<?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-18716886</id><updated>2012-01-05T17:20:09.635-07:00</updated><category term='Terran'/><category term='comedy'/><category term='books'/><category term='Hikes'/><category term='Misc'/><category term='garden'/><category term='birds'/><category term='Trinity'/><category term='House'/><category term='sprite'/><category term='truth'/><category term='summer'/><category term='snapshots'/><category term='life stories'/><category term='family'/><category term='political'/><category term='computer'/><category term='video'/><category term='Property'/><category term='saturday snapshot'/><category term='Kaitlyn'/><category term='desserts'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='Lily'/><category term='photography'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='random'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='Kaiser'/><category term='Colorado'/><category term='college'/><category term='school'/><category term='running'/><category term='food'/><category term='anniversay'/><category term='hummingbirds'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='hunting'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='visitors'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='love'/><category term='skiing'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Ireland'/><category term='wildlife'/><category term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>one thing leads to another</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-6423149883912009243</id><published>2011-09-03T18:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T18:34:50.584-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Garden Harvest</title><content type='html'>Our garden in exploding with color right now. This is what we picked this weekend and I think we will be picking more in a day or two. So much yummy, goodness right at our finger tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oxkQsXhomwk/TmLB2tZmFSI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ORBmOUvcoUM/s1600/DSC01276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648290028320068898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oxkQsXhomwk/TmLB2tZmFSI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ORBmOUvcoUM/s400/DSC01276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mj6ZLFZyIe0/TmLAIBP2tbI/AAAAAAAAAxo/cflC0toF954/s1600/DSC01277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648288126682445234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mj6ZLFZyIe0/TmLAIBP2tbI/AAAAAAAAAxo/cflC0toF954/s400/DSC01277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to start eating on it all. Tonight we are going to crack open the melon and have some of the tomatoes on our elk burgers. The cherry tomatoes are going into a salad tomorrow for a BBQ at Terran's parents and Monday we will stuff the peppers with cheese and grill them. As for the rest of the fresh goodness I think some canning may be in my future. I love this time of year when all the work pays off from the planting, weeding, and watering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoying the bounty, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-6423149883912009243?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/6423149883912009243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=6423149883912009243' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6423149883912009243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6423149883912009243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2011/09/garden-harvest.html' title='Garden Harvest'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oxkQsXhomwk/TmLB2tZmFSI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ORBmOUvcoUM/s72-c/DSC01276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-7985536654191009230</id><published>2011-08-15T18:05:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T18:35:18.983-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaitlyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>My parents, sister and her two girls just left this morning after a spending some time visiting us. We had such a nice time together hiking, swimming, and meeting Lily for the first time. While here my sister, Salome asked if we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; take a few photos of her, Kaitlyn, and Lily. So, one afternoon I got to play photographer and take a few pictures of some very lovely ladies. We were all pretty excited about how they turned out. The lighting was perfect and the girls were pretty smiley for the most part. I simply had to share a few of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kOJ2cwa0OoM/Tkm5hmZPITI/AAAAAAAAAxg/aOqF7Uxqxvg/s1600/DSC01221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641243995151474994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kOJ2cwa0OoM/Tkm5hmZPITI/AAAAAAAAAxg/aOqF7Uxqxvg/s400/DSC01221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the only one I took of all three of them together and it's a keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ty3lv3P-XmE/Tkm4fk3XN7I/AAAAAAAAAxY/RUeU9oIYdpk/s1600/DSC01226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641242860869597106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ty3lv3P-XmE/Tkm4fk3XN7I/AAAAAAAAAxY/RUeU9oIYdpk/s400/DSC01226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Salome asked for this pose, it came out so nice and clear. Now I wish we would have done one with their hands in the grass too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F8YlKkbld7U/Tkm38K8iamI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/WK83OyG3OMc/s1600/DSC01238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641242252616559202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F8YlKkbld7U/Tkm38K8iamI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/WK83OyG3OMc/s400/DSC01238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily's smile is precious. She loves her Mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hIpViro7kjg/Tkm3K3PD1II/AAAAAAAAAxI/s9K7j5TSTm4/s1600/DSC01246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641241405511947394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hIpViro7kjg/Tkm3K3PD1II/AAAAAAAAAxI/s9K7j5TSTm4/s400/DSC01246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my favorite of the bunch. I love how natural both Salome's and Kaitlyn's smile is. This isn't the pose that we were going for, but worked well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a2EihTUlE5E/Tkm1xlpFDWI/AAAAAAAAAw4/z9mspMVHgcQ/s1600/DSC01255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641239871780883810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a2EihTUlE5E/Tkm1xlpFDWI/AAAAAAAAAw4/z9mspMVHgcQ/s400/DSC01255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this point Lily was tired of having a big grey thing in her face, even so she is pretty cute with her "leave me be frown".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-7985536654191009230?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/7985536654191009230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=7985536654191009230' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7985536654191009230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7985536654191009230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2011/08/photo-shoot.html' title='Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kOJ2cwa0OoM/Tkm5hmZPITI/AAAAAAAAAxg/aOqF7Uxqxvg/s72-c/DSC01221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-4878045899150359843</id><published>2011-07-31T08:20:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T09:04:10.700-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hummingbirds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Little Friends</title><content type='html'>It is the last day of July and I am finally getting to my July post. Yes, this is how far I have fallen in the blogging world; a single post each month is my goal. Now I would love to exceed that goal, but I make no promises to myself or anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last Spring for one of my classes I had to give an informative speech on a subject that I researched. My choice was hummingbirds and I am so glad that I chose to study and learn about that little bird, because they have added to our summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After researching them I decided to put out a couple feeders and to see what happened. We now have a male and female that fight on a regular basis for the sugar water that hangs outside our doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gr0QWgSUN5g/TjVsGooUydI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/l0qh2vO6Mwc/s1600/DSC00974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635529369965611474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gr0QWgSUN5g/TjVsGooUydI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/l0qh2vO6Mwc/s400/DSC00974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Black-Chinned Hummingbird male enjoying a little sweet drink. He is so shy that I haven't been able to get any other close pictures of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TySC5yK83BE/TjVrW8D0ruI/AAAAAAAAAwI/2PxnQ7Mhovc/s1600/DSC01008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635528550547500770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TySC5yK83BE/TjVrW8D0ruI/AAAAAAAAAwI/2PxnQ7Mhovc/s400/DSC01008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little female deciding whether this is good food or not. Hummers are always on the look out for food, because they burn an average of 10,000 calories a day. Some burn more and some less depending on their size and weight. Because they are always on the look out for food, it makes them quite curious and fun to watch zipping around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jWUVH--Rp2M/TjVrC1UwUHI/AAAAAAAAAwA/4lP3oWfPOMM/s1600/DSC01020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635528205142085746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jWUVH--Rp2M/TjVrC1UwUHI/AAAAAAAAAwA/4lP3oWfPOMM/s400/DSC01020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoying God's Creation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YJ-GJHpnb0E/TjVo4J07NQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/M06-4Bf1OnA/s1600/DSC01008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-4878045899150359843?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/4878045899150359843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=4878045899150359843' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4878045899150359843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4878045899150359843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-friends.html' title='Little Friends'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gr0QWgSUN5g/TjVsGooUydI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/l0qh2vO6Mwc/s72-c/DSC00974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-6372124237524237866</id><published>2011-06-12T07:58:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T08:33:16.279-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hikes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Mountain Flowers</title><content type='html'>Over Memorial Day weekend Terran partially tore his MCL, a ligament in his knee. We were so bummed over this injury; because we had a weekend full of outside hiking and biking that he no longer could do (he won’t be able to do anything intense for about 6 weeks). The dr. told him to stay off it a week and he could then go back to work, after a couple of weeks he should start walking on it more. We took advantage of that piece of advice and went to the mountains yesterday to look at the wild Iris. There weren’t any blooming yet, but we found other lovely wild flowers, some fun for the dogs, and escaped the garden that needed a little more weeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FvjXoknrFck/TfTM4csr0tI/AAAAAAAAAvo/1EuJK8byD6I/s1600/DSC01590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617339905386205906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FvjXoknrFck/TfTM4csr0tI/AAAAAAAAAvo/1EuJK8byD6I/s400/DSC01590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RCgPPBmB_gM/TfTMccL7LDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/1LISdI8tXi0/s1600/DSC01596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617339424212462642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RCgPPBmB_gM/TfTMccL7LDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/1LISdI8tXi0/s400/DSC01596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0MhgZaPJEe0/TfTMGZE7VQI/AAAAAAAAAvY/Wj1VkAkPCj0/s1600/DSC01618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617339045420684546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0MhgZaPJEe0/TfTMGZE7VQI/AAAAAAAAAvY/Wj1VkAkPCj0/s400/DSC01618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fEcZAuDSJrE/TfTLtXYBBfI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/VVo7myaiNps/s1600/DSC01592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617338615467148786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fEcZAuDSJrE/TfTLtXYBBfI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/VVo7myaiNps/s400/DSC01592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EEoCPKiKWoI/TfTLQ7Pl2XI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Env8Olc7Ro4/s1600/DSC01604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617338126879283570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EEoCPKiKWoI/TfTLQ7Pl2XI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Env8Olc7Ro4/s400/DSC01604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f97f80bb8d00e877" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df97f80bb8d00e877%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329890569%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D859DF4EC5E649EDC88F59824C5554A6EBA4CC39A.ED78D590961AC6142B2D4EF7E7C26A807EA9D1D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df97f80bb8d00e877%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8Y9aqqn7dkxG7Y4rBgBHpC4dMck&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df97f80bb8d00e877%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329890569%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D859DF4EC5E649EDC88F59824C5554A6EBA4CC39A.ED78D590961AC6142B2D4EF7E7C26A807EA9D1D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df97f80bb8d00e877%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8Y9aqqn7dkxG7Y4rBgBHpC4dMck&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoying the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&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/18716886-6372124237524237866?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/6372124237524237866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=6372124237524237866' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6372124237524237866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6372124237524237866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2011/06/mountain-flowers.html' title='Mountain Flowers'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FvjXoknrFck/TfTM4csr0tI/AAAAAAAAAvo/1EuJK8byD6I/s72-c/DSC01590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-7210770452318695903</id><published>2011-05-13T13:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:26:27.858-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>Happy 10 Years</title><content type='html'>It is amazing to me that we have been married 10 years today. Man and wife, partners, lovers, best friends, and each other’s support for a 10 full years. I keep saying it to myself, because I find it hard to believe. It seems like ages and ages ago that Terran and I were married before our family and friends, another lifetime ago. At the same time I feel like we are just getting started that our life together is brimming with potential and the future. That somehow even with all we have discovered and built together, we have just touched the surface of each other and what our life holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6BNOO_x7LEw/Tc2FaZUwMzI/AAAAAAAAAu8/Jriwb0RzPKM/s1600/DSC01493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606283799667159858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6BNOO_x7LEw/Tc2FaZUwMzI/AAAAAAAAAu8/Jriwb0RzPKM/s400/DSC01493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qYa2yv-uENA/Tc2FCp8T7fI/AAAAAAAAAu0/2qdU00QgKes/s1600/DSC01481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606283391811186162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qYa2yv-uENA/Tc2FCp8T7fI/AAAAAAAAAu0/2qdU00QgKes/s400/DSC01481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is wonderful, one of the greatest joys to look back over the last decade and know that I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t change a thing. Life has been so rich and so full; I would live every moment again with Terran by his side as his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the next ten years,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: For whatever reason this post was removed when blogger was doing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;maintenance&lt;/span&gt;. We celebrated 10 years on May 12&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and this was originally posted that morning ... just so you don't get confused about dates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-7210770452318695903?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/7210770452318695903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=7210770452318695903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7210770452318695903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7210770452318695903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-10-years.html' title='Happy 10 Years'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6BNOO_x7LEw/Tc2FaZUwMzI/AAAAAAAAAu8/Jriwb0RzPKM/s72-c/DSC01493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-3132674079699494385</id><published>2011-05-08T13:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T14:00:47.771-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Mother's Day to all you Mom's out there. This video made us laugh this morning at church and I hope it brings a smile to you too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DqbkT3PnwkQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mom, for all that you have done for me through the years. You gave so much to us children. I love you!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thanks you Mom G. You raised a wonderful son and I am so blessed to live my life with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-3132674079699494385?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/3132674079699494385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=3132674079699494385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3132674079699494385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3132674079699494385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DqbkT3PnwkQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-8812120491381578270</id><published>2011-02-06T08:34:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T10:01:40.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Property'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>The Property</title><content type='html'>Since Terran and I first talked about dreams one of ours has been to own a little piece of land outside of town. We weren’t particular about the city or state this piece land fell into, weren’t too particular about the size of it a couple acres or 50 acres, we just wanted a little space to spread our wings and let our dogs run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terran grew up with a lot of space to play in Canada, being able to hunt, run, and explore right outside his back door, so it seemed natural he would want the land. For me owning property was always the ideal dream. To not have neighbors a stones throw away, to have a garden any size one wanted with a few fruit trees was the dream my parents had and it passed to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last fall we bought our property. After looking and looking the last few years and a few false starts on other pieces of land Terran and I found the piece that is all we wanted. Terran wanted some wild area that would stay rough, while I wanted some places for grass, a garden, fruit trees, and a goat. Our place has it all and then some extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TU7LjVwjS8I/AAAAAAAAAuc/OLWb2KUZ-Wc/s1600/DSC00807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570613597100526530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TU7LjVwjS8I/AAAAAAAAAuc/OLWb2KUZ-Wc/s400/DSC00807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Standing at our gate. We had to wait almost 6 monthes for our closing to go through. We waited a long time for this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TU7LBeOXFOI/AAAAAAAAAuU/3dykcK9guXI/s1600/DSC00813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570613015257486562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TU7LBeOXFOI/AAAAAAAAAuU/3dykcK9guXI/s400/DSC00813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking up our long bushy driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TU7KatFn8NI/AAAAAAAAAuM/vAvzHof9Ris/s1600/DSC00810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570612349232476370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TU7KatFn8NI/AAAAAAAAAuM/vAvzHof9Ris/s400/DSC00810.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kojo running through one of the wild areas. We haven't exlpored all of the hidden places yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TU7H5tPM0lI/AAAAAAAAAt0/FoRTbIpr8fM/s1600/DSC00822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570609583313703506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TU7H5tPM0lI/AAAAAAAAAt0/FoRTbIpr8fM/s400/DSC00822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in one of our large cottonwood trees that were a huge draw for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="260" height="291" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ac933fef247ffbe9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac933fef247ffbe9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329890569%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A61F1E906B850CBFF74CC3C467837E13C11925A.373C5732C1C9D8887AD1D0D31482DD8C745E00F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac933fef247ffbe9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQWecAgp0xtVdxCYav6Iiv3LbvZs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="260" height="291" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac933fef247ffbe9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329890569%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A61F1E906B850CBFF74CC3C467837E13C11925A.373C5732C1C9D8887AD1D0D31482DD8C745E00F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac933fef247ffbe9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQWecAgp0xtVdxCYav6Iiv3LbvZs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TU7AL-tQ5gI/AAAAAAAAAts/6d5mhKajDTU/s1600/DSC00830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570601101147825666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TU7AL-tQ5gI/AAAAAAAAAts/6d5mhKajDTU/s400/DSC00830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so glad that we waited for God’s perfect timing and for His best for our future home. It would have been so easy during the last few years to have pushed for something that seemed great to us, but wasn't the best. God really does bless waiting on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud owner of 8 acres,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&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/18716886-8812120491381578270?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/8812120491381578270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=8812120491381578270' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8812120491381578270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8812120491381578270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2011/02/property.html' title='The Property'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TU7LjVwjS8I/AAAAAAAAAuc/OLWb2KUZ-Wc/s72-c/DSC00807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-1379255352028466887</id><published>2011-01-15T17:29:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T17:43:49.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hikes'/><title type='text'>The Place I Live</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I am overwhelmed by the beauty of this area and can’t believe that I call it home. Yesterday was one such day. I went for a hike with the dogs, taking advantage of my last Friday of break, while Terran was working and it was gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TTI-sFfb6JI/AAAAAAAAAtg/30kTCLP9q1M/s1600/DSC01393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562577416865179794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TTI-sFfb6JI/AAAAAAAAAtg/30kTCLP9q1M/s400/DSC01393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TTI-QD3rxuI/AAAAAAAAAtY/t2nzB_aONbk/s1600/DSC01397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562576935393674978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TTI-QD3rxuI/AAAAAAAAAtY/t2nzB_aONbk/s400/DSC01397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Perfect hiking buddies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TTI9xXSEwNI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/VT5Qv3bVQMQ/s1600/DSC01398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562576408028692690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TTI9xXSEwNI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/VT5Qv3bVQMQ/s400/DSC01398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Too lovely to words...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TTI83sxKzPI/AAAAAAAAAtI/d_144hSflvg/s1600/DSC01401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562575417363844338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TTI83sxKzPI/AAAAAAAAAtI/d_144hSflvg/s400/DSC01401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TTI8Pxa5TEI/AAAAAAAAAtA/CGNimAtCVoI/s1600/DSC01402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562574731417832514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TTI8Pxa5TEI/AAAAAAAAAtA/CGNimAtCVoI/s400/DSC01402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The joy of living in a place where the Yucca blooms in the summer and the snow falls in the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living in the moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&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/18716886-1379255352028466887?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/1379255352028466887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=1379255352028466887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1379255352028466887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1379255352028466887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2011/01/place-i-live.html' title='The Place I Live'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TTI-sFfb6JI/AAAAAAAAAtg/30kTCLP9q1M/s72-c/DSC01393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-6060627235249040670</id><published>2010-12-10T20:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T20:42:02.