCG3Gc-oj1I/AAAAAAAAAJo/wO_1xC9BGfA/s320/101_0604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aha, eggs!!  I wonder what kind they'll be..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197636757858324290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCG3F8-oj0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/L6G8MIbEx-o/s320/101_0608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever feel like you're being watched??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197633261754945330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCGz6c-ojzI/AAAAAAAAAJY/vVa-yrv_pC0/s320/101_0612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Henry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-2618513795759642409?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/2618513795759642409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=2618513795759642409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2618513795759642409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2618513795759642409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/looking.html' title='looking'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCG3G8-oj2I/AAAAAAAAAJw/b9aqzHVqplU/s72-c/101_0603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-2197354028855498874</id><published>2008-05-06T07:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T07:48:35.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>random again</title><content type='html'>Bunnies at E's preschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197229327735938210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCBEiZfxXKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/w2m14T_s28E/s320/101_0589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197229332030905522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCBEipfxXLI/AAAAAAAAAJI/RzmcbxN6yaA/s320/101_0591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are four other babies plus Mom, but this one thought he was the most photogenic.  They've named him Gopher.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197229336325872834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCBEi5fxXMI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9EvFVOceGms/s320/101_0586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our sign is finally up.  I think it looks great!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-2197354028855498874?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/2197354028855498874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=2197354028855498874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2197354028855498874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2197354028855498874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-again.html' title='random again'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SCBEiZfxXKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/w2m14T_s28E/s72-c/101_0589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-8715448437426965305</id><published>2008-05-05T09:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T10:22:55.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>random rain</title><content type='html'>We had a rainy cold weekend, so we got nothing accomplished.  Here's some random-ness.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196892928717446242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SB8SlZfxXGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/KqSg3MLZZNU/s320/101_0580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So, this is some pretty sock yarn I got at the sheepfest we went to a while back. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196894728308743282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SB8UOJfxXHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8vEqTfu0JsE/s320/101_0585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my alarm this morning.  He's a tom and must have been calling to the ladies.  By the time I got up he 'd put his tail feathers down, but was still prancing back and forth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196897103425658002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SB8WYZfxXJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/uOd83GjqV7o/s320/101_0584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The crocus mystery..................crocus leaves mixed in with something else.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196897094835723394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SB8WX5fxXII/AAAAAAAAAIw/_oQi5tt7G3Q/s320/101_0582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And these are not hyacinths.  I think they might be alium.  I recall planting bulbs.  I recall wanting to have giant alium.  I guess we'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-8715448437426965305?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8715448437426965305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=8715448437426965305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8715448437426965305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8715448437426965305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-rain.html' title='random rain'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SB8SlZfxXGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/KqSg3MLZZNU/s72-c/101_0580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-2863047473834168050</id><published>2008-05-02T11:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T11:41:53.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>first track meet</title><content type='html'>M had his first track meet yesterday.  While he was waiting for his first event, the hurdles.  He kept saying that he wasn't going to do well, that he was going to fall, that he would probably stink at hurdles, etc.   Over and over my pessimistic child said these things.  I finally said, "Would you STOP saying those things, you're going to jinx yourself."&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195800138713488402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBswspfxXBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/E0dels93HoI/s320/101_0571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Finally, it was his turn and he got a super start, well ahead of the other boys.  He got to the first hurdle and SPLAT, he fell.  It was a really good one as falls go.  I figured he'd get up and head to the sidelines.  But he didn't, he got up and...............&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195803080766086178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBszX5fxXCI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NF-PX1Tx9Ko/s320/101_0572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looked a little nervous on hurdle number 2, but......................he caught up with the other hurdlers.  He came in last in his heat but caught up after that awful fall. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195803085061053490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBszYJfxXDI/AAAAAAAAAII/hLhGLhlijZw/s320/101_0573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The high school track team has to "work" the middle school track meets.  So L was doing paperwork.  She really wanted to anounce things on the loudspeaker, but the mic was broken!!  She looks bored, but she wasn't.  The look is because I was taking her picture!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195803089356020802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBszYZfxXEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yhVzzs4fshs/s320/101_0576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is what she was doing to E.  Such a pretty girl!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195803097945955410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBszY5fxXFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/32qdA4uWaGE/s320/101_0575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was a good first meet, but soooooooooo COLD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-2863047473834168050?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/2863047473834168050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=2863047473834168050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2863047473834168050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/2863047473834168050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-track-meet.html' title='first track meet'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBswspfxXBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/E0dels93HoI/s72-c/101_0571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-1853099016528595902</id><published>2008-05-01T11:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T11:18:33.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Future 4-Her</title><content type='html'>After the weekend with all the 4-H activities, E wanted to work with a cow.  Annie is the youngest, but has never had a halter on.  She is very friendly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBndN5fxW_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/5LGUDVzniOA/s1600-h/100_0564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195426875990694898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBndN5fxW_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/5LGUDVzniOA/s320/100_0564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think they did pretty well.  E only lasted about 10 minutes, but that's probably ok with Annie.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195427747869056002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBneApfxXAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HOJkeZQrc4k/s320/100_0560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-1853099016528595902?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/1853099016528595902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=1853099016528595902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1853099016528595902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/1853099016528595902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/05/future-4-her.html' title='Future 4-Her'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBndN5fxW_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/5LGUDVzniOA/s72-c/100_0564.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-764575685545475462</id><published>2008-04-30T10:12:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T11:03:42.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>vacation happenings</title><content type='html'>A couple of weekends ago, I went to a small sheepfest. I like to see what the sheep look like after they are sheared of their wooly coats.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195043520094755682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBiAjpfxW2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/uOUdM-zuh9Q/s320/100_0465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This white one looked a little worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195045242376641394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBiCH5fxW3I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Nr--ZOSKHmk/s320/100_0482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195046294643628930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBiDFJfxW4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/jnPOr0Udidw/s320/100_0483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This one's getting a pedicure to go with its new do.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195047029083036562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBiDv5fxW5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/LaAPLGaT9S8/s320/100_0470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is one majestic looking llama. Very, very handsome. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195048120004729762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBiEvZfxW6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Ymhmvjc5Drs/s320/100_0480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But it's huge!! The owner was hoping the sheep shearer could sheer the llama, because she wasn't having any luck at all. The sheep shearer took his shears around the llama, turned them on and the llama freaked. The sheep shearer told her he really didn't have time right then, that he had a pile of sheep to shear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195048974703221682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBiFhJfxW7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/0N_KcxI49SE/s320/100_0479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I didn't get any "after" pictures. They just aren't as nice looking. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And while I was admiring sheep and buying yarn. L, M &amp;amp; C2 were doing this..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195051680532618178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBiH-pfxW8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1ONgOSoRYXE/s320/100_0485.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195052938958035922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBiJH5fxW9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/AO81qKmjF6A/s320/100_0490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;No it can't be warm.  April 19th in Maine!!!!!!!!!!  They had a 4-H fitting clinic most of the day and I guess that pond looked pretty good by the end.  L was the first one in and pretty soon there were 7 or 8 more kids in there.&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/8050110567984040152-764575685545475462?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/764575685545475462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=764575685545475462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/764575685545475462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/764575685545475462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/vacation-happenings.html' title='vacation happenings'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBiAjpfxW2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/uOUdM-zuh9Q/s72-c/100_0465.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-8102710275680539240</id><published>2008-04-29T10:50:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:58:37.