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>The Last Weekend</title><content type='html'>The last weekend of this semester is upon me. One more weekend of hard work studying for my algebra final, some sacrifice (sorry Jil), and this semester will be finished. It is hard to believe how quickly time has flown. I really can’t think of a fall that has gone more quickly and winter seems to following suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time years ago when I worked at the Credit Union, one of our members was talking about how quickly time was going for him as he grew older. His theory was that a year was a smaller percentage of his life making them feel like they passed more and more quickly. I hope on some level that he is wrong, because he is about 20 years older than I am and I don’t want time to go any faster than it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is school filling my time and brain right now, but Christmas keeps poking its head in my thoughts to remind me that it’s just around the corner. Yikes!!! Packages to mail, cards to write, house to decorate, not to mention cookies to bake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have my Christmas cookie list made and decided with Terran that we wouldn’t do as much baking this year. Right now the list is 9 cookies long and I don’t see how we can narrow it down any more than it has been at this point. The ones that are on the list are keepers, not one can be sacrificed. Everyone loves the espresso crinkles, I’ve always made Nanaimo bar and cant’ leave those off. My great-grandma’s buckeyes are a must and I really want to try the new ginger cookie recipe that has candied ginger pieces in it. We also are leaving so many yummy cookies off, peanut butter crunches, white chocolate raspberry cookies, and fudge. Do you see what I mean? Nine really are just a few of all the ones that sound good. I once heard moderation is the key…. I don’t think it is working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I need to go back to my final Friday studying for the year. That sounds good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-6060627235249040670?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/6060627235249040670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=6060627235249040670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6060627235249040670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6060627235249040670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-weekend.html' title='The Last Weekend'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-5975194396081798319</id><published>2010-11-26T09:52:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T10:14:42.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Children's Books Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TO_pgNkjz5I/AAAAAAAAAsU/07kbS33aO4s/s1600/14549525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543906405924458386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TO_pgNkjz5I/AAAAAAAAAsU/07kbS33aO4s/s400/14549525.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Name Is Yoon&lt;br /&gt;Written by Helen Recorvits and illustrated by Gail Swaitkowska &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: A young Korean girl has recently immigrated to the United States and is struggling to view herself through the English spelling of her name Yoon. She dislikes how it looks in English, it is not happy like her Korean spelling. The dislike of her English spelling is part of her homesickness for Korea and her fear of not making friends in her new home. Instead of writing her name at school she writes other words and imagines how her life would be if she were that word and not Yoon. In the end after making friends she accepts that she is Yoon in English, happy knowing it still means Shining Wisdom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Read: My Name is Yoon has many good qualities to its story. It asks children to look at the world through an immigrant’s eye as they try to learn about the new place they are living. It draws attention to another language that does not use the English alphabet for its words while also focusing on English words and writing. The teacher is a kind supportive person that helps Yoon feel more at home and the other child that befriends Yoon also helps her like her new place. My Name is Yoon is a lovely story of a little girl finding a place in her new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TO_pQDlgL9I/AAAAAAAAAsM/lE5tqPOhQmE/s1600/16660158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543906128366153682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TO_pQDlgL9I/AAAAAAAAAsM/lE5tqPOhQmE/s400/16660158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Tiger Has A Toothache: Helping Animals at the Zoo&lt;br /&gt;Written by Patricia Lauber and illustrated by Mary Morgan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Animals at the Zoo get sick just like people. How do they get taken care of when they have colds, hurt teeth or broken bones? This book answers those questions and more. Each section is a couple pages long and follows one type of animal through their diagnosis, treatment and healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Read: This is an interesting book about some favorite zoo animals that kids can really enjoy. It brings a different perspective to the world of animals through the stories and colorful pictures. It is a fun read for thinking outside the animal box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TO_o9gC9IYI/AAAAAAAAAsE/XWb6fXFcFQg/s1600/14814486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543905809588363650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TO_o9gC9IYI/AAAAAAAAAsE/XWb6fXFcFQg/s400/14814486.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Ladybugs&lt;br /&gt;Written and illustrated by Mia Posada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Ladybugs is a nonfiction book that goes through the life cycle of ladybugs. Its brightly colored pages and simple explanations of what is happening make this a fun read for children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why Read: Ladybugs are easy to spot and fun to find. This book gives children more information about the little bugs that is easy for them to understand and really brings to life an important part of nature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TO_oKvFHMyI/AAAAAAAAAr8/jdsNqvdYlMM/s1600/13709891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543904937450615586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TO_oKvFHMyI/AAAAAAAAAr8/jdsNqvdYlMM/s400/13709891.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Library Lion&lt;br /&gt;Written by Michelle Knudsen and illustrated by Kevin Hawkes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summary: A lion walks into the library one day and loves story time. He quickly learns that certain rules of the library must be followed and strives to follow them. He befriends most of the patrons and the head librarian. To help his friend the librarian the lion one day breaks one of the library rules and leaves. After he is gone he is missed by all, especially the head librarian. The assistant librarian who didn’t care for a lion in the library sets out to find the libraries missing friend and bring him back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why Read: Library Lion shows that books are for everyone and the library is a fun place to be. Not only does it shine a bright light on books, but on friendship too. It tells us that friends take care of each other and that friends come in all different shapes and sizes. Also, who wouldn’t like being able to snuggle with a lion and read a good book at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TO_npmxIH2I/AAAAAAAAAr0/Is_TUJzdfhs/s1600/47776883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 169px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543904368283623266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TO_npmxIH2I/AAAAAAAAAr0/Is_TUJzdfhs/s400/47776883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make Way For The Ducklings&lt;br /&gt;Written and illustrated by Robert McCloskey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Mr. and Mrs. Mallard are looking for the perfect place to hatch their ducklings. They fly around Boston discarding different places until they happen upon the perfect island. After the ducklings hatch Mr. and Mrs. Mallard have quite the adventure trying to move their little family across the city to a spot with lots of peanuts to snack on and room to grow. With the help of a policeman the little duck family makes the journey safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Read: I like that this book values a duck family, a policeman is willing to help and make sure that this little family makes it to their destination. It is also fun to see the different people’s reaction to little family walking across the city. This story leaves one with a good feeling and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuddle with someone small and read,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-5975194396081798319?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/5975194396081798319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=5975194396081798319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5975194396081798319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5975194396081798319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/11/childrens-books-part-2.html' title='Children&apos;s Books Part 2'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TO_pgNkjz5I/AAAAAAAAAsU/07kbS33aO4s/s72-c/14549525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-6700538395085128936</id><published>2010-11-11T21:20:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T22:21:13.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/lrduKkNWhdc/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lrduKkNWhdc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lrduKkNWhdc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; by Diamond Rio &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like how this song draws attention to the foundation of our country and to the many freedoms that we have as Americans. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you Veterans for defending our land and freedom,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Naomi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-6700538395085128936?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/6700538395085128936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=6700538395085128936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6700538395085128936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6700538395085128936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-351962208356214867</id><published>2010-11-08T12:39:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T19:53:13.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Children's Books Part 1</title><content type='html'>I love children's book. I think that they are fun, imaginative and can open up whole worlds to children that they wouldn't know about otherwise. They can help children problem solve, understand relationships better and so much more. Also kids who like to listen to stories are more likely to enjoy reading and children who enjoy reading more often do better in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my Early Childhood Education class we had to put together a list of our favorite 10 children's books and write a little about each book. This assignment was right up my alley, the hardest part, besides taking time to do the writing, was limiting the number of books to only 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the first 5 I chose. I didn't do them in any favorite order, but ordered them by which ones I got first from the library. So there is nothing special about the order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TNi2qObvz3I/AAAAAAAAArs/BeXZkEvLHV4/s1600/16667303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 104px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537376578397261682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TNi2qObvz3I/AAAAAAAAArs/BeXZkEvLHV4/s400/16667303.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TNi2WoyIs-I/AAAAAAAAArk/S2KlCn-nD9M/s1600/16667303.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vera Goes To The Dentist&lt;br /&gt;Written and illustrated by Vera &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rosenberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Vera has her first appointment with the dentist and things are a little different than she expects. She ends up biting the dentist’s finger, running away and finally has her teeth cleaned after a second try in the dentist’s chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Read: Vera is such a real character from wearing her favorite skirt to feel strong and brave to her response of running away from her first dentist appointment. I like that Vera overcomes her fear and finishes her appointment with the dentist and finds that things &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;were no&lt;/span&gt;t as bad as she feared. Vera’s story shows that little people have big events in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TNi2AW1JJJI/AAAAAAAAArc/v5NNHSgf_vE/s1600/24253738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537375859096757394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TNi2AW1JJJI/AAAAAAAAArc/v5NNHSgf_vE/s400/24253738.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Norman: A Goldfish Story&lt;br /&gt;Written by Kelly Bennett and illustrated by Noah Z. Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Norman is a goldfish who was given as a gift to a little boy who really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; want a goldfish for a pet. After trying to trade Norman for another pet the little boy starts to realize just how special Norman is and decides to keep him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Read: A fun story about how any pet can be special from the little boy’s point of view. This story can open up conversation about why kids think their pets are special and what kind of pet they would choose if given a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TNi1o7rItTI/AAAAAAAAArU/I70B5bVqs0g/s1600/19316769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 76px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537375456670037298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TNi1o7rItTI/AAAAAAAAArU/I70B5bVqs0g/s400/19316769.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night, Gorilla&lt;br /&gt;Written and illustrated by Peggy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rathmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: A zoo keeper tucks all the animals in to bed for the night at his zoo. He &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;does no&lt;/span&gt;t realize that a little gorilla is right behind him letting all the animals out so that they can sleep with the zoo keeper and his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Read: This book does not have a lot of words and leaves a lot of the detail of the story up to the reader. It can be a very elaborate or simply told story depending on the reader. I like this book, because it has a lot of artistic detail and the children can tell you their own version of the story if they want to, thus “reading” a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TNi0jECk4TI/AAAAAAAAArM/Aju-0sIH4tA/s1600/14619893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 171px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537374256324993330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TNi0jECk4TI/AAAAAAAAArM/Aju-0sIH4tA/s400/14619893.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firefighters A to Z&lt;br /&gt;Written and illustrated by Chris L. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Demarest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Goes through the letters of the alphabet, matching each letter to some aspect of fighting fires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Read: Children will enjoy this colorful and detailed booked about fighting fires, while hearing the letters of the alphabet, especially those children that like fire trucks. It brings attention to the need for team work and the bravery of those who fight fires for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TNhVsc1i4OI/AAAAAAAAArE/GMSOtcCjnZo/s1600/32707598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537269963995406562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TNhVsc1i4OI/AAAAAAAAArE/GMSOtcCjnZo/s320/32707598.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Franklin's New Friend&lt;br /&gt;Written by Paulette &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bourgeouis&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Illustrated&lt;/span&gt; by Brenda Clark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: A new animal moves into Franklin the turtle’s part of the woods. Franklin when he first sees his new neighbors is scared of them, because they are Moose and very big. Franklin learns to not judge by what an animal looks like, but to accept them for who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Read: The story of Franklin learning to overcome his fear and get to know his new neighbor and classmate is very sweet. The book brings attention to the fact it is not what someone looks like that matters and that we all can be friends with someone very different from us. The role that adults play in this book is very good too. They are not condescending or controlling, but offer sound advice to Franklin and try to help him have empathy for Moose, allowing Franklin to make his choice to reach out to Moose and be his friend on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go Forth and Read,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-351962208356214867?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/351962208356214867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=351962208356214867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/351962208356214867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/351962208356214867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/11/childrens-books-part-1.html' title='Children&apos;s Books Part 1'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TNi2qObvz3I/AAAAAAAAArs/BeXZkEvLHV4/s72-c/16667303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-2405265241697847202</id><published>2010-10-18T15:35:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T06:59:06.453-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaiser'/><title type='text'>Slumber Party</title><content type='html'>We had a sleep over at our last weekend with our nephew Kaiser. It was his first sleep over and we had fun. He did such a great job being away from Mom and Dad, just playing and laughing the whole time. Such a delight to have a little person running around the place for an afternoon and evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMV7j7UodsI/AAAAAAAAAq8/3FucJDOHuHY/s1600/DSC00745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531963574444390082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMV7j7UodsI/AAAAAAAAAq8/3FucJDOHuHY/s400/DSC00745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While at our house the dogs and the dog crate were the favorite play things. I think the crate might have just had a slight edge over the bed owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMV6uuIWYLI/AAAAAAAAAq0/4m08TNKUL0M/s1600/DSC00756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531962660370145458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMV6uuIWYLI/AAAAAAAAAq0/4m08TNKUL0M/s400/DSC00756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMV5WSp59hI/AAAAAAAAAqs/IAtaRVuQMRM/s1600/DSC00756.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaiser trying for the Great Escape on our hike, but Uncle Terran was just a little faster and caught him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMV4IW_DAMI/AAAAAAAAAqk/q1jXhz6LABk/s1600/DSC00761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531959802298826946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMV4IW_DAMI/AAAAAAAAAqk/q1jXhz6LABk/s400/DSC00761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Throwing sticks into the water for the dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMV3yGoGHBI/AAAAAAAAAqc/7xJ7bWGldf0/s1600/DSC00763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531959419950472210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMV3yGoGHBI/AAAAAAAAAqc/7xJ7bWGldf0/s320/DSC00763.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMV2n9MX7zI/AAAAAAAAAqU/U5JisZm7V2o/s1600/DSC00772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531958146107961138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMV2n9MX7zI/AAAAAAAAAqU/U5JisZm7V2o/s200/DSC00772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMV1fqDS9UI/AAAAAAAAAqM/7iA2COjU-OQ/s1600/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531956904019031362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMV1fqDS9UI/AAAAAAAAAqM/7iA2COjU-OQ/s400/DSC00775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaiser was a big help to Uncle Terran pushing the stroller up the hill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMVzV6eteFI/AAAAAAAAAqE/q2wzzDc5zY4/s1600/DSC00788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531954537607034962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMVzV6eteFI/AAAAAAAAAqE/q2wzzDc5zY4/s320/DSC00788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bugs are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMVyPL_U_KI/AAAAAAAAAp8/XIgVJFp3wyo/s1600/DSC00782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531953322536533154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMVyPL_U_KI/AAAAAAAAAp8/XIgVJFp3wyo/s400/DSC00782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tromping along like the big boy he is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMVxXlhsFJI/AAAAAAAAAp0/4vuJK1qB-KY/s1600/DSC00795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531952367318865042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMVxXlhsFJI/AAAAAAAAAp0/4vuJK1qB-KY/s320/DSC00795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing like an after dinner milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TLy-JAIAXSI/AAAAAAAAApc/0TMn1rIJLRw/s1600/DSC00796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529503504365804834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TLy-JAIAXSI/AAAAAAAAApc/0TMn1rIJLRw/s400/DSC00796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nite-nite little buddy. Thank you for only getting Auntie out of bed during the night a few times. You did such a good job sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Auntie Naomi&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/18716886-2405265241697847202?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/2405265241697847202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=2405265241697847202' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2405265241697847202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2405265241697847202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/10/slumber-party.html' title='Slumber Party'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TMV7j7UodsI/AAAAAAAAAq8/3FucJDOHuHY/s72-c/DSC00745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-509171580034331543</id><published>2010-10-10T11:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T12:27:26.560-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><title type='text'>Fall's Arrival</title><content type='html'>Fall arrived this year with heat, our temperatures were in the high 80’s until the beginning of this month were they have slowly dropped to the 70’s we are experiencing now. I am so glad that summer didn’t leave us in a rush, taking her heat and sun with her. I wasn’t ready to see the end of summer this year, quite willing to keep the illusion of summer break even after school had started, through the heat. Yes, that is the reason I wasn’t ready to see summer leave, because it meant the start of school again. I so enjoy my classes and now that I am in them wouldn’t change what I’m doing, but struggled at the beginning giving up my days of freedom. I have to chuckle, because days of freedom for an adult are very different from children’s days of freedom. My freedom meant gardening, going through closets, canning, freezing meals, all those life details that are very nice to do without the pressure of homework and tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about this past summer along with life details it was dominated by three R’s. Reading, Running and Resting… each one is wonderful on its own and together, make for several lovely months of sunshine and fun. It is always interesting to me how at certain times different things dominate; there really is an ebb and flow to all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TLH3DM_3JsI/AAAAAAAAApU/lABmW5p1T4g/s1600/DSC00725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526469852161058498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TLH3DM_3JsI/AAAAAAAAApU/lABmW5p1T4g/s400/DSC00725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we are enjoying cooler mornings, midday hikes after homework and cool nights good for deep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TLH2SKoSjGI/AAAAAAAAApM/qDddGzgCNiA/s1600/DSC00722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526469009711729762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TLH2SKoSjGI/AAAAAAAAApM/qDddGzgCNiA/s400/DSC00722.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&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/18716886-509171580034331543?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/509171580034331543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=509171580034331543' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/509171580034331543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/509171580034331543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/10/falls-arrival.html' title='Fall&apos;s Arrival'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TLH3DM_3JsI/AAAAAAAAApU/lABmW5p1T4g/s72-c/DSC00725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-5499369951410683620</id><published>2010-08-14T14:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T14:36:57.704-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday snapshot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Saturday Snaptshot : Kaitlyn's Pal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TGb9Gn1HA1I/AAAAAAAAAo8/cKJu-J0brh0/s1600/DSC01112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505365884719792978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TGb9Gn1HA1I/AAAAAAAAAo8/cKJu-J0brh0/s400/DSC01112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; Kaitlyn with Kaia when she was a puppy. Whenever Kaitlyn visits or we visit she and Kaia are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inseparable&lt;/span&gt;. Kaitlyn is so sweet and prays every night for her furry friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-5499369951410683620?