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"vacation" out of order</title><content type='html'>The kids were on vacation last week and I thought I'd be blogging everyday...................maybe in opposite world, but not mine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These next (I don't know how many) posts are out of order because I can't seem to find the right pictures and it's taking forever, so...........this last weekend, first. A 4-H event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194681557430917858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBc3WpfxWuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/fB4xpvfKAC0/s320/100_0500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L with a borrowed Galloway named Violet. Her heifer was NOT cooperating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194682390654573298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBc4HJfxWvI/AAAAAAAAAFo/MrqyZfQ8R0w/s320/100_0522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;M setting up Barbara's feet. She had her moments, too, as you can see!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194694476692544306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBdDGpfxWzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Em8oM6hqD3o/s320/100_0518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                    C2 with Allison. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194692651331443490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBdBcZfxWyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IsqehRg6tbE/s320/100_0543.jpg" border="0" /&gt; L with her heifer Sage.  I think quite a few people had worked with her (Sage, not L)for the three days so she came around for the last show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194695795247504194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBdETZfxW0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/8q5MbwFrLB0/s320/100_0545.jpg" border="0" /&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/8050110567984040152-8102710275680539240?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8102710275680539240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=8102710275680539240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8102710275680539240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8102710275680539240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/vacation-out-of-order.html' title='&quot;vacation&quot; out of order'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SBc3WpfxWuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/fB4xpvfKAC0/s72-c/100_0500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-6412978418875889662</id><published>2008-04-19T08:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T08:51:05.207-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mysteries</title><content type='html'>Crocus' I didn't plant..........so where'd they come from??&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190936015823333538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAnozbruaKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/hp6Py2tEYKM/s320/100_0457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I don't know what these are either??  Maybe hyacinths, but I don't remember!!  Definately not tulips, although, they may have snuck in with the crocus!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190936814687250610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAnph7ruaLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dElY4Ph0tVQ/s320/100_0458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-6412978418875889662?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/6412978418875889662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=6412978418875889662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6412978418875889662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6412978418875889662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/mysteries.html' title='mysteries'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAnozbruaKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/hp6Py2tEYKM/s72-c/100_0457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-6587659555524107882</id><published>2008-04-17T09:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T09:52:44.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wacky wednesday</title><content type='html'>Going to pick E up from preschool, this was coming at me on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190209060588327410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAdTpEZhkfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ygEA5dkDcu4/s320/100_0418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That's not quite legal!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                    And big news!! Do you see the loose tooth?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190209773552898562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAdUSkZhkgI/AAAAAAAAAFA/zBUEQICIvz4/s320/100_0421.jpg" border="0" /&gt; He stood it for about a half an hour and it had to come out.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190210641136292370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAdVFEZhkhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/n0KNPfAmDw4/s320/100_0422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;First one, how exciting!!  After it was out, he said, "Yes, the tooth fairy!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-6587659555524107882?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/6587659555524107882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=6587659555524107882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6587659555524107882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6587659555524107882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/wacky-wednesday.html' title='wacky wednesday'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAdTpEZhkfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ygEA5dkDcu4/s72-c/100_0418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-6703933319533079251</id><published>2008-04-16T12:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T13:10:32.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>signs of spring</title><content type='html'>I think spring is springing!!&lt;br /&gt;The snowmobiles are beached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189886276616163762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAYuEkZhkbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cI2mS_-j-u0/s320/100_0417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The snow on the pool is melting. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189887556516417986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAYvPEZhkcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/28AqSWN3QN8/s320/100_0409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And the kites are flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189889600920850898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAYxGEZhkdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/CL1MtZexTsA/s320/100_0413.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189890709022413282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAYyGkZhkeI/AAAAAAAAAEw/W8Zy-ud-nrg/s320/100_0410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-6703933319533079251?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/6703933319533079251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=6703933319533079251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6703933319533079251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6703933319533079251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/signs-of-spring.html' title='signs of spring'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAYuEkZhkbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cI2mS_-j-u0/s72-c/100_0417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-6077789905934379115</id><published>2008-04-16T07:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T07:35:21.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I could keep busy</title><content type='html'>Today is E's full day of preschool. I usually plan to get a lot done on these days and end up not getting much done at all. I think I'm so used to having him around wanting to do things that I don't ever get into the swing of things. I need to do the usual housework things. I'd like to work on L's Bonsai Tunic that didn't make her birthday. I haven't told her about it so it'll still be a surprise. I need to run a few errands. And do barn chores because H can't make it back from work today. It's supposed to be in the 60's all week, maybe I can put away winter stuff now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189804277100548514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAXjfkZhkaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ndyvY1ROAP0/s320/100_0343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                              (Zeni, a suri alpaca)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-6077789905934379115?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/6077789905934379115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=6077789905934379115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6077789905934379115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6077789905934379115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-could-keep-busy.html' title='I could keep busy'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAXjfkZhkaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ndyvY1ROAP0/s72-c/100_0343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-7690616594892113696</id><published>2008-04-15T13:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T13:44:24.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>driving</title><content type='html'>This weekend Dad let E drive the Ranger. Whenever Dad says, "Hey Honey, come out and see this." I take a deep breath and grab my camera!! This time I ran back in for the video camera and M was in charge of the stills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189527449278452098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SATnuEZhkYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h8z1CmHHfo4/s320/100_0377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189528810783084946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SATo9UZhkZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Y0uRmqzwC64/s320/100_0378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I got a ride later in the day.  E is only 5 but has always had a knack for mechanics!!  Kinda scarey, huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-7690616594892113696?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/7690616594892113696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=7690616594892113696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/7690616594892113696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/7690616594892113696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/driving.html' title='driving'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SATnuEZhkYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h8z1CmHHfo4/s72-c/100_0377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-88578387829814945</id><published>2008-04-14T12:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T12:53:41.517-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a reason to eat cake</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we had a family party for the birthday girl. It's always a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189141778395140434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAOI9EZhkVI/AAAAAAAAADo/YVs0HktC5V8/s320/100_0387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bee hive cake from Family Fun. Ours was not so picture pretty, but it was yummy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189143114129969506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAOKK0ZhkWI/AAAAAAAAADw/X3OeBtNkTac/s320/100_0379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189144093382513010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAOLD0ZhkXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/IsPLdjmZr_o/s320/100_0383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&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/8050110567984040152-88578387829814945?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/88578387829814945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=88578387829814945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/88578387829814945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/88578387829814945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/reason-to-eat-cake.html' title='a reason to eat cake'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAOI9EZhkVI/AAAAAAAAADo/YVs0HktC5V8/s72-c/100_0387.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-4263177401146902958</id><published>2008-04-12T09:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T09:45:16.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>under construction</title><content type='html'>When E and I went for our walk the other day, I took pictures of this house. Unfortunately, I don't have any before shots, but look at it now!!!!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188353130062891714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAC7rsavSsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/m88Y3HLLfNg/s320/100_0349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188351420665907890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAC6IMavSrI/AAAAAAAAADI/qbUS0tAGimg/s320/100_0355.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It's an old farmhouse that had a big attached garage that led back into a huge barn.  They took everything apart.  They didn't just demolish it with an excavator.  It's taken a long time to get to this point.  Now they're putting a basement under it (I assume there was just a dirt floor under there).  What a lot of work.&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/8050110567984040152-4263177401146902958?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4263177401146902958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=4263177401146902958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/4263177401146902958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/4263177401146902958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/under-construction.html' title='under construction'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/SAC7rsavSsI/AAAAAAAAADQ/m88Y3HLLfNg/s72-c/100_0349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-4407144342016936821</id><published>2008-04-11T09:35:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T10:04:49.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>L's birthday was yesterday, "party" on Sunday. She chose to open only some of her presents and to save some for Sunday.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187981864499890770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_9qBMavSlI/AAAAAAAAACY/47sL7e1cjis/s320/100_0364.