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/5499369951410683620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=5499369951410683620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5499369951410683620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5499369951410683620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/08/saturday-snaptshot-kaitlyns-pal.html' title='Saturday Snaptshot : Kaitlyn&apos;s Pal'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TGb9Gn1HA1I/AAAAAAAAAo8/cKJu-J0brh0/s72-c/DSC01112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-7972356427663050918</id><published>2010-07-31T11:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T11:50:47.997-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday snapshot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Saturday Snapshot: Cute and Weird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TFRiAR20JmI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Wg4hfz5pAu4/s1600/DSC01042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500128801859053154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TFRiAR20JmI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Wg4hfz5pAu4/s400/DSC01042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CUTE: Bright eyed Kaia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TFRhaIXRniI/AAAAAAAAAos/OpMoBSorPrM/s1600/DSC00684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500128146475818530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TFRhaIXRniI/AAAAAAAAAos/OpMoBSorPrM/s400/DSC00684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WEIRD: Kojo the earless dog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-7972356427663050918?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/7972356427663050918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=7972356427663050918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7972356427663050918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7972356427663050918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/07/saturday-snapshot-cute-and-weird.html' title='Saturday Snapshot: Cute and Weird'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TFRiAR20JmI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Wg4hfz5pAu4/s72-c/DSC01042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-5607507077056635183</id><published>2010-07-24T11:12:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T11:03:11.591-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday snapshot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Saturday Snapshot: Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TEtLVzj2KWI/AAAAAAAAAok/fEpKe4pVCxo/s1600/12138_235522485280_551820280_4775238_8356260_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497570608125716834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TEtLVzj2KWI/AAAAAAAAAok/fEpKe4pVCxo/s400/12138_235522485280_551820280_4775238_8356260_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Terran and his brothers this past fall. Terran, Wes, and Arlin fell victim to No Shave November.  Wade made a narrow escape from the whiskers.&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/18716886-5607507077056635183?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/5607507077056635183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=5607507077056635183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5607507077056635183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5607507077056635183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/07/saturday-snapshot-brothers.html' title='Saturday Snapshot: Brothers'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TEtLVzj2KWI/AAAAAAAAAok/fEpKe4pVCxo/s72-c/12138_235522485280_551820280_4775238_8356260_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-2704586423354138891</id><published>2010-07-20T20:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T20:47:58.054-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visitors'/><title type='text'>Growing Memories</title><content type='html'>I was looking at my garden trying to decide where to start weeding (yes, I have so many weeds I need to pick a spot to start) this past week when I saw a little plant that is not a weed. It was a little watermelon plant tucked in among the onions growing quite happily. I was a little surprised at first, because we didn’t plant any watermelon this summer, but willing to accept the little guy. Then I started looking and watermelon plants were growing everywhere, under the tomato plants, next to the peppers, in the walk way, and with the weeds. How did this happen I wondered, looking around. We’ve never had a watermelon invasion before and I was stumped. Slowly it came back to me…a warm summer afternoon, people’s laughter, good natured teasing, and sweet juicy fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TEZfatpBh2I/AAAAAAAAAoc/NgdpikziQXM/s1600/DSC00675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496185307785168738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TEZfatpBh2I/AAAAAAAAAoc/NgdpikziQXM/s200/DSC00675.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TEZfDTcNvbI/AAAAAAAAAoU/GHS2hAITqis/s1600/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496184905615130034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TEZfDTcNvbI/AAAAAAAAAoU/GHS2hAITqis/s320/DSC00676.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom and brother Ben came to stay at our house while Terran and I were on vacation in May and then stayed the next week with us. We had a lovely time with them and a watermelon seed spitting contest was part of the fun. We all lined up on the patio and spit the seeds into the garden as far as we could. None of us guessed that the seeds would germinate and grow into the baby plants that have claimed our garden as home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These plants make me wonder what kind of seeds I plant in life. When the seeds I plant start to grow into plants and make themselves known do they bring a smile or frown? What kind of fruit do they bear? Sweet or tart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TEZeXmeE15I/AAAAAAAAAoM/Lzv6vybqZ-w/s1600/DSC00613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496184154808965010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TEZeXmeE15I/AAAAAAAAAoM/Lzv6vybqZ-w/s400/DSC00613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now these little watermelon plants probably won’t bear any physical fruit at all, because it’s late in the season, but they give me a smile every time I see them. Bringing me back the sweet memory of a time shared in laughter with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-2704586423354138891?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/2704586423354138891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=2704586423354138891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2704586423354138891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2704586423354138891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/07/growing-memories.html' title='Growing Memories'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TEZfatpBh2I/AAAAAAAAAoc/NgdpikziQXM/s72-c/DSC00675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-5834497880513300560</id><published>2010-07-10T10:36:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T13:01:30.232-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday snapshot'/><title type='text'>Saturday Snapshot: Bird Nursery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDjCgpzRSeI/AAAAAAAAAoE/6eJL4SJtRAo/s1600/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492353611810818530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDjCgpzRSeI/AAAAAAAAAoE/6eJL4SJtRAo/s400/DSC00110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terran and I in May spent a week vacationing in New Mexico. It was a nice blend of camping and staying in hotels, giving us a bit of rustic and comfort. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the nights we stayed in a state camp ground that was a lovely surprise. We had SHOWERS, space to ourselves, and the cool desert night to aid us in sleep. What we hadn't counted on was the bird nursery right outside our tent. 4 am dawned with the screeches, squawks, and chirps that would have done a chicken farm proud. Unfortunately as the sky went from dark blue, to lighter hues of blue and pink our little winged alarm clocks only got louder declaring the day officially started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After sleep's blurriness had left our eyes we watched the busy parents feed their never satisfied young. Flying back and forth from the nest in their effort to fill growing bellies. When the caffeine from morning coffee kicked in Terran and I agreed it was a wonderful start to the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-5834497880513300560?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/5834497880513300560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=5834497880513300560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5834497880513300560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5834497880513300560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/07/saturday-snapshot-bird-nursery.html' title='Saturday Snapshot: Bird Nursery'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDjCgpzRSeI/AAAAAAAAAoE/6eJL4SJtRAo/s72-c/DSC00110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-8402332833947170839</id><published>2010-07-06T19:29:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T20:59:53.935-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>July 4th Weekend</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a wonderful Independence Day weekend. Ours was brimming full with three BBQ's starting Friday evening and continuing over the weekend. We also made time for a 9 mile run/bike ride with friends, pie making, and a day to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDPijb4FKOI/AAAAAAAAAnc/AT8MP7EUHC8/s1600/DSC00895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490981469101041890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDPijb4FKOI/AAAAAAAAAnc/AT8MP7EUHC8/s400/DSC00895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Turkey Flats, one of the most lovely spots we go during the summer. It stays cool and green the whole season making it perfect for a run and some biking this past weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDPe-NQxVqI/AAAAAAAAAnU/bizqu6ADboo/s1600/DSC00902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490977530988025506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDPe-NQxVqI/AAAAAAAAAnU/bizqu6ADboo/s320/DSC00902.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDPehW0zuRI/AAAAAAAAAnM/aaK5clEhYI4/s1600/DSC00899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490977035338889490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDPehW0zuRI/AAAAAAAAAnM/aaK5clEhYI4/s320/DSC00899.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;Resting after my run. While Terran and his biking buddies regal each other with their memorable trail moments. Turkey Flats is one of those trails that leaves you with plenty of stories. &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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDPdTsMoorI/AAAAAAAAAnE/faeMQFig03Y/s1600/DSC00903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490975701046174386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDPdTsMoorI/AAAAAAAAAnE/faeMQFig03Y/s320/DSC00903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Terran holding the new little girl of a friends at the family BBQ. We've known this little ones dad since he was a preteen and are feeling our age a seeing him as a husband and father. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDPbOGVXCqI/AAAAAAAAAm8/JCF2YXw8UlM/s1600/DSC00912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490973405959621282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDPbOGVXCqI/AAAAAAAAAm8/JCF2YXw8UlM/s320/DSC00912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDPapDD55ZI/AAAAAAAAAm0/43KqXA3u0RM/s1600/DSC00925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490972769425941906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDPapDD55ZI/AAAAAAAAAm0/43KqXA3u0RM/s320/DSC00925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terran and I on a walk on "our day". I'm so glad after the fun and busy weekend that we set aside some time just for ourselves. Kojo and Kaia also enjoyed the time out playing in the water and wrestling for sticks.&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;Enjoying the moments,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&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/18716886-8402332833947170839?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/8402332833947170839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=8402332833947170839' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8402332833947170839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8402332833947170839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-4th-weekend.html' title='July 4th Weekend'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TDPijb4FKOI/AAAAAAAAAnc/AT8MP7EUHC8/s72-c/DSC00895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-1690350167119448486</id><published>2010-06-26T13:03:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T15:41:41.728-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday snapshot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Saturday Snapshot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TCZPcwMIihI/AAAAAAAAAmk/hu35P5uDSUw/s1600/DSC00721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487160551388252690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TCZPcwMIihI/AAAAAAAAAmk/hu35P5uDSUw/s400/DSC00721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TCZPKiqtBLI/AAAAAAAAAmc/te6cvdrjNK8/s1600/DSC00730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487160238520730802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TCZPKiqtBLI/AAAAAAAAAmc/te6cvdrjNK8/s400/DSC00730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our nephew Kaiser on his 1st birthday. He had a pirate themed party and loved his chocolate treasure chest with goodies. Personally, I think that he is the treasure, a very sweet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;treasure&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hoping to make this Saturday snapshot a regular thing. We shall see...I just like being out and living life too much to always take time to write about it. :)&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/18716886-1690350167119448486?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/1690350167119448486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=1690350167119448486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1690350167119448486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1690350167119448486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/06/saturday-snapshot.html' title='Saturday Snapshot'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/TCZPcwMIihI/AAAAAAAAAmk/hu35P5uDSUw/s72-c/DSC00721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-4325116783326964662</id><published>2010-04-25T18:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T18:51:51.910-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>An Opportune Moment</title><content type='html'>We have ribs about to go on the grill and potatoes roasting in the oven. Our house is fairly picked up (if the doorbell rang right now I wouldn't be scurrying to hide the mess) and homework is pretty much done. I don't think a better moment to write is going to come along in the next couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news on the bugs is we never saw a one on Kaia or in the house after my frantic cleaning. Thank goodness!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major count down for the last day of school this semester has begun around here. I have two weeks of classes left and then two final days and I'm finished for the summer. To say I am ready is an understatement. I am VERY, VERY ready to be on my own time again. I don't have a bunch of classes, but our life is a little busier this semester and hasn't had a good flow. Signs of summer break coming... a summer reading list under my math book, a couple races on the calender to train for, a vacation the end of May, and a garden tilled and waiting for more then just spinach and lettuce to be planted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times like this when I'm waiting for the end of something and to finish well is going to take time and work. I always think of Paul writing about running the good race. So much of the race is how we finish when we're tired and the end is almost in sight. I want to be a good runner whether in school or running some other race in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to go all serious. I guess it reflects my mindset right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting the days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-4325116783326964662?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/4325116783326964662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=4325116783326964662' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4325116783326964662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4325116783326964662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/04/opportune-moment.html' title='An Opportune Moment'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-8500208933089182644</id><published>2010-03-13T16:27:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T16:33:38.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life stories'/><title type='text'>PLAN B</title><content type='html'>I had not planned on waiting so long before I posted and was all geared up to share stories and pictures, but my plan A fell to the wayside. I got sick, had a couple big tests, and then left for a visit with my family. Now here I am a couple weeks later with the last days of my Spring break slipping away under piles of laundry and baths for the dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know….sounds like lame reasons for not writing more, but we have a time sensitive issue. Kaia when hiking this past week got into some bugs and now has bites. At least we think they are bites and being myself, this means that ALL the bedding must be washed (even though the dogs are not allowed on the beds or furniture), the dogs bathed, and every bit of carpet vacuumed. The thought of bugs in my house is awful to me and the thought of bugs on my cute little dogs is almost as horrifying. I am on the WAR path and no insect shall prevail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/S5wfvWA2RNI/AAAAAAAAAmU/m47rR7dSwvg/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448264547434906834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/S5wfvWA2RNI/AAAAAAAAAmU/m47rR7dSwvg/s400/DSC00071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-8500208933089182644?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/8500208933089182644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=8500208933089182644' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8500208933089182644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8500208933089182644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/03/plan-b.html' title='PLAN B'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/S5wfvWA2RNI/AAAAAAAAAmU/m47rR7dSwvg/s72-c/DSC00071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-8017989770645849068</id><published>2010-02-21T18:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T18:26:32.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>After months of silence I have decided that I needed a blog face lift and a fresh start. This cloudy, snowy day while Russia beats the Czech Republic in Olympic Ice Hockey is as good a time as any. So here I am to see if there are any readers left and if there aren't to share anyway, because I feel the need to send my voice into cyberspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to post this so I can admire my new look with a current post on it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-8017989770645849068?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/8017989770645849068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=8017989770645849068' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8017989770645849068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8017989770645849068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-begining.html' title='A New Beginning'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-3143521948405658958</id><published>2009-11-11T21:17:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:01:37.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Remembering....</title><content type='html'>I started this blog four years ago today, tough I'm not always &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;consistent&lt;/span&gt; about blogging I'm still here. I remember my first post as if it was yesterday and being very emotional about it, as it was and still is close to my heart. I find today that its emotion and heart is still real, I still have the same emotions and thankfulness. Though, now it not only &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;includes&lt;/span&gt; my brother who has served two tours in Iraq, but also my sister who is serving there now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have spent more time thinking about Veterans Day today than I ever have before. I've always been grateful to the men and women that have fought for this country, cried during war films, and read books telling of their daring deeds. But today as my brother is on a plane heading for Iraq, I'm humbled by those that would count the cost and go to a foreign country to fight for my freedom. Because of them I can each day get up and lead my life as I feel led not having to fear for my safety or fear a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;government&lt;/span&gt; that tries to dictate what I believe or where I put my faith. What I see today is a little red head boy that I've played with and fought with all my life on a gray army plane going to continue the fight for me, just like he did when we were little and the neighborhood bully (yes, every neighborhood has a bully) would try to pick on us. Because of him, I feel like I have come to a better understanding of this day. It's no longer a date set aside for faceless soldiers fighting wars I don't remember, because my soldier has a face and this war I will remember." November 11, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SvuQbs-y4_I/AAAAAAAAAlM/9DSQ3bL-gHA/s1600-h/DSC09397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403070983566451698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SvuQbs-y4_I/AAAAAAAAAlM/9DSQ3bL-gHA/s400/DSC09397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you Jon, I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SvuP8vPyv4I/AAAAAAAAAlE/BzVVSs2mIsA/s1600-h/5-12-07+309.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SvuPo2xWQHI/AAAAAAAAAk8/RTc-139v4mo/s1600-h/5-12-07+570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403070110021075058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SvuPo2xWQHI/AAAAAAAAAk8/RTc-139v4mo/s400/5-12-07+570.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Salome (and Kaitlyn for not having your Mommy around all these &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;months&lt;/span&gt;) I love you both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you also Daddy for serving so many years in the Air &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Force&lt;/span&gt; and setting a wonderful example of what is to love ones country. &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;Naomi&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/18716886-3143521948405658958?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/3143521948405658958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=3143521948405658958' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3143521948405658958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3143521948405658958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2009/11/remembering.html' title='Remembering....'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SvuQbs-y4_I/AAAAAAAAAlM/9DSQ3bL-gHA/s72-c/DSC09397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-575352319553049780</id><published>2009-09-20T19:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:31:16.360-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>Where is your Muse hiding?</title><content type='html'>Today at church my Pastor commented that my Muse must have left me, because I haven't posted in so long. It's true that it has been a VERY long time, but like I told my pastor I have had homework. My Muse has been busy helping me to write an essay on the effects of Cholera in the cells of the gut and the body. Not very nice I can promise you and will spare you all the grisly details. While I have stuffed my head full of the organelles of the cell and their functions, read and re-read about electrons, protons, and neutrons, always marveling at the incredible way that God created our body; it's been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I struggle with variables, factors, polynomials it teases me with word pictures, dancing around me with words while I work. It won't let my mind rest only on numbers, but pesters me about all the stories that are waiting to be written. Then we wrestle with me coming out the winner as the alarm buzzes at a 5:40 am and I'm out the door by 7 am with my book bag. Leaving my Muse to watch from the window as I drive down the road to the place called Higher Learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-575352319553049780?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/575352319553049780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=575352319553049780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/575352319553049780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/575352319553049780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-is-your-muse-hiding.html' title='Where is your Muse hiding?'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-6910005348386972149</id><published>2009-08-17T21:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:00:50.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Give Up</title><content type='html'>I am going to blog again! Keep checking, because I will return soon. Summer is always a struggle for me. We get so busy living and I don't write about the things that we have been doing or are doing. It's a time when I don't want to just write about life, but want to be out there living life. Hope that makes sense..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for a come back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-6910005348386972149?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/6910005348386972149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=6910005348386972149' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6910005348386972149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6910005348386972149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-give-up.html' title='Don&apos;t Give Up'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-202307931352685027</id><published>2009-06-21T20:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:31:08.658-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>Life Is A Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Sj7qZv-wCoI/AAAAAAAAAk0/X8dJbN1EFug/s1600-h/DSC09326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349971135460018818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Sj7qZv-wCoI/AAAAAAAAAk0/X8dJbN1EFug/s400/DSC09326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                             Matthew 6:26&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/18716886-202307931352685027?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/202307931352685027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=202307931352685027' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/202307931352685027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/202307931352685027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-gift.html' title='Life Is A Gift'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Sj7qZv-wCoI/AAAAAAAAAk0/X8dJbN1EFug/s72-c/DSC09326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-8256554136613205348</id><published>2009-06-15T07:47:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T10:41:43.366-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Meeting Kaiser Simon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SjZWyp-iDZI/AAAAAAAAAkk/tyG_fpeu76g/s1600-h/DSC09275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347557035810622866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SjZWyp-iDZI/AAAAAAAAAkk/tyG_fpeu76g/s400/DSC09275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Monday we drove to Montrose to meet our newest nephew, Mark and Tamara's little one. We have been waiting and waiting to meet Kaiser and he was worth waiting for. Such a precious treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SjZWN-cuZPI/AAAAAAAAAkc/FnSLXnfBypc/s1600-h/DSC09276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347556405650810098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SjZWN-cuZPI/AAAAAAAAAkc/FnSLXnfBypc/s400/DSC09276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meeting Uncle Terran ( i love this picture)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SjZV3gBBeGI/AAAAAAAAAkU/18g2abU_nUM/s1600-h/DSC09274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347556019524434018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SjZV3gBBeGI/AAAAAAAAAkU/18g2abU_nUM/s400/DSC09274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Melting Auntie's heart (look at his red hair)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SjZVYho13MI/AAAAAAAAAkM/BaZfxDo3rMg/s1600-h/DSC09277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347555487383936194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SjZVYho13MI/AAAAAAAAAkM/BaZfxDo3rMg/s400/DSC09277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A sweet little bundle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347554981373315714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SjZU7EmgioI/AAAAAAAAAkE/yxLkncxdtmg/s400/DSC09278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waving bye bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&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/18716886-8256554136613205348?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/8256554136613205348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=8256554136613205348' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8256554136613205348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8256554136613205348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2009/06/meeting-kaiser-simon.html' title='Meeting Kaiser Simon'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SjZWyp-iDZI/AAAAAAAAAkk/tyG_fpeu76g/s72-c/DSC09275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-6749953425151026474</id><published>2009-06-05T12:47:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T14:53:08.318-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>The Constant Gardener</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SilpfS9ms6I/AAAAAAAAAjU/FpuZR6ILEBM/s1600-h/DSC08435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343918419238892450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SilpfS9ms6I/AAAAAAAAAjU/FpuZR6ILEBM/s320/DSC08435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look around in the garden I live in at all the other rose bushes beautiful and full of blooms of life. All so similar yet so unique, each carefully tended by the Gardener. I look at my own bush, bursting full of color and beauty, then I see a grafted branch and I waver, questioning it's need and the scars it's going to leave. I don't see this graft on many other bushes, yet the Gardener is carefully tending this spot on me. He coaxes life into this intruding branch that is so different from all the others. I see buds on it that look to hold a different color from all the blooms on my bush. I struggle within asking should I allow the sap of my life to continue in this area or should I cut it off, allowing it to wither. Then the Gardener comes applying balm to the tender spots of the graft, promising it will all be okay, that He knows the beauty that those tiny buds hold. To cut them off from life giving sap would destroy some of the greatest beauty on my bush. Though those flowers will burst into color with some pain and heartache it will be good, not just good , but the best that He has.&lt;br /&gt;I look to the bush next to me, so closely entwined with mine that there are no longer two bushes, but one and wonder at the pain and joy this graft will bring him. The Gardner gently works the ground around the roots and asks for trust that though these buds will be so different from others, and looked upon at times as lacking or not quite right, they will the most fragrant.&lt;br /&gt;How can the plant tell the Gardener “No”? When He knows what each bud holds, the weather that is coming, and sees the whole garden, not just the few bushes I do. How can I struggle against the Creator when He has promised “ All things work together for the good of those that love Him”? No, I must embrace the graft, even though I don't understand it and all that it may mean. Take the pain and joy it will bring and give Him the glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SilovOwe60I/AAAAAAAAAjM/zhmOyKkkb3E/s1600-h/DSC08435.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-6749953425151026474?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/6749953425151026474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=6749953425151026474' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6749953425151026474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6749953425151026474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2009/06/constant-gardner.html' title='The Constant Gardener'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SilpfS9ms6I/AAAAAAAAAjU/FpuZR6ILEBM/s72-c/DSC08435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-970361977849681765</id><published>2009-05-11T15:05:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:15:23.452-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildlife'/><title type='text'>Star Crossed Lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SgiV13CeAAI/AAAAAAAAAjE/KN17Ycugj8I/s1600-h/DSC09682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334678511160262658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SgiV13CeAAI/AAAAAAAAAjE/KN17Ycugj8I/s400/DSC09682.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All morning I've been watching this little sparrow and robin together. At first I thought that the sparrow was following the robin for the worms the robin would catch and maybe drop. Talking to my neighbor she told me that they have had a little romance going on all last week. After she told me that I saw the whole relationship with new eyes. Take a peak and see what I mean. (You might want to enlarge the pictures to see more details.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SgiVIb1lnsI/AAAAAAAAAi8/X-QJzUfpGGs/s1600-h/DSC09683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334677730764365506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SgiVIb1lnsI/AAAAAAAAAi8/X-QJzUfpGGs/s400/DSC09683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I'll take care of you, Sweet Wings and find a worm." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SgiUmmyic6I/AAAAAAAAAi0/jMvvba2ucZ8/s1600-h/DSC09680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334677149588812706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SgiUmmyic6I/AAAAAAAAAi0/jMvvba2ucZ8/s400/DSC09680.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yep, you and me togther, that's the way its got to be."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SgiUF8Zfy9I/AAAAAAAAAis/PZ2nvckF5VA/s1600-h/DSC09681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334676588453678034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SgiUF8Zfy9I/AAAAAAAAAis/PZ2nvckF5VA/s400/DSC09681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"I will follow you wherever you may go."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoying a Spring Romance,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&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/18716886-970361977849681765?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/970361977849681765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=970361977849681765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/970361977849681765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/970361977849681765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2009/05/star-crossed-lovers.html' title='Star Crossed Lovers'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SgiV13CeAAI/AAAAAAAAAjE/KN17Ycugj8I/s72-c/DSC09682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-1026207207964989237</id><published>2009-04-30T06:58:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T18:32:42.238-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Disarray and Life In Between Part 1</title><content type='html'>This post is going to be a little bit of catching up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is something I could do on lots and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of stuff. Thank you for all the well-wishes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my history test. It went really, really well. I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now studying for my last test and then SUMMER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAK. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Sfmkglpx27I/AAAAAAAAAik/J-ze8aBEimo/s1600-h/DSC09162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330472513739807666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Sfmkglpx27I/AAAAAAAAAik/J-ze8aBEimo/s320/DSC09162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yipee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning while we were in the middle of our first big melt (not that we get that much snow, but this year it all stuck around until the middle to end of January) I was in the shower thinking about my first real day of class when I felt IT. A drip of icy cold water fell on my head. I looked up and our ceiling was leaking cold, cold water on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I rushed to call Terran, who was having a vacation weekend working with his dad logging,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gush of water flowed from our office ceiling on to our printer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SfmjqvqPMQI/AAAAAAAAAiU/DDCEOls3FdE/s1600-h/DSC09165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330471588713148674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SfmjqvqPMQI/AAAAAAAAAiU/DDCEOls3FdE/s320/DSC09165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the untimely beginning of our disarray and the fun that followed. We called someone after the weekend was over to come out and look at our house, scheduling them to fix it a few weeks later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SfmjLiuX7rI/AAAAAAAAAiM/RSJPTDaTUOY/s1600-h/DSC09166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330471052664893106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SfmjLiuX7rI/AAAAAAAAAiM/RSJPTDaTUOY/s400/DSC09166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't use our office or our bathroom in the time that followed. I never knew how spoiled I was having a bathroom in our bedroom until it wasn't there. An en suite has become the standard for any house that we own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Sfmi0PIOZiI/AAAAAAAAAiE/GgooQYsLxgY/s1600-h/DSC09170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330470652267619874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Sfmi0PIOZiI/AAAAAAAAAiE/GgooQYsLxgY/s320/DSC09170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our office was completely empty for the time that followed, delaying taxes, and everything else that one uses an office for. One good thing is that I file in piles of paper and those were quite easy to transport to a different room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Sfmh23m8qNI/AAAAAAAAAh8/8JgUhLyOpiY/s1600-h/DSC09172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330469597982009554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Sfmh23m8qNI/AAAAAAAAAh8/8JgUhLyOpiY/s400/DSC09172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thankfully all things must come to an end and our house work ended on a beautiful, sunny day in March the middle of at the end of my spring break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver Linings....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The men that worked on the house were careful of our things and not one cuss word the whole two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Terran was able to come home and break up the ice that was melting into our house. I have to add to this one, that I was able to get back off the roof by myself when I was trying to fix things on my own. A very BIG deal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Our neighbors through their $10,000 worth of water damage were able to give us the name of a good company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. That we had a savings account to pay for this, because our insurance wouldn't have covered it, since it was in two different areas of the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. That our water damage wasn't $10,000 worth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. A couple spots looked better after they were through, than when the orginal work was done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Loving my bathroom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-1026207207964989237?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/1026207207964989237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=1026207207964989237' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1026207207964989237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1026207207964989237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2009/04/disarray-and-life-in-between-part-1.html' title='Disarray and Life In Between Part 1'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Sfmkglpx27I/AAAAAAAAAik/J-ze8aBEimo/s72-c/DSC09162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-3659382182962523434</id><published>2009-04-01T08:01:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T08:27:54.287-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>What Have You Been Up To?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SdN1ookVuKI/AAAAAAAAAh0/GDHQAyJO5U4/s1600-h/DSC09461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319724925799741602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SdN1ookVuKI/AAAAAAAAAh0/GDHQAyJO5U4/s400/DSC09461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots and lots of things seem to be begging for attention right now and I would have a list as long as my arm if I were to answer my own question. I actually think the list would be longer than my arm, because it's not very long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am slowly working on a little life update, but have not finished it. I have had feelings of great shame when I think how long it's been since I've posted, especially since my Pastor told me to get busy and post. I decided to just do it and post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The above photo shows what has been taking up a lot of my time the last little while and a great majority of it this last week. I have a history essay exam on Friday and have my work cut out for me. My last essay was on Ancient Greece and it was alive for me, thus it stayed in my memory for the test. This time it's on the Roman Republic, Roman Empire, and early Europe and I'm struggling. I don't know why, but it's not alive for me the way Greece was and it's taking a lot of extra effort to pound all the places and people into my mind. One consolation is that I LOVE this class and think in the end with a lot of mental elbow grease it'll come out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hitting the books again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-3659382182962523434?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/3659382182962523434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=3659382182962523434' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3659382182962523434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3659382182962523434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-have-you-been-up-to.html' title='What Have You Been Up To?'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SdN1ookVuKI/AAAAAAAAAh0/GDHQAyJO5U4/s72-c/DSC09461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-7203737616160161500</id><published>2009-02-14T11:20:00.017-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:26:30.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>A Life of Thankfulness and Love</title><content type='html'>&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;When the new year was upon us I decided I wanted this year to be one of conscious thankfulness. So often we miss little things and some big things to be thankful for, especially when life is busy or difficult. I didn't know the challenges that were coming when I decided this and the last little while has been a bit difficult. I have had to make a real conscious effort to be thankful in some moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought today as we celebrate love and our loved ones that I would share some of the things I have to be thankful in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302723164237820114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcOn3KhcNI/AAAAAAAAAgM/voeYCUfu4Lg/s400/DSC08208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My husband, this man adds a great dimension of joy to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcRGC_tibI/AAAAAAAAAgU/kOTalIxUFUQ/s1600-h/DSC08027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302725881833032114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcRGC_tibI/AAAAAAAAAgU/kOTalIxUFUQ/s200/DSC08027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My nieces and nephews, who are very sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302726718032244738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcR2uFI8AI/AAAAAAAAAgc/My7Mei4fCXg/s200/DSC08922.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcSdfn0m6I/AAAAAAAAAgk/vUaZr7GajOc/s1600-h/DSC08929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302727384166079394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcSdfn0m6I/AAAAAAAAAgk/vUaZr7GajOc/s200/DSC08929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcTM3XhLKI/AAAAAAAAAgs/YMWOsYKXbJQ/s1600-h/DSC08936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302728197993999522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcTM3XhLKI/AAAAAAAAAgs/YMWOsYKXbJQ/s200/DSC08936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302728803333650402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcTwGbvN-I/AAAAAAAAAg0/O2SUjthJAzo/s200/DSC08934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcUlPf9a2I/AAAAAAAAAg8/AUHoq4Lz5pA/s1600-h/DSC08153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302729716300344162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcUlPf9a2I/AAAAAAAAAg8/AUHoq4Lz5pA/s320/DSC08153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can't forget the wonderful four legged buddies that add a lot of laughter and cuteness to the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcVUaIElcI/AAAAAAAAAhE/OTrXYzU8TLY/s1600-h/DSC08292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302730526606792130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcVUaIElcI/AAAAAAAAAhE/OTrXYzU8TLY/s320/DSC08292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcV9QursRI/AAAAAAAAAhM/eL4qk2EBLUY/s1600-h/DSC08160.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcWaD2Lj3I/AAAAAAAAAhU/emEvOPSB-ko/s1600-h/DSC08160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302731723217014642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcWaD2Lj3I/AAAAAAAAAhU/emEvOPSB-ko/s400/DSC08160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcRGC_tibI/AAAAAAAAAgU/kOTalIxUFUQ/s1600-h/DSC08027.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, let me breathe deeply of the life You have given. May all the lovely blessings you have given me allow me to see Your love a little more clearly. I also ask that the trials and hard days teach me to rest in Your steadfast shelter. Let me not become blind to what You are teaching and desiring to do in the hard palces. Thank you for Your everlasting faithfulness. I am so grateful that You called me out of the darkeness by name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcYzjugZVI/AAAAAAAAAhc/llxzhyn0UZg/s1600-h/DSC09026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302734360294745426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcYzjugZVI/AAAAAAAAAhc/llxzhyn0UZg/s400/DSC09026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Naomi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-7203737616160161500?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/7203737616160161500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=7203737616160161500' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7203737616160161500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7203737616160161500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-of-thankfulness-and-love.html' title='A Life of Thankfulness and Love'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SZcOn3KhcNI/AAAAAAAAAgM/voeYCUfu4Lg/s72-c/DSC08208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-879815030246097045</id><published>2009-01-26T13:29:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:59:42.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunting'/><title type='text'>Hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4jN6inOvI/AAAAAAAAAgE/VYtHqp3xHvc/s1600-h/DSC08948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295708933793987314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4jN6inOvI/AAAAAAAAAgE/VYtHqp3xHvc/s400/DSC08948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Both Terran and I have always had some kind of hunting in our lives. For me it was trying to explain beaver carcasses in our garage to my friends from my Dad trapping during my early years, and watching him skin grouse from shooting trips later on.&lt;br /&gt;Terran had a completely different experience. His Dad was a hunting guide during Terran's early years with his Mom cooking for the camp. Later on he would walk out his back door to get deer on their property, and enjoyed long trips with his Dad for sheep and elk.&lt;br /&gt;During our second year of marriage we went on our first hunting trip together. It was cold, long, and successful with us getting a cow elk our last day, since then we have gone some years and not others. Some successful and others not depending on the time of year and our hunting luck. This past fall was a successful trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4ion55blI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ct4vR7RH0w0/s1600-h/DSC08949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295708293136215634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4ion55blI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ct4vR7RH0w0/s400/DSC08949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my view on most of our trips (quite a good one of you ask me). I follow the Master Hunter carrying our supplies and trying to staunch the flow of the 20,000 plus words I speak on a daily basis as a woman. Yep, hunting is hard work for a girl!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4iI4ftwYI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Qc6cS4VqpjM/s1600-h/DSC08959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295707747833987458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4iI4ftwYI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Qc6cS4VqpjM/s400/DSC08959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking quite a while we see wild life. Not what we are after, but wild life all the same. Look closely, it's hard to spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4hTjj3T9I/AAAAAAAAAfs/4eb3u91lld0/s1600-h/DSC08965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295706831681179602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4hTjj3T9I/AAAAAAAAAfs/4eb3u91lld0/s400/DSC08965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We keep looking, being diligent to walk miles and miles over the three days it took us this season to find the elk we were looking for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WARNING - WARNING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- WARNING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are hemophobic, doraphobic, belong to PETA, marched to save the whales, wear a t-shirt claiming the spotted owl is your cousin, or cried when Bambi's mom was killed please do not scroll down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4g3WFJqAI/AAAAAAAAAfk/hXhy6UqaMCA/s1600-h/DSC08969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295706347026360322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4g3WFJqAI/AAAAAAAAAfk/hXhy6UqaMCA/s400/DSC08969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4giGeyRoI/AAAAAAAAAfc/86QPV1iDszg/s1600-h/DSC08972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295705982061659778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4giGeyRoI/AAAAAAAAAfc/86QPV1iDszg/s400/DSC08972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our fruitless days of hunting we finally got a cow elk and worked together to get her skinned and ready to go to the butchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4egegSkvI/AAAAAAAAAfI/vNY-EP42csg/s1600-h/DSC08975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295703755127427826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4egegSkvI/AAAAAAAAAfI/vNY-EP42csg/s400/DSC08975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After moving all 322 lbs of our cow in only two trips using our special sled we were ready to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4d69xhaiI/AAAAAAAAAfA/7ik8NkKhOWk/s1600-h/DSC09357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295703110686173730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4d69xhaiI/AAAAAAAAAfA/7ik8NkKhOWk/s320/DSC09357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elk it's what's for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proud to wear orange,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&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/18716886-879815030246097045?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/879815030246097045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=879815030246097045' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/879815030246097045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/879815030246097045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2009/01/hunting.html' title='Hunting'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SX4jN6inOvI/AAAAAAAAAgE/VYtHqp3xHvc/s72-c/DSC08948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-2065128364524243667</id><published>2009-01-18T08:00:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T08:31:57.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Originals</title><content type='html'>Here are the two photos I posted last time. Now you can see the difference between the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;photoshopped&lt;/span&gt; and the originals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SXNJiqboo0I/AAAAAAAAAew/93QNCA2wEII/s1600-h/DSC08840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292654846945043266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SXNJiqboo0I/AAAAAAAAAew/93QNCA2wEII/s400/DSC08840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think this one of my sweet, niece Kaitlyn in much better with all it's colors.  