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187982680543677026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_9qwsavSmI/AAAAAAAAACg/QJVYJGK57cI/s320/100_0362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187984132242623106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_9sFMavSoI/AAAAAAAAACw/o7Otoeqo4q8/s320/100_0357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She doesn't tuck, not even for pictures!! They have elastic waists. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At E's preschool, in the spirit of Earth day and Arbor day, they are able to earn "recycle dollars"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by doing good for the environment. Turning off lights, making sure faucets aren't dripping, recycling, picking up trash. So we went for a short walk and brought along some bags........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187987555331558050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_9vMcavSqI/AAAAAAAAADA/GLfK0qHCNNI/s320/100_0352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187986241071565458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_9t_8avSpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/OUJ2ZjryIEk/s320/100_0356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He's decided that there are a lot of lazy people out there!! &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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-4407144342016936821?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4407144342016936821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=4407144342016936821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/4407144342016936821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/4407144342016936821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/ls-birthday-was-yesterday-party-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_9qBMavSlI/AAAAAAAAACY/47sL7e1cjis/s72-c/100_0364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-6153460137291620428</id><published>2008-04-09T13:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T13:22:15.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>create-ing</title><content type='html'>Well, I've finished 3 out of 4 skirts. I think I'll let L pick which style she'd like #4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been putting knitting patterns and ideas in a folder. I'm going to try and make as many Christmas presents as possible.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187295958222719554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_z6MMavSkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nP1HEMlLWpE/s320/100_0337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one project...........it's much further along now.  There are two or three possible recipients.&lt;br /&gt;I might make a couple more.  Different colorways, of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-6153460137291620428?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/6153460137291620428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=6153460137291620428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6153460137291620428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/6153460137291620428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/create-ing.html' title='create-ing'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_z6MMavSkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nP1HEMlLWpE/s72-c/100_0337.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-8407285087177251474</id><published>2008-04-08T09:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T10:08:03.114-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wildlife</title><content type='html'>This was outside my bedroom window a couple of mornings ago!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186874229192939586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_t6oVWsWEI/AAAAAAAAACA/qFma1wxyzvs/s320/100_0322.jpg" border="0" /&gt; There was one more, but it was behind a tree.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186875126841104466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_t7clWsWFI/AAAAAAAAACI/_KJf6-Keb88/s320/100_0323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Picture taken with no flash (so I wouldn't scare them away) at about 6:30am.&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/8050110567984040152-8407285087177251474?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/8407285087177251474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=8407285087177251474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8407285087177251474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/8407285087177251474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/wildlife.html' title='wildlife'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_t6oVWsWEI/AAAAAAAAACA/qFma1wxyzvs/s72-c/100_0322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-5389777617750453117</id><published>2008-04-07T16:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T16:42:09.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I went to the barn today to open up the doors and let some sunshine in. E said, "There's a cow out." and I said "Where?" "Right there...." he replied. And sure enough the cow named Buddy was sitting basking in the sun, chewing his cud. He's a cow who's mother refused him so we bottle fed him and let him be "free range" for a while (most of last summer). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186605493089228850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_qGN1WsWDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/UKBW7S1zM7M/s320/100_0465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is him last May.  Too cute.  He's quite a bit bigger now.  But he went back in his coral amazingly easy.  It's a good thing, since it was only me and E at home!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-5389777617750453117?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/5389777617750453117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=5389777617750453117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5389777617750453117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/5389777617750453117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-went-to-barn-today-to-open-up-doors.html' title=''/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_qGN1WsWDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/UKBW7S1zM7M/s72-c/100_0465.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-3303086863956116894</id><published>2008-04-03T13:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T14:03:50.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, I haven't made much progress on birthday gifts. Tuesday I went with my sister to a doctor's appointment and today I brought my mother to a doctor's appointment. Both doctors were doctors who specialize in something specific, therefore, took about an hour (each way) to get to. The downfall of living in the country.....................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time we got back, it's time for the "big kids" to come home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185081076051892258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_UbxFWsWCI/AAAAAAAAABw/o6SsLhuTNnI/s320/000_0021_1.jpg" border="0" /&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/8050110567984040152-3303086863956116894?