I like her cute pink shirt and her dark hair... all the colors capture her personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SXNEUjfNgKI/AAAAAAAAAeo/fLNnC--g3uA/s1600-h/Picture+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292649107004686498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SXNEUjfNgKI/AAAAAAAAAeo/fLNnC--g3uA/s400/Picture+063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This photos can go either way.  The color is nice, while the black and white draws your attention to the leaves. Terran did a great job with this picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&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/18716886-2065128364524243667?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/2065128364524243667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=2065128364524243667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2065128364524243667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2065128364524243667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2009/01/originals.html' title='The Originals'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SXNJiqboo0I/AAAAAAAAAew/93QNCA2wEII/s72-c/DSC08840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-1728664316524617381</id><published>2009-01-15T07:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T07:20:16.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>More Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SW9E_sUdZyI/AAAAAAAAAeY/uTeT6TW2rXQ/s1600-h/Kaitlyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291523948203042594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SW9E_sUdZyI/AAAAAAAAAeY/uTeT6TW2rXQ/s400/Kaitlyn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are learning some pictures don't work with photoshop... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291524501255721554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SW9Ff4mfklI/AAAAAAAAAeg/96diHLlNQIw/s400/leaves.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And some photos are all the better with it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Naomi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-1728664316524617381?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/1728664316524617381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=1728664316524617381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1728664316524617381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1728664316524617381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-pictures.html' title='More Pictures'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SW9E_sUdZyI/AAAAAAAAAeY/uTeT6TW2rXQ/s72-c/Kaitlyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-2582315158202681136</id><published>2009-01-05T08:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T08:29:47.217-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Thoughts For Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SWImebwyfnI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/uxzfRiBG9yQ/s1600-h/DSC07250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287831216776707698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SWImebwyfnI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/uxzfRiBG9yQ/s320/DSC07250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The mouth of the righteous is a  well of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But violence covers the mouth of the wicked."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                       Proverbs 10:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"A word is dead when it is said, some say. I say it just begins to live that day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                               Emily &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dickinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-2582315158202681136?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/2582315158202681136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=2582315158202681136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2582315158202681136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2582315158202681136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2009/01/thoughts-for-today.html' title='Thoughts For Today'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SWImebwyfnI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/uxzfRiBG9yQ/s72-c/DSC07250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-4223744200631069923</id><published>2008-12-26T17:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:29:46.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skiing'/><title type='text'>Our Pet Panda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVV2oTkjabI/AAAAAAAAAeI/YBeo2Gyampo/s1600-h/DSC09110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284260172609579442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVV2oTkjabI/AAAAAAAAAeI/YBeo2Gyampo/s400/DSC09110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/18716886-4223744200631069923?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/4223744200631069923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=4223744200631069923' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4223744200631069923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4223744200631069923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-pet-panda.html' title='Our Pet Panda'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVV2oTkjabI/AAAAAAAAAeI/YBeo2Gyampo/s72-c/DSC09110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-2729546710280796319</id><published>2008-12-25T07:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T08:06:07.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVOe1Xsv1uI/AAAAAAAAAeA/N1GJnnHtIMk/s1600-h/DSC09452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283741427567679202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVOe1Xsv1uI/AAAAAAAAAeA/N1GJnnHtIMk/s400/DSC09452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing you the most wonderful Christmas. May it be full of love and wonder at the gift of Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for you mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-2729546710280796319?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/2729546710280796319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=2729546710280796319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2729546710280796319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2729546710280796319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVOe1Xsv1uI/AAAAAAAAAeA/N1GJnnHtIMk/s72-c/DSC09452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-4226722518125860641</id><published>2008-12-22T19:34:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T20:20:04.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Christmas Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBQOiq5UCI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Rizr-fEHEiI/s1600-h/DSC09409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282810573660704802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBQOiq5UCI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Rizr-fEHEiI/s320/DSC09409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE CHRISTMAS BAKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBQ4V7_4BI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/W0Os6cl9AQw/s1600-h/DSC09410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282811291797282834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBQ4V7_4BI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/W0Os6cl9AQw/s200/DSC09410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even the mess isn't the end of the world, because the end results are worth it. And after how messy everything gets my kitchen feels super clean after the clean up is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBReFmtf2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/PXgSZMwbVHo/s1600-h/DSC09413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282811940248059746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBReFmtf2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/PXgSZMwbVHo/s200/DSC09413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBReFmtf2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/PXgSZMwbVHo/s1600-h/DSC09413.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBReFmtf2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/PXgSZMwbVHo/s1600-h/DSC09413.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I include a couple childhood favorites from when we were small. I have a recipe that my great-grandma always made. Terran's family always has these cherry cookies that are waiting for their chocolate sauce. They never last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282813616137643154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBS_ox7JJI/AAAAAAAAAdg/TditASSYjlI/s320/DSC09448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the old; one has to have something new.... White Chocolate Raspberry Cookies are one of this years newbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBUXIOWXzI/AAAAAAAAAdo/YOO23uGtJtE/s1600-h/DSC09444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282815119226986290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBUXIOWXzI/AAAAAAAAAdo/YOO23uGtJtE/s400/DSC09444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBUXIOWXzI/AAAAAAAAAdo/YOO23uGtJtE/s1600-h/DSC09444.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovable, huggable, kissable sugar cookie decorator; he does fabulous work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBU_Bf3V9I/AAAAAAAAAdw/WDiuosyYBso/s1600-h/DSC09445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282815804616169426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBU_Bf3V9I/AAAAAAAAAdw/WDiuosyYBso/s320/DSC09445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBUXIOWXzI/AAAAAAAAAdo/YOO23uGtJtE/s1600-h/DSC09444.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282816285500750770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBVbA7ru7I/AAAAAAAAAd4/5kR00di3yP0/s400/DSC09449.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And when the end comes I'm so glad that this only happens once a year. I made 10 types of cookies this season and ended up with 42 dozen cookies that are guaranteed to cling to your hips and enlarge your .... um .... heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the comments about the butterfly photo. I hope to post more photo shop stuff in the future. We'll see what T. &amp;amp; I come up with. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. We give almost all the cookies away, I don't want you to think that we are little piggies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-4226722518125860641?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/4226722518125860641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=4226722518125860641' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4226722518125860641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4226722518125860641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-cookies.html' title='Christmas Cookies'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SVBQOiq5UCI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Rizr-fEHEiI/s72-c/DSC09409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-6815350112226678073</id><published>2008-12-03T17:39:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T17:50:00.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>The Butterfly and The Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/STcoNSrw6BI/AAAAAAAAAV8/J17HrFel_Ro/s1600-h/butterfly+%26+camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275729697306634258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/STcoNSrw6BI/AAAAAAAAAV8/J17HrFel_Ro/s400/butterfly+%26+camera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing with photoshop, which is fun and unique. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             OR&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275729126899496898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/STcnsFwGt8I/AAAAAAAAAV0/BWR7RgygZx8/s400/DSC08758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The original full of color and life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I can't decide which one I like better. Can you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Naomi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-6815350112226678073?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/6815350112226678073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=6815350112226678073' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6815350112226678073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6815350112226678073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/12/butterfly-and-camera.html' title='The Butterfly and The Camera'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/STcoNSrw6BI/AAAAAAAAAV8/J17HrFel_Ro/s72-c/butterfly+%26+camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-4477001571949828951</id><published>2008-11-27T23:35:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:04:43.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Flop</title><content type='html'>I love cooking!! Usually what I try turns out ok, not always great, but pretty good. We are celebrating Thanksgiving Friday (tomorrow) with Terran's family, so today T &amp;amp; I went hiking, had yummy pork tenderloin for dinner, and I worked on a cake I asked to bring to our dinner. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been drooling over this cake since I saw it on the cover on Bon Appetit Magazine. It definitely is a cake that needs to be shared. What better occasion than a family dinner? None that I can think of until I made the cake. It's a good thing that someone else is bringing pies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273594962185214370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SS-SrWpW2aI/AAAAAAAAAVM/dJ5GmBMHOnM/s400/DSC09038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's what has been tempting me all month. It's a devil's food cake with chocolate ganache filling and white chocolate peppermint cream in the center. The outer frosting is marshmallow peppermint. It sounds sooo yummy to me. I know it's a bit of a Christmas cake, but Christmas is already such a sweet holiday and I really wanted to enjoy this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SS-TplnHzKI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Esuw4tzV_pc/s1600-h/DSC09032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273596031354260642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SS-TplnHzKI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Esuw4tzV_pc/s320/DSC09032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is my cake!!! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Please don't laugh, because I might hear you and start crying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SS-UbZBEVkI/AAAAAAAAAVc/_RMO3yp4-eI/s1600-h/DSC09033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273596886966883906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SS-UbZBEVkI/AAAAAAAAAVc/_RMO3yp4-eI/s200/DSC09033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have no idea what happened. The whole cake fell apart and frosting billowed out of it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first idea was to cover it with the marshmellow frosting and call it good. It would take a lot of frosting to fix this and even then....?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273597577185739826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SS-VDkSERDI/AAAAAAAAAVk/9qflQade1rg/s320/DSC09034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally out of desperation I just tore the whole thing apart and...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273598713899849010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SS-WFu31FTI/AAAAAAAAAVs/niss9pWlmm0/s400/DSC09036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;made a trifle. Lets hope it tastes good. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Picking up the pieces,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Naomi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-4477001571949828951?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/4477001571949828951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=4477001571949828951' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4477001571949828951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4477001571949828951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-flop.html' title='Thanksgiving Flop'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SS-SrWpW2aI/AAAAAAAAAVM/dJ5GmBMHOnM/s72-c/DSC09038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-9088671751463772920</id><published>2008-11-10T18:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:47:35.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Monday Doings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday is always a busy day. It usually means lots of cooking, catching up from the weekend, and getting the week started. Here is what it took to get this week going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Made applesauce for the first time ever today. It came out tasting wonderful, but really smooth. It's like eating apple pudding creamy, silky, and truthfully a little odd. Next time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Made our favorite Beef Stroganoff. The best thing about this recipe is the taste and then how easy it is. Gotta love easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walked the dogs farther than a mile for the first time in two weeks. It's so nice to be feeling better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Asked my cousin for her address, so that I can mail the baby gift I've had for her since May. I thought I should get it to her before she has grandchildren. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ate left over Chinese food and loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Started thinking about Christmas baking. It's never too early to think about cookies and cakes. yum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Washed four loads of laundry and will put away six. Don't ask where the other two loads came from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's to hoping that this small jumbled summery of my day wasn't too boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Naomi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-9088671751463772920?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/9088671751463772920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=9088671751463772920' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/9088671751463772920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/9088671751463772920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/11/monday-doings.html' title='Monday Doings'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-4894455011612512022</id><published>2008-11-05T08:58:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:15:31.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>A Little Cheer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SRHEr8GIcyI/AAAAAAAAAUk/zRMcdkIPASA/s1600-h/DSC09338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265205698518086434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SRHEr8GIcyI/AAAAAAAAAUk/zRMcdkIPASA/s400/DSC09338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SRHEI1znX0I/AAAAAAAAAUc/c9NzZwCtzrQ/s1600-h/DSC09335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265205095534387010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SRHEI1znX0I/AAAAAAAAAUc/c9NzZwCtzrQ/s320/DSC09335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been sick the last week. Yesterday was my first day waking without a fever and headache, which was marvelous. I actually got up and put some dishes in the dishwasher. My sweet Mom decided that I needed a little cheer. She sent these beautiful blooms to brighten my day and they really did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SRHDlBGaWAI/AAAAAAAAAUM/ZXQRpQQoRso/s1600-h/DSC09336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265204480090724354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SRHDlBGaWAI/AAAAAAAAAUM/ZXQRpQQoRso/s200/DSC09336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SRHDxyw2RPI/AAAAAAAAAUU/5DTn1fAgyYw/s1600-h/DSC09337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265204699580482802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SRHDxyw2RPI/AAAAAAAAAUU/5DTn1fAgyYw/s200/DSC09337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SRHC7Qm4QmI/AAAAAAAAAUE/MvorHjULtpA/s1600-h/DSC09342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265203762698928738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SRHC7Qm4QmI/AAAAAAAAAUE/MvorHjULtpA/s320/DSC09342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Mom, you really blessed me. The house smells so fresh with the flowers too. It's nice to have something bright and beautiful to look at.  I love you and your thoughtfulness!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Naomi &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/18716886-4894455011612512022?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/4894455011612512022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=4894455011612512022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4894455011612512022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4894455011612512022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-cheer.html' title='A Little Cheer'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SRHEr8GIcyI/AAAAAAAAAUk/zRMcdkIPASA/s72-c/DSC09338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-1201129985384605043</id><published>2008-10-20T21:03:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:34:42.664-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><title type='text'>Look Who Came to Visit....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SP1K5TMOQ7I/AAAAAAAAAT0/RSRim0xrvvU/s1600-h/DSC09190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259442288103146418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SP1K5TMOQ7I/AAAAAAAAAT0/RSRim0xrvvU/s400/DSC09190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for our special guest to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SP1KJa0EayI/AAAAAAAAATs/BP_zrIApMzA/s1600-h/DSC09193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259441465515600674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SP1KJa0EayI/AAAAAAAAATs/BP_zrIApMzA/s400/DSC09193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Country First! Go McCain and Palin!!!&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259442901019751234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SP1Lc-e7c0I/AAAAAAAAAT8/8n0NFX6isKM/s400/DSC09205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Palin girls and Hank Williams Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SP1Hyj-DiEI/AAAAAAAAATU/LXXkDDG7miM/s1600-h/DSC09217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259438873813157954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SP1Hyj-DiEI/AAAAAAAAATU/LXXkDDG7miM/s400/DSC09217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank Williams Jr singing a little ditty about Alaska's Governor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SP1HXXmH2cI/AAAAAAAAATM/8QtNTDKl0gA/s1600-h/DSC09222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259438406635084226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SP1HXXmH2cI/AAAAAAAAATM/8QtNTDKl0gA/s400/DSC09222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharing her views and making her promises; I hope that Gov. Palin and Sen. McCain get a chance to keep them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SP1GzuRgBPI/AAAAAAAAATE/8LVdoLYPDAQ/s1600-h/DSC09226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259437794247312626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SP1GzuRgBPI/AAAAAAAAATE/8LVdoLYPDAQ/s400/DSC09226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah on her way out. She impressed me as a really nice, direct person and very into her girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello Stacey and Nick. How fun you made into our picture. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-1201129985384605043?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/1201129985384605043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=1201129985384605043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1201129985384605043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1201129985384605043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/10/look-who-came-to-visit.html' title='Look Who Came to Visit....'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SP1K5TMOQ7I/AAAAAAAAAT0/RSRim0xrvvU/s72-c/DSC09190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-1400783613890666761</id><published>2008-10-09T11:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:12:53.381-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>The Guard Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really count on Kojo when I am home to be the protector of the house and of me, especially against intruders. You'd think he'd be good at it, because he's a big dog for his breed, tries to be the leader more often then I like. And then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-58c6467d9e8b6a7b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D58c6467d9e8b6a7b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329890570%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D534F08676915DD0DA7F9CA780C38F8A55BD2A9E0.5134E06EA49291ECE543451B757CAF10A587A4D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D58c6467d9e8b6a7b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqFut7cCKfI9z-2eCMbyTK8t9_Xg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D58c6467d9e8b6a7b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329890570%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D534F08676915DD0DA7F9CA780C38F8A55BD2A9E0.5134E06EA49291ECE543451B757CAF10A587A4D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D58c6467d9e8b6a7b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqFut7cCKfI9z-2eCMbyTK8t9_Xg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...there are times I wonder who would have to protect who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Naomi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-1400783613890666761?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=58c6467d9e8b6a7b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/1400783613890666761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=1400783613890666761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1400783613890666761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1400783613890666761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/10/guard-dog.html' title='The Guard Dog'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-3363290193579277252</id><published>2008-10-06T20:41:00.026-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:41:31.741-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><title type='text'>Fall Colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOrPxsEGVvI/AAAAAAAAARU/pBlLGlj312A/s1600-h/DSC08902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254240367829997298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOrPxsEGVvI/AAAAAAAAARU/pBlLGlj312A/s200/DSC08902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday was Color Sunday and we joined the masses reveling in the surrounding beauty. It an incredible day, we drove the Sprite enjoying the sun and wind to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254241415685137714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOrQuroO5TI/AAAAAAAAARk/EDyTukE6lmg/s400/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254241956409790850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOrROJ_CUYI/AAAAAAAAARs/VBmc9GSyXuo/s400/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The sun and wind weren't the only thing that we enjoyed. The colors this year were beyond what we have seen in past years. I think that we sometimes miss the peak day, but hit it dead on this year. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOrSCqCLw3I/AAAAAAAAAR0/8XAxMLulBSw/s1600-h/DSC08910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254242858366124914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOrSCqCLw3I/AAAAAAAAAR0/8XAxMLulBSw/s320/DSC08910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOrXTKYgitI/AAAAAAAAASs/BjPDPqfTQsw/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254248639485741778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOrXTKYgitI/AAAAAAAAASs/BjPDPqfTQsw/s200/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took loads of pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254244956486082610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOrT8yI9oDI/AAAAAAAAASE/7DeEFrboE68/s400/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254245220223541586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOrUMIo34VI/AAAAAAAAASM/Hs29Lq0aXS4/s400/Picture+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254246588074728898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOrVbwSAncI/AAAAAAAAASU/n3bxYGzNoLU/s200/Picture+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOraQ5a31uI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZkzncIlgT9M/s1600-h/Picture+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254251899107399394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOraQ5a31uI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZkzncIlgT9M/s320/Picture+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cold coming with winds of gold &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And frosts of yellow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Colors all aglow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fall has come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOrWjMJItJI/AAAAAAAAASk/UX1xsaoT1dM/s1600-h/Picture+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254247815324415122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOrWjMJItJI/AAAAAAAAASk/UX1xsaoT1dM/s320/Picture+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-3363290193579277252?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/3363290193579277252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=3363290193579277252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3363290193579277252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3363290193579277252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-colors.html' title='Fall Colors'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SOrPxsEGVvI/AAAAAAAAARU/pBlLGlj312A/s72-c/DSC08902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-1030150625115899656</id><published>2008-09-24T21:18:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T15:46:26.681-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trinity'/><title type='text'>Walking with Trinity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I know I said vacation photos were coming, and they are. I first had to share this last weekend and the time we had with Trinity. We spent Friday running errands with him tagging along with us and we had a blast grocery shopping, messing around the house, and fun stuff like that. Before we took him home we wanted to take him to an apple festival that was going on in town over the weekend. Well, the fun stuff ended just before we got there and the evening military music had started. (Not quite what we had in mind) At first we were really bummed, but leave it to an eleven year old to create his own fun and of course we had to join in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249794503045548274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SNsESTHUCPI/AAAAAAAAAQs/6KGOZ87WKQw/s400/DSC08872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trinity and the apple on a string.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249795050497523474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SNsEyKiCPxI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5zZ5pYzORaI/s400/DSC08883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249795449660653026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SNsFJZh8PeI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/8si9Rno5cj4/s400/DSC08888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can do it!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249796135785614290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SNsFxVi4S9I/AAAAAAAAARE/sKnV3_Khgqs/s400/DSC08895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's harder than it looks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249796661527424946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SNsGP8Ffr7I/AAAAAAAAARM/4UW93jnUGng/s400/DSC08886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It's hard to believe that we have been spending time with Trinity for two years. He has really created a spot for himself in our hearts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Naomi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-1030150625115899656?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/1030150625115899656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=1030150625115899656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1030150625115899656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1030150625115899656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/09/walking-with-trinity.html' title='Walking with Trinity'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SNsESTHUCPI/AAAAAAAAAQs/6KGOZ87WKQw/s72-c/DSC08872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-4036303830729719896</id><published>2008-09-06T20:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T20:36:45.263-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Home Again</title><content type='html'>We are home from our lovely, lovely vacation, while it's nice to be in our own place again, it's sad that our trip has come to an end. I keep telling myself that Monday it's back to life as usual. It makes me happy and a little bummed too. I will post pictures later. We have to sort through them a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SMM8F7ETAUI/AAAAAAAAAQI/3wNFgJ7TKoU/s1600-h/DSC08980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243100463642116418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SMM8F7ETAUI/AAAAAAAAAQI/3wNFgJ7TKoU/s400/DSC08980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went through our newspapers today and found this one tucked in the bunch. We were a little shocked and had a good chuckle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-4036303830729719896?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/4036303830729719896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=4036303830729719896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4036303830729719896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4036303830729719896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/09/home-again.html' title='Home Again'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SMM8F7ETAUI/AAAAAAAAAQI/3wNFgJ7TKoU/s72-c/DSC08980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-5865995929004933927</id><published>2008-07-22T18:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T18:39:20.457-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>JUST A QUICK REMINDER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SIZ9YbIiNaI/AAAAAAAAAQA/5_QoSvRLuws/s1600-h/DSC08545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226002276163925410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SIZ9YbIiNaI/AAAAAAAAAQA/5_QoSvRLuws/s400/DSC08545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/18716886-5865995929004933927?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/5865995929004933927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=5865995929004933927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5865995929004933927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5865995929004933927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-quick-reminder.html' title='JUST A QUICK REMINDER'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SIZ9YbIiNaI/AAAAAAAAAQA/5_QoSvRLuws/s72-c/DSC08545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-7690571578015440264</id><published>2008-07-15T18:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T18:49:00.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Deal!</title><content type='html'>Wednesday on my way home from work I stopped by Target to pick up some dog food that was on sale. I love sales and love them even more when they are on something that we need to buy. I also had a coupon to go with this really great deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly was looking forward to the time shopping and have a chance to refocus on my own life. I had just spent the day with two kidos who were projecting the stress of their families move by fighting. It had been a day of shoving, hitting, toy grabbing, and book stealing. Did you know that there are two ways to move to Africa? I didn’t. Did you know that both ways need the same dump truck to move? I do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I needed to unwind. I walked into the store grabbing a cart while relishing the air conditioner, spent a little time browsing the sales rack, (found a cute pink top that looked good) and headed to the dog food. I found it right away, because of the great sale it had been moved to the main aisle of the store. I smiled at the store stocker working an aisle away from me and grabbed the 40 lb bag of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-r-r—i-p is what I heard as all of the small, crunchy bites my dogs love started pooling around my feet and I was holding an empty bag. 40 pounds is a lot of anything and it most certainly is lot of dog food. It was up over my ankles and spread out all around me. The store clerk just stared, people were poking their heads out of aisles to see what the noise was, some sweet lady walked by telling me how sorry she was, a man told me I needed a pack of dogs, and I had too decide whether I was going to be embarrassed or look at it as funny. The latter won. The difficult part was trying to extract myself and my cart from all the food while a cleanup crew was called. I did have a moments hesitation when I went to grab another bag for my cart, because a repeat performance would have been embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-7690571578015440264?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/7690571578015440264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=7690571578015440264' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7690571578015440264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7690571578015440264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-deal.html' title='A Great Deal!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-3037875984216149177</id><published>2008-07-13T09:11:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T10:10:57.448-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colorado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hikes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Birthday Hike</title><content type='html'>Yesterday to celebrate Terran's birthday we hiked one of our favorite trails here in the valley. Crag Crest runs about 10 1/2 miles, long enough to challenge, but not completely exhaust. It was a great way to escape the heat, enjoy each others company, and celebrate God's creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHoi3XrGfeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/fr6sR0yQ36c/s1600-h/DSC08430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222525052532456930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHoi3XrGfeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/fr6sR0yQ36c/s400/DSC08430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Starting out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHoigBsAcRI/AAAAAAAAAPw/4PZtMm9i7K0/s1600-h/DSC08436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222524651493683474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHoigBsAcRI/AAAAAAAAAPw/4PZtMm9i7K0/s400/DSC08436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A bit of beauty on the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHohDexarpI/AAAAAAAAAPo/_pFxyM6XXK8/s1600-h/DSC08442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222523061573168786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHohDexarpI/AAAAAAAAAPo/_pFxyM6XXK8/s400/DSC08442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of our favorite spots. The trail opens up to a boulder field with a small grassy meadow, filled with wild flowers, and a flowing creek. It's lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHofxV10RgI/AAAAAAAAAPg/t7UVFHCkzYQ/s1600-h/DSC08451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222521650426430978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHofxV10RgI/AAAAAAAAAPg/t7UVFHCkzYQ/s400/DSC08451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Local wild life, a Marmot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHoeTC3JItI/AAAAAAAAAPY/bXy2-Hc-jFk/s1600-h/DSC08462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222520030424015570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHoeTC3JItI/AAAAAAAAAPY/bXy2-Hc-jFk/s400/DSC08462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The trail follows along the top of the crest a far you can see. It drops down the other side just over the peak covered with trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHod4N6jEiI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/59bRTkIBv9U/s1600-h/DSC08463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222519569534620194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHod4N6jEiI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/59bRTkIBv9U/s400/DSC08463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday most wonderful husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHodklB3KII/AAAAAAAAAPI/HKRKmjIcVFI/s1600-h/DSC08479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222519232141928578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHodklB3KII/AAAAAAAAAPI/HKRKmjIcVFI/s400/DSC08479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some more wild life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHocAd46NgI/AAAAAAAAAPA/YcohIifUn5Y/s1600-h/DSC08494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222517512238413314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHocAd46NgI/AAAAAAAAAPA/YcohIifUn5Y/s400/DSC08494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View from the crest, this is one reason we try to hike this each year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHobXarRikI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kGbqj8bFLcI/s1600-h/DSC08538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222516807001279042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHobXarRikI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kGbqj8bFLcI/s400/DSC08538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Made it at last. See you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-3037875984216149177?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/3037875984216149177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=3037875984216149177' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3037875984216149177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3037875984216149177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/07/birthday-hike.html' title='Birthday Hike'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SHoi3XrGfeI/AAAAAAAAAP4/fr6sR0yQ36c/s72-c/DSC08430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-6788081587302620239</id><published>2008-07-13T08:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T08:55:22.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ski Hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Terran playing around during our hike this weekend. It was a &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;beautiful day and lots of fun. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8fe3e0b3ee12f81e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8fe3e0b3ee12f81e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329890570%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F72AF9683F13BC92FE41AE4B4F075DAA8F72453.4061A08661936BFD7CBD1AA24F25D71D2FC56E87%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8fe3e0b3ee12f81e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dbw_A3OElrIV9OAaonbM-PYB12kc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8fe3e0b3ee12f81e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329890570%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F72AF9683F13BC92FE41AE4B4F075DAA8F72453.4061A08661936BFD7CBD1AA24F25D71D2FC56E87%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8fe3e0b3ee12f81e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dbw_A3OElrIV9OAaonbM-PYB12kc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-6788081587302620239?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8fe3e0b3ee12f81e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/6788081587302620239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=6788081587302620239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6788081587302620239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6788081587302620239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/07/ski-hill.html' title='Ski Hill'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-5762271787483515666</id><published>2008-06-15T13:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T13:26:49.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Learned in Sunday School Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SFVsOcP2qZI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ONJVfLhN738/s1600-h/power_ranger_84.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212191139107875218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SFVsOcP2qZI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ONJVfLhN738/s400/power_ranger_84.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Power Ranger's don't laugh!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-5762271787483515666?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/5762271787483515666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=5762271787483515666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5762271787483515666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5762271787483515666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-i-learned-in-sunday-school-today.html' title='What I Learned in Sunday School Today'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SFVsOcP2qZI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ONJVfLhN738/s72-c/power_ranger_84.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-8530406117989047863</id><published>2008-05-12T20:20:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T20:55:25.963-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversay'/><title type='text'>Lucky Number Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCkAjEbY_vI/AAAAAAAAAOo/HfEaNlcfJi0/s1600-h/DSC07000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199687847259995890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCkAjEbY_vI/AAAAAAAAAOo/HfEaNlcfJi0/s320/DSC07000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things I love about you on our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;seventh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCkAjEbY_vI/AAAAAAAAAOo/HfEaNlcfJi0/s1600-h/DSC07000.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCkAjEbY_vI/AAAAAAAAAOo/HfEaNlcfJi0/s1600-h/DSC07000.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCkAjEbY_vI/AAAAAAAAAOo/HfEaNlcfJi0/s1600-h/DSC07000.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your sexy good looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCj_60bY_uI/AAAAAAAAAOg/E2fkx4JREZc/s1600-h/DSC06425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199687155770261218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCj_60bY_uI/AAAAAAAAAOg/E2fkx4JREZc/s320/DSC06425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Interest in events around the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCj-1EbY_tI/AAAAAAAAAOY/VXmnGKItJeE/s1600-h/DSC06174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199685957474385618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCj-1EbY_tI/AAAAAAAAAOY/VXmnGKItJeE/s200/DSC06174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your steady faith in God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCj-FEbY_sI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sLPcwiW4Tx4/s1600-h/Dogs+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199685132840664770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCj-FEbY_sI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sLPcwiW4Tx4/s320/Dogs+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. The appreciation you show for my cooking, because I love cooking for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCj7yUbY_rI/AAAAAAAAAOI/e5tcgBdXByk/s1600-h/DSC08045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199682611694862002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCj7yUbY_rI/AAAAAAAAAOI/e5tcgBdXByk/s200/DSC08045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Your diverse hobbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCj7yUbY_rI/AAAAAAAAAOI/e5tcgBdXByk/s1600-h/DSC08045.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCj7yUbY_rI/AAAAAAAAAOI/e5tcgBdXByk/s1600-h/DSC08045.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My true love hath my heart, and I have his. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sir john &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;philip&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sidney&lt;/span&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;I love you Terran,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-8530406117989047863?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/8530406117989047863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=8530406117989047863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8530406117989047863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8530406117989047863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/05/lucky-number-seven.html' title='Lucky Number Seven'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/SCkAjEbY_vI/AAAAAAAAAOo/HfEaNlcfJi0/s72-c/DSC07000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-6382685092157601883</id><published>2008-04-22T21:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:43:17.459-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>Computer Woes</title><content type='html'>I am going to have to make this quick, because I never know when our lovely computer is going to shut itself down. I just wanted everyone to know that I will be back as soon as T. gets the parts and fixes the Beast.  Hopefully  the Beast will then turn into a Prince Charming and work like it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to catching up on my blog reading as well as writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-6382685092157601883?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/6382685092157601883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=6382685092157601883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6382685092157601883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6382685092157601883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/04/computer-woes.html' title='Computer Woes'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-6632825132174106474</id><published>2008-03-27T14:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T14:51:32.942-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Green the New Vanilla</title><content type='html'>Noticed how a couple years ago or was it last year everything seemed to have vanilla as an added flavor? Vanilla Crunch Cereal, Vanilla Mints (I never understood those), Vanilla Milk and the list goes on. T. &amp;amp; I are always on the look out for the next "Vanilla", curious aboout what the next fad will be (before vanilla it was green tea and right now we think chocolate is it) and if it will taste good.&lt;br /&gt;I have always loved the color blue. It’s been my favorite for as long as I can remember. Lately I’ve been going for green. I wouldn’t call it my favorite, but it’s becoming a close runner up. I have two green jackets, green sunglasses, several green shirts, green earrings, and a pair of green shoes. Anyway, you get the picture of the not quite my favorite color in my life.&lt;br /&gt;While eating dinner the other night I opened an edtion of Bon Appetit Magazine looking for a cupcake recipe and there in bold letters it advertised being the Green Issue. Yep, the Green Issue and they aren’t talking about the food. As I stared at the word Green in bold letters I had a memory flash of all the Biggest Loser contestants wearing green shirts for "Green Week" on NBC, and what about the aricle I read several monthes ago in Runner’s World about the marathoner who reuses his nipple bandaids and carries his own water bottle to stay "green"; I can’t forget about the table at Barnes and Noble selling only "green books". What if green isn’t really kinda, sorta my new favorite color and it’s all a passing fad that I’ve fallen for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling green around the gills,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-6632825132174106474?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/6632825132174106474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=6632825132174106474' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6632825132174106474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6632825132174106474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/03/green-new-vanilla.html' title='Green the New Vanilla'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-2013216040902811052</id><published>2008-03-19T10:49:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T12:03:31.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Drive!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi all, the "other half" here. If you remember, back in Nov. I bought a little Austin Healey Sprite. Well for the past few months I have been slowly getting her roadworthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179499727868591938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R-FHj3HW_0I/AAAAAAAAANc/sNQq1ED3H90/s200/DSC07814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179501828107599714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R-FJeHHW_2I/AAAAAAAAANo/ZvCfxm8J4yU/s200/DSC07815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179502652741320562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R-FKOHHW_3I/AAAAAAAAANw/CxTM3eJYkfc/s200/DSC07819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179502996338704258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R-FKiHHW_4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/a342XoRhrrQ/s200/DSC07821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This involved replacing all brake components front to back, as well as some rust removal and general "sprucing up" for a car that has sat for 5 years. The motor is in great shape though and runs well too. This past Saturday all new parts were in and Aaron, a friend from work, came over and we bled the brakes and clutch. Then, the moment of truth..................