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/3303086863956116894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=3303086863956116894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/3303086863956116894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/3303086863956116894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-i-havent-made-much-progress-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_UbxFWsWCI/AAAAAAAAABw/o6SsLhuTNnI/s72-c/000_0021_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-4823875784490721343</id><published>2008-04-02T10:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T10:52:58.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>spring</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was cloudy, warmish and foggy..................which ate a lot of the snow around here.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184659988868257810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_OcylWsWBI/AAAAAAAAABo/1ryzjXA40Uw/s320/100_0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is crazy windy.  Everything is blowing sideways!!  It'll help dry things up, though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/8050110567984040152-4823875784490721343?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/4823875784490721343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=4823875784490721343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/4823875784490721343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/4823875784490721343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring.html' title='spring'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R_OcylWsWBI/AAAAAAAAABo/1ryzjXA40Uw/s72-c/100_0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-7450577017195208980</id><published>2008-03-31T10:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T10:26:18.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Skiing is almost over at our local mountain.  My oldest son went on Saturday and had a blast.  I think he'll go again Saturday (the last weekend).  My youngest son went to the movies with his Sisha and saw "Horton hears a Who".  He loved it!!  And my daughter was in her high school's production of  "High School Musical".  I got tickets for my mother and sister to go on Sunday afternoon.  I was selling tickets at the door, so I missed the first 15 minutes (I'd seen it on opening night).  When I did finally go in to the auditorium, my sister leaned over and "whispered",  "You didn't tell me this was a musical.................."  She wasn't happy!!!  She cracks me up!!   She said it was our brother's turn next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-7450577017195208980?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/7450577017195208980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=7450577017195208980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/7450577017195208980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/7450577017195208980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/03/skiing-is-almost-over-at-our-local.html' title=''/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-741157057882377785</id><published>2008-03-28T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T20:12:20.865-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day again</title><content type='html'>It snowed in the night. School was called off, again!!!&lt;br /&gt;I think that's 10 snowdays. Lots of making up to do.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182948710688774114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R-2IZFWsV-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/qXZNmF5txUQ/s320/100_0247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 3 kids home, not a lot accomplished today. I had almost gotten one skirt completely finished before L got home from school. But couldn't finish it today.  I'm also going to make her the Bonsai Tunic from Interweave Knits.  She has some knitting patterns marked and that's one of them.  I cast on and purled one row...............darned snow days!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-741157057882377785?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/741157057882377785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=741157057882377785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/741157057882377785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/741157057882377785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/03/snow-day-again.html' title='Snow Day again'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R-2IZFWsV-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/qXZNmF5txUQ/s72-c/100_0247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050110567984040152.post-5420078091799262158</id><published>2008-03-27T08:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T08:17:54.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>My daughter will soon be turning 15..............I'm not too happy that it all went by so quickly. I've been trying to think of some presents for her. She likes to be surprised. If there is something she really wants she'll say, but I think she'd rather have the surprise. She's at the age where we don't necessarily agree on what is stylish. I went shopping yesterday for a skirt pattern and material.............5 years ago, piece of cake. 3 years ago, easy. Today, not so much. I do think I was successful, t&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R-uO_FWsV8I/AAAAAAAAABA/d8kr3z-pHh8/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182393010640148418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R-uO_FWsV8I/AAAAAAAAABA/d8kr3z-pHh8/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hough. 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So I deleted it and gave up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm assuming with trial an&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R-uLo1WsV7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/314trHIJ_Dg/s1600-h/100_0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182389329853175730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R-uLo1WsV7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/314trHIJ_Dg/s320/100_0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d error I'll "get it".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Buster trying to make his way back inside, the snow was taller than he is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050110567984040152-209866910519234457?l=sallysday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/feeds/209866910519234457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050110567984040152&amp;postID=209866910519234457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/209866910519234457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050110567984040152/posts/default/209866910519234457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sallysday.blogspot.com/2008/03/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>Sally W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14117592981007071310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VauT95BYEmA/R-uLo1WsV7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/314trHIJ_Dg/s72-c/100_0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