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8f918ab02c1a2b28" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8f918ab02c1a2b28%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329890570%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2AE7D82BAFA3C365A17E459FB7C415966E34EB98.3EAD81FEDB8EE460FB194BE7785EAD3A12C033F3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8f918ab02c1a2b28%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHhoY_3Z9lKdrOhfELolCBDqbM5I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8f918ab02c1a2b28%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329890570%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2AE7D82BAFA3C365A17E459FB7C415966E34EB98.3EAD81FEDB8EE460FB194BE7785EAD3A12C033F3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8f918ab02c1a2b28%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHhoY_3Z9lKdrOhfELolCBDqbM5I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Success!! After the first little run to warm up, it ran and drove great. Now for license and insurance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-2013216040902811052?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8f918ab02c1a2b28&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/2013216040902811052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=2013216040902811052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2013216040902811052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2013216040902811052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-drive.html' title='First Drive!!'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R-FHj3HW_0I/AAAAAAAAANc/sNQq1ED3H90/s72-c/DSC07814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-2569863667032232993</id><published>2008-03-17T10:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T11:29:55.888-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>This is only a test. 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Do not adjust your television set.'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-3531062157134669087</id><published>2008-03-14T18:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T18:44:37.799-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>What I've Been Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R9saSnHW_yI/AAAAAAAAANM/CWpgLSQGiqU/s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1600-h/DSC07824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R9saSnHW_yI/AAAAAAAAANM/CWpgLSQGiqU/s200/DSC07824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177761103632334626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been reading the greatest books of late. I love it when I hit a stretch of books that I look back on and can’t find a bad one among them ; I find only good stories that I was sad to leave. I have been wanting to write a blog about the books I’ve read for a long time and realized that it would be wrong of me to put it off any longer and not share these stories with you. I can be such a procrastinator at times; it drives me nuts. Anyway here are the books. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride and Prescience &lt;/strong&gt;by Carrie Bebris&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is yet another book about the world that Jane Austen created in Pride and Prejudice, one I have to say does a wonderful job following the tone that Austen set in her original story. Pride and Prescience starts at the newly married Darcy’s wedding party and follows them through the first weeks of their marriage as they become involved in a mystery concerning Mr. Bingley’s sister Caroline. I would put this book in the Victorian Cozy Mystery reads, a genre that I find light and fun, even when dealing with some of the supernatural as this one did. I enjoyed this book so much that I went to the library to find book two, Suspense and Sensibility, and enjoyed it as well, though it delved a little more heavily with spiritualism than the first, changing the tone slightly. Still it was a fun read, that I enjoyed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thief Taker&lt;/strong&gt; by Janet Gleeson &lt;br /&gt;Agnes Meadows a cook for a family of Silversmiths is asked by her employer to help solve a burglary that has taken place, leading her into criminal underworld of 18th century England. I could not put this book down. It felt like I was back in Old England myself with the descriptions of the area and the people. At times I could smell the food that Agnes was cooking or the open sewers of the city. I felt that Gleeson really stayed true to how the people would have behaved, especially the servants towards the employers. My only warning about The Thief Taker is that it can be a bit grisly when a murdered body or two show up. It didn’t bother me, but if one is very sensitive be warned. I can’t wait to read some of Janet Gleeson’s other stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Proper Pursuit&lt;/strong&gt; by Lynn Austin&lt;br /&gt;Lynn Austin is one of my favorite authors; I have immensely enjoyed all six of her books that I have read. She brings both other times and places alive in her stories while creating wonderful characters that are real in their life and walk with the Lord. I have purposely not read all of her books so that they are there when I’m at a loss of what to read and just want a good book. Silly I know, but fall backs are very important in the literary world. When I first started A Proper Pursuit I was slightly taken aback, because it dealt with a young woman out of finishing school in the 1800’s; like so many other books both Christian and non-Christian that are in the market right now. I almost didn’t read it; what a loss that would have been on my part. Instead of finding a silly book about etiquette fiascos I found a really sweet, charming story about a young woman in search of a mother that she barely remembers. While searching for her mother in Chicago during the Worlds Fair in 1893 with her Grandmother and Great-Aunts in tow Violet Hayes finds more than she bargains for (with one or two fiascos) in suitors and the reality of life. I really enjoyed this coming-of-age story with it’s delightful ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Kommandant's Girl&lt;/strong&gt; by Pam Jenoff&lt;br /&gt;Emma Bau becomes a spy for the resistance during World War 2 masquerading as a gentile secretary to a high ranking Nazi official. Written in first person this story does not go into a lot of historical detail, but more into the moral decisions and stresses that Emma has to make to help her people against the devastation of the Nazi’s. Her job places her marriage vows and the people that she loves on the line. While I didn’t agree with all the choices that Emma made in her life, I found the story to be interesting, bringing to light situations that I hadn’t thought about concerning World War 2. I don’t think that Pam Jenoff created a really strong, memorable character in Emma, at times I felt that she really didn’t grasp the seriousness of the war and what was going on around her, but then does one really understand what they are in the middle of each day, while trying to survive. Maybe in writing about a character that felt lost, confused, and a bit selfish Pam Jenoff created a real person. For me personally I wouldn’t call this a great book in writing style or characters,but an interesting read all the same. &lt;br /&gt;There are other books that I would like to write about, but I have been catching up on email and other computer stuff all day and am going a little cross eyed. I will have to write more later and share a little about our daily lives too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Reading, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-3531062157134669087?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/3531062157134669087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=3531062157134669087' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3531062157134669087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3531062157134669087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-ive-been-reading.html' title='What I&apos;ve Been Reading'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R9saSnHW_yI/AAAAAAAAANM/CWpgLSQGiqU/s72-c/DSC07824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-4742311663191473638</id><published>2008-03-10T22:11:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:32:04.934-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ireland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Terran's New Career</title><content type='html'>Terran and I have been talking about him pursuing a different line of work. You know how it is when you have those "what if" conversations. While in Ireland Terran found, quite by accident, his new career. Here for your eyes only is a little peek into what the future holds for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R9YJsnHW_xI/AAAAAAAAANE/SIc0Qn59n8M/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R9YJsnHW_xI/AAAAAAAAANE/SIc0Qn59n8M/s400/DSC00173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176335483727707922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah, very natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R9YIWHHW_vI/AAAAAAAAAM4/yETe33Wng2k/s1600-h/DSC00174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R9YIWHHW_vI/AAAAAAAAAM4/yETe33Wng2k/s400/DSC00174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176333997669023474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GQ Pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R9YHz3HW_uI/AAAAAAAAAMw/vgP_iySQIz0/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R9YHz3HW_uI/AAAAAAAAAMw/vgP_iySQIz0/s400/DSC00175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176333409258503906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, really working it now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R9YGvXHW_tI/AAAAAAAAAMo/_36fX76RVcc/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R9YGvXHW_tI/AAAAAAAAAMo/_36fX76RVcc/s400/DSC00065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176332232437464786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce you to America's Next Top Model, or is it Canada's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second thought, maybe he'll stay in aviation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS My Husband can be such a clown and I love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-4742311663191473638?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/4742311663191473638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=4742311663191473638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4742311663191473638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4742311663191473638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/03/terrans-new-career.html' title='Terran&apos;s New Career'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R9YJsnHW_xI/AAAAAAAAANE/SIc0Qn59n8M/s72-c/DSC00173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-4825898887642236715</id><published>2008-02-11T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:24:17.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skiing'/><title type='text'>Superbowl Snow</title><content type='html'>Terran and I had a delightfully lazy Superbowl Sunday last week. Our favorite aspect of the day was the food and this year featured an Ale we had in Ireland and Mackeral in tomato sauce that Tamara introduced me to over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R7Eceh_qnsI/AAAAAAAAAMY/LgzePwUxp6c/s1600-h/collage7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165941558417727170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R7Eceh_qnsI/AAAAAAAAAMY/LgzePwUxp6c/s400/collage7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R7EcIh_qnrI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/y34kQQ4a4Og/s1600-h/collage8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165941180460605106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R7EcIh_qnrI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/y34kQQ4a4Og/s400/collage8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the day by taking a walk and playing outside with the dogs in the snow. We got about four inches that evening. I love it when the flakes are big and fat. It felt like an adventure being out in the dark with the snow falling hard and fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R7EbGB_qnqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Soy0KGGWCEA/s1600-h/DSC07807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165940037999304354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R7EbGB_qnqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Soy0KGGWCEA/s400/DSC07807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After such a great snow fall Sunday I had to get out Monday and do a little crosscountry skiing. It was way too beautiful of a day not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R7EYch_qnoI/AAAAAAAAAL0/_ecwX1rtSnA/s1600-h/DSC07806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165937126011477634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R7EYch_qnoI/AAAAAAAAAL0/_ecwX1rtSnA/s400/DSC07806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Turds catching their breath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R7EW1x_qnnI/AAAAAAAAALs/9rQfoXgq5hQ/s1600-h/DSC07817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165935360779918962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R7EW1x_qnnI/AAAAAAAAALs/9rQfoXgq5hQ/s400/DSC07817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying the day to the fullest. It couldn't have gotten much better, other than not having bruised my tush ,when I fell going down a hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping for a quick recovery,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&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/18716886-4825898887642236715?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/4825898887642236715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=4825898887642236715' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4825898887642236715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4825898887642236715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/02/superbowl-snow.html' title='Superbowl Snow'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R7Eceh_qnsI/AAAAAAAAAMY/LgzePwUxp6c/s72-c/collage7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-7836204447109952002</id><published>2008-02-03T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T14:45:32.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ireland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>THE LAND OF THE IRISH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YyLIigMUI/AAAAAAAAALk/OZ1wUdwT1LQ/s1600-h/DSC07736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162869189679001922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YyLIigMUI/AAAAAAAAALk/OZ1wUdwT1LQ/s400/DSC07736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6Yx4IigMTI/AAAAAAAAALc/SAGvUqohPg0/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162868863261487410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6Yx4IigMTI/AAAAAAAAALc/SAGvUqohPg0/s400/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YxbIigMSI/AAAAAAAAALU/WYp90UKd1Go/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162868365045281058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YxbIigMSI/AAAAAAAAALU/WYp90UKd1Go/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YxCYigMRI/AAAAAAAAALM/XCIv-_8MKcM/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162867939843518738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YxCYigMRI/AAAAAAAAALM/XCIv-_8MKcM/s400/DSC00104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YwxoigMQI/AAAAAAAAALE/8VqE0em6sso/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162867652080709890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YwxoigMQI/AAAAAAAAALE/8VqE0em6sso/s400/DSC00130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YwP4igMPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/mBZOze9CGTo/s1600-h/DSC07418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162867072260124914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YwP4igMPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/mBZOze9CGTo/s200/DSC07418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6Yv94igMOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/MqTp-FORlTs/s1600-h/DSC07395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162866763022479586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6Yv94igMOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/MqTp-FORlTs/s320/DSC07395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6Yu5IigMNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/cE5SP39DaMY/s1600-h/DSC07393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162865581906473170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6Yu5IigMNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/cE5SP39DaMY/s400/DSC07393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6Yud4igMMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/4NvDo3XAlL0/s1600-h/DSC00202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162865113755037890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6Yud4igMMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/4NvDo3XAlL0/s400/DSC00202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YtFYigMKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/AONxgKglzfE/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162863593336615074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YtFYigMKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/AONxgKglzfE/s320/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YsvIigMJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/o8Mo9ZIr4kU/s1600-h/DSC00348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162863211084525714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YsvIigMJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/o8Mo9ZIr4kU/s200/DSC00348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YsX4igMII/AAAAAAAAAKE/vKiEllV601Y/s1600-h/DSC07442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162862811652567170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YsX4igMII/AAAAAAAAAKE/vKiEllV601Y/s400/DSC07442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6Yr9YigMHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_Cc7L6Zcxww/s1600-h/DSC07461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162862356386033778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6Yr9YigMHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_Cc7L6Zcxww/s400/DSC07461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6Yq_IigMGI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Z_yrpj5rJrc/s1600-h/DSC07643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162861286939177058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6Yq_IigMGI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Z_yrpj5rJrc/s400/DSC07643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We had a wonderful time with Mark &amp;amp; Tamara, Wes and our friend Greg in Ireland. The place is beautiful, with a surprise around every corner. I feel as though we barely scratched the surface of what there is to see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Naomi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-7836204447109952002?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/7836204447109952002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=7836204447109952002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7836204447109952002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7836204447109952002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/02/land-of-irish.html' title='THE LAND OF THE IRISH'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R6YyLIigMUI/AAAAAAAAALk/OZ1wUdwT1LQ/s72-c/DSC07736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-4779574582440511258</id><published>2008-01-19T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T12:16:11.671-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ireland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I DREAM OF IRELAND</title><content type='html'>I have been dreaming of Ireland these last few night. Beautiful visions of the Emerald Isle fill my head or getting lost in the fog as I look for my hubby causes my heart to pound and then I awake to realise that I am in my own bed and that our Ireland adventure has not begun yet.&lt;br /&gt;Hurray for today, because in about an hour we will be riding in a car with family and friends over the mountains for Denver and then boarding a plane tomorrow that will carry us to my beautiful dream of the Emerald Isle. I refuse to believe that I am going to lose Terran in the fog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in 10 days,&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-4779574582440511258?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/4779574582440511258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=4779574582440511258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4779574582440511258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4779574582440511258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dream-of-ireland.html' title='I DREAM OF IRELAND'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-1208257336308574504</id><published>2007-12-17T21:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T21:53:42.429-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R2dQJtYWljI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2lM6NGdbMsA/s1600-h/collage6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145169227024864818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R2dQJtYWljI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2lM6NGdbMsA/s400/collage6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last week and a half I have had a cold, a pretty bad one that has worn me out. Last Thursday the door bell rang with a delivery lady holding this lovely bouquet. When she told us they were for me Terran and I couldn't figure out who they would be from, then I opened the get well card. My parents had sent me flowers to help me along the road of recovery. What a wonderful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; on the worst day of the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mom and Dad! I love you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-1208257336308574504?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/1208257336308574504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=1208257336308574504' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1208257336308574504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1208257336308574504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/12/flowers.html' title='Flowers'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R2dQJtYWljI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2lM6NGdbMsA/s72-c/collage6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-8411696205120443761</id><published>2007-12-02T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T09:31:36.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sprite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>A GLANCE AT NOVEMBER</title><content type='html'>I feel like I haven’t done a real post for quite a while, though I’m not sure what a "real post" consists of. I guess it depends on what you like to read about other peoples lives. The past month went so quickly for T &amp;amp; I, it was incredibly full of a lot of big , busy things; including several road trips, lots of visiting and some running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off by running a 3 mile race together that supported our local "Girl’s on the Run" program. I loved seeing those elementary girls there running their little hearts out and seeing their pride as they crossed the finish line. I think it’s great that they are teaching girls to set a goal and to meet it with hard work and training. I also think of the great health benefits they are going to have in their life starting to exercize at such a young age. T ran the race in under 24 minutes. I am so impressed with him running faster than an 8minute mile, it may be because I ran an 8:02 mile. The roughly 24 minute run put me in second place in my age group, so now I have a cool orange bag to carry books in and a red ribbon that says "Second Place". I was pretty happy, especially after I saw that the first place girl in my group ran the race in 18 or 19 minutes. A tad fast for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a housewarming to go to for Tamara and Mark, T’s sister and hubby that afternoon. It was a fun, fun time visiting with them and their friends. Mark and Tamara are two of the most hospitible people that I know. I love going to their house, because I know how welcome we are and feel. If you ever get a chance to visit them I highly recommend taking the offer. You’ll have some good conversation, see some sweet kitties, and get to drink excellent wine and coffee. Thanks guys for a great afternnoon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next weekend we were off to Las Vegas with some family and friends for an airshow at Nellis Airforce Base. We had the joy of picking up T’s brother Arls from the airport, he was just returning from China. It was SO good to see him after 5 1/2 monthes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Arl’s had been out of the country for several monthes and really wanted to go climbing on our minivacation T found a place outside of Vegas that we (I use "we" as a very general term,because it should be "they") could climb at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R1LXW7StWDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/62o3j4uhfQY/s1600-R/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139406913656412210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R1LXW7StWDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nFBsU8dgbVU/s400/collage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Three Amigos and the boulder that they beat. I was really proud of my 30 something hubby keeping right up with his young 20 somethng and alsmost 20 something brother. I have got quite a stud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R1LXGrStWCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_QDGfFrKf3o/s1600-R/DSC06614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139406634483537954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R1LXGrStWCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/yJH0sltle0k/s400/DSC06614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The area we were at is called Red Rock Canyons which is a beautiful nature area.Quite worth the 20 minute drive outside of Vegas. I laughed when I realized that this is the only picture of T &amp;amp; I from our trip. We spent time on the world famous Vegas strip and come home with a pic of us outside. I guess you can tell what holds our interest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R1LWdLStWBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/7l6W8sKGGKs/s1600-R/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139405921518966802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R1LWdLStWBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vnkGy1vR2ew/s400/collage5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we got home from Vegas it was almost time for us to start preparing for our trip to Washington to have Thanksgiving with my family and pick up a special something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so glad to have the Holiday with my family. This was the first Thanksgiving we have had with them since we were married. It was a great visit, though very short at barely 48 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R1LVUbStWAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/bOSQ9cwBom4/s1600-R/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139404671683483650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R1LVUbStWAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/PmtwoTFI_is/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing around at the Boeing Air Museum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R1LVB7StV_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/fgn7Pf7hOj0/s1600-R/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139404353855903730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R1LVB7StV_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/WItru75DJ-Y/s400/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every holiday has some kind of fiasco and I was the cause of ours. I started a fire with the marshmallow covered sweet potatoes in the oven. I thought they needed to be broiled to finish browning them. It was a pretty good one with flames filling the oven; my Dad had to be the hero and took them out for us. At least it was the only dish of food left in there and was the only casualty of a wonderful day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the "special something." Terran about a month ago bought this little 1963 Austin Healey Sprite over E-bay and my dad has been storing it for us after picking it up in Oregon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R1LTo7StV-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/gP3PZbddOxY/s1600-R/DSC06907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139402824847546338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R1LTo7StV-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/fNJoIR0T1kA/s400/DSC06907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are very excited about our little 2 seater joy ride. It does run, but needs brakes and some other work. It wouldn’t be any fun if it didn’t need some TLC. T is hoping to have it on the road this spring for some cruising. I’m very excited for him/us, he’s wanted a classic car for along time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, now I feel like I have written a real post and am feeling much better about my blog. Amazing how a little rambling can make you feel so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&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/18716886-8411696205120443761?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/8411696205120443761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=8411696205120443761' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8411696205120443761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8411696205120443761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/12/glance-at-november.html' title='A GLANCE AT NOVEMBER'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/R1LXW7StWDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nFBsU8dgbVU/s72-c/collage4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-5207382650020919114</id><published>2007-11-16T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T17:20:29.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Kaia's Blankey</title><content type='html'>Little kids aren't the only ones that need their special blanket. Kaia sleeps each night on this blanket in our room and on trips. It's so cute to watch her make it in the evening and then find her all curled up on it in the morning. If she could I think she would drag it around with her during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rz4y28RnY0I/AAAAAAAAAIs/WizLzJYJ_lY/s1600-h/kaia+and+blankey_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133596544723280706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rz4y28RnY0I/AAAAAAAAAIs/WizLzJYJ_lY/s400/kaia+and+blankey_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/18716886-5207382650020919114?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/5207382650020919114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=5207382650020919114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5207382650020919114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5207382650020919114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/11/kaias-blankey.html' title='Kaia&apos;s Blankey'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rz4y28RnY0I/AAAAAAAAAIs/WizLzJYJ_lY/s72-c/kaia+and+blankey_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-516932569092130757</id><published>2007-11-02T21:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T22:07:15.791-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hikes'/><title type='text'>2 MILES, 2000 FT. in 2 HOURS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RyvvfyVfJ8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/XL1WeLTwaw4/s1600-h/DSC06601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128455930058319810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RyvvfyVfJ8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/XL1WeLTwaw4/s400/DSC06601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mt. Garfield is our desert mountain; standing 2000ft. above the valley with a 2 mile trail going up the side. It's very steep quite unlike any other trail I've hiked. Terran and I took a beautiful, cool Saturday morning a couple weeks ago &amp;amp; made the climb. It's something that locals can't help but do once in a while. There is even a running race up and down it in the Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RyvvVCVfJ7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/UmHGPEQWRD0/s1600-h/DSC06540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128455745374726066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RyvvVCVfJ7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/UmHGPEQWRD0/s400/DSC06540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little breathless, but we conquered the mount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Ryvu9iVfJ6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/6CNmAD0ik7M/s1600-h/DSC06556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128455341647800226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Ryvu9iVfJ6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/6CNmAD0ik7M/s400/DSC06556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying not to let the unease show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RyvuvyVfJ5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/lYJjDkpurCY/s1600-h/DSC06542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128455105424598930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RyvuvyVfJ5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/lYJjDkpurCY/s400/DSC06542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaia didn't like being that high in the least bit. Aside from being slightly cross eyed in the picture she had a panicked look on her face while we were on top. While...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RyvugyVfJ4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/4MJsUd7vJyc/s1600-h/DSC06553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128454847726561154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RyvugyVfJ4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/4MJsUd7vJyc/s400/DSC06553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kojo the daredevil just had to see what was at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Ryvt_yVfJ3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/1gYYiOfkLoc/s1600-h/DSC06585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128454280790878066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Ryvt_yVfJ3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/1gYYiOfkLoc/s400/DSC06585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The highlight of the hike was the wild horses we saw on the trail. They were absolutely gorgeous. We love how strong and healthy they looked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RyvtrSVfJ2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/kdIfXqLV3JU/s1600-h/DSC06590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128453928603559778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RyvtrSVfJ2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/kdIfXqLV3JU/s400/DSC06590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Horse Whisperer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RyvtbCVfJ1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/MM5OO8djhfY/s1600-h/DSC06520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128453649430685522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RyvtbCVfJ1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/MM5OO8djhfY/s400/DSC06520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This guy looked a little sad we were leaving, or maybe he's just playing peekaboo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-516932569092130757?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/516932569092130757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=516932569092130757' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/516932569092130757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/516932569092130757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/11/2-miles-2000-ft-in-2-hours.html' title='2 MILES, 2000 FT. in 2 HOURS'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RyvvfyVfJ8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/XL1WeLTwaw4/s72-c/DSC06601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-2267644924880942850</id><published>2007-10-17T20:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T20:19:08.518-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Kojo the Ghost Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RxbCNb3pL_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/dKzstiYZ30A/s1600-h/Picture+347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122495162255749106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RxbCNb3pL_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/dKzstiYZ30A/s400/Picture+347.jpg" 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/18716886-2267644924880942850?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/2267644924880942850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=2267644924880942850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2267644924880942850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2267644924880942850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/10/kojo-ghost-dog.html' title='Kojo the Ghost Dog'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RxbCNb3pL_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/dKzstiYZ30A/s72-c/Picture+347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-5422819820172377390</id><published>2007-10-01T20:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T20:38:57.537-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hikes'/><title type='text'>Playing the Tourist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RwGtM73pL9I/AAAAAAAAAGc/UOVJBrtsO2Y/s1600-h/DSC06443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116561089410707410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RwGtM73pL9I/AAAAAAAAAGc/UOVJBrtsO2Y/s400/DSC06443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hanging Lake about an hour and 1/2 drive and a mile hike up a steep hill. Well worth the walk with this at the end. It's a huge tourist hike in Glenwood Springs boasting of 80,000 people a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RwGskL3pL8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/voB-5aJsszo/s1600-h/DSC06507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116560389331038146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RwGskL3pL8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/voB-5aJsszo/s400/DSC06507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wes and Terran living on the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RwGsHL3pL7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/5uT8-7eXfCM/s1600-h/DSC06456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116559891114831794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RwGsHL3pL7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/5uT8-7eXfCM/s400/DSC06456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Honey and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RwGqN73pL6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/YRE8QDLMA4k/s1600-h/DSC06443.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/18716886-5422819820172377390?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/5422819820172377390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=5422819820172377390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5422819820172377390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5422819820172377390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/10/playing-tourist.html' title='Playing the Tourist'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RwGtM73pL9I/AAAAAAAAAGc/UOVJBrtsO2Y/s72-c/DSC06443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-4472515065314923274</id><published>2007-09-23T08:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T09:18:36.230-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desserts'/><title type='text'>For All You Coffee Lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RvZ6PL3pL5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/K1EHPHL2_tk/s1600-h/5-12-07+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113408828228579218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RvZ6PL3pL5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/K1EHPHL2_tk/s400/5-12-07+256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been a huge fan of low fat foods, especially desserts. I was raised with the motto if you’re going to eat it, it should be the real thing and taste good. No substitutes!! Well, as I grow older and those real foods I enjoy so much try to stick around longer than I’d prefer and in places I’d rather they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t, I’m a little more open to light foods. It was with a bit of hesitation that I tried this recipe and found that it is great. It tastes yummy and is gentle to the waist line. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;, you gotta love that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cafe con &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Leche&lt;/span&gt; Cream Pie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3/4 C. Chocolate Wafer Crumbs (about 15 cookies, such as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nabisco's&lt;/span&gt; Famous Chocolate Wafers or Chocolate Grams work)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 tsp Butter, melted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooking spray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3/4 cup &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;extra strong&lt;/span&gt; brewed coffee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 1/4 tsp unflavored gelatin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 (8 ounce) block 1/3 less fat cream cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 (8 ounce) block fat-free cream cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 (14 ounce) can fat-free sweetened condensed milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 cups frozen fat-free whipped topping, thawed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 tsp unsweetened cocoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Preheat oven to 350&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Combine chocolate wafer crumbs and butter, tossing with a fork until well combined. Firmly press mixture into the bottom of a 9-inch spring-form pan coated with with cooking-spray. Bake at 350 for 10 minutes; cool completely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Pour brewed coffee into a medium microwave safe bowl. Sprinkle that gelatin over coffee; let stand 10 minutes. Combine cheeses and milk in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt; processor' process until smooth. Microwave coffee mixtures at HIGH for 20 seconds. Add coffee mixture to cheese mixture, and process until well combined. Pour cheese mixture into prepared crust. Cover and refrigerate overnight. Spread the whipped topping evenly over filling; sprinkle cocoa powder over pie. Chill one hour before serving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yield 10 Servings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spacial Notes: &lt;/strong&gt;This dessert needs to be prepared the day before serving for chilling purposes. When I first read this recipe that did not register and our pie didn't set all the way. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Appetit&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-4472515065314923274?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/4472515065314923274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=4472515065314923274' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4472515065314923274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4472515065314923274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/09/for-all-you-coffee-lovers.html' title='For All You Coffee Lovers'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RvZ6PL3pL5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/K1EHPHL2_tk/s72-c/5-12-07+256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-527114906750583491</id><published>2007-08-31T08:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T08:57:33.972-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visitors'/><title type='text'>VISITORS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rtgqj38dffI/AAAAAAAAAF0/D9i3nfWp3h4/s1600-h/DSC05899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104876973425786354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rtgqj38dffI/AAAAAAAAAF0/D9i3nfWp3h4/s400/DSC05899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am excited as my family is here for almost a weeks visit. My mom, my brother Tim, and niece Kaitlyn drove down from Washington for a end of summer visit. I could not think of a better way to end summer and celebrate the Labor Day Weekend. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaitlyn was excited to see me and Uncle Terran, but it was nothing compared to her excitement to see the dogs. She and Kaia are best buddies, one following the other every where. You can't see Kaia in the picture, but Kaitlyn would blow the bubbles and Kaia would run after them trying to bite them. Quite cute!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-527114906750583491?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/527114906750583491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=527114906750583491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/527114906750583491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/527114906750583491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/08/visitors.html' title='VISITORS'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rtgqj38dffI/AAAAAAAAAF0/D9i3nfWp3h4/s72-c/DSC05899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-7687884077445243377</id><published>2007-08-12T13:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T13:44:44.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rr9jKrDmL2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/dsGYHJjxBO0/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rr9jKrDmL2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/dsGYHJjxBO0/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night for my birthday (it is today, but we celebrated last night) my hubby made the most amazing dinner for me. He cooked all afternoon and evening for this dinner. He made stuffed sole, with a roasted onion in a bacon wrap, a cheese and herb bread, and a artichoke, grapefruit salad. I could not believe my eyes or my mouth. He used my Jamie Oliver cookbook for the dinner and then we had our annual chocolate peppermint cake for dessert. I love good food and love my darling man even more. Having both together was wonderful!!!!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-7687884077445243377?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/7687884077445243377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=7687884077445243377' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7687884077445243377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7687884077445243377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/08/birthday-dinner.html' title='Birthday Dinner'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rr9jKrDmL2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/dsGYHJjxBO0/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-5201088250669597606</id><published>2007-08-09T09:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T09:13:46.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Harvest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrsvJ7DmLzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/QJ0UXN8CvQU/s1600-h/DSC05860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrsvJ7DmLzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/QJ0UXN8CvQU/s400/DSC05860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I picked this entire bowl of beautiful red cherry tomatoes this morning. They aren't washed or sorted yet; just fresh from the vine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrsvKbDmL0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/6LwI0p0UHOA/s1600-h/DSC05861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrsvKbDmL0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/6LwI0p0UHOA/s400/DSC05861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here is our garden this year. It has become a crazy jungle. The ground vines are cantaloupe, two tomato palnts in back ground (the large one is the cherry toms and is taller than my 5'2" height), behind the the toms is our watermelon. Please note that the tire is the tie off for the string holding the tomato plant up. It looks kind of junky, but has a valuable purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrsvKrDmL1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/xNVQ7OlCEG8/s1600-h/DSC05863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrsvKrDmL1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/xNVQ7OlCEG8/s400/DSC05863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the plants are so wild it's hard to see if the toms I'm picking are really ripe. These are waiting for the sun to help finish adding the last bit of blush they need to be ready eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the harvest,&lt;br /&gt;N.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-5201088250669597606?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/5201088250669597606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=5201088250669597606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5201088250669597606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5201088250669597606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/08/morning-harvest.html' title='Morning Harvest'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrsvJ7DmLzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/QJ0UXN8CvQU/s72-c/DSC05860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-5636671538886858834</id><published>2007-08-04T11:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T11:10:02.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>It’s a lovely, lovely cool Saturday morning (it rained last night) and I felt I should share about some of the fun we’ve been having in the sun. Actually I’m going to share about our mini vacation which was super and fairly cool too.&lt;br /&gt;During one of my weeks off last month (Yes, I do mean July, if you can believe it. Time is flying.), Terran also took the week off and we went CAMPING. Hurray, hurray we got out of town and went to the mountains spending five days and four nights just the two of us, plus the dogs. We saw a total of 5 people out there and they were just passing through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-5636671538886858834?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/5636671538886858834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=5636671538886858834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5636671538886858834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5636671538886858834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/08/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-1328543031142782566</id><published>2007-08-04T11:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T11:06:49.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSyJLDmLvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vGDdJqKKY7o/s1600-h/DSC05520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSyJLDmLvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vGDdJqKKY7o/s320/DSC05520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I do not suggest forgetting the pump to blow up the air mattress with, especially when it is a queen size. T &amp; I both spent quite a bit of time using up a large supply of our hot air to make sure we had a comfy bed to sleep on. You have to look through the car to see me blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSyJbDmLwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nWUaPde06YY/s1600-h/DSC05526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSyJbDmLwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nWUaPde06YY/s320/DSC05526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Our first night out we got barked at by a group of three coyotes on a hill across from camp. You have to look very carefully to see them. Terran was suprised that they would draw attention to themselves so close to us. We think the dogs upset them. Kojo and Kaia didn't know what to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSyJrDmLxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zBR5O7cH1dg/s1600-h/DSC05588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSyJrDmLxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zBR5O7cH1dg/s320/DSC05588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Aah, snack time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSyKLDmLyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QBx1DkhH6r8/s1600-h/DSC05589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSyKLDmLyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QBx1DkhH6r8/s320/DSC05589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Kojo spent much of his time in camp trying to coax squirrels and chipmunks out of the trees. Poor guy, it didn't work. I personally wouldn't have shown my teeth so much if I had been him.  You can't see it, but he is standing on a fallen log to get as high as he could.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-1328543031142782566?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/1328543031142782566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=1328543031142782566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1328543031142782566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1328543031142782566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/08/camp.html' title='The Camp'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSyJLDmLvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vGDdJqKKY7o/s72-c/DSC05520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-7303040042609060684</id><published>2007-08-04T10:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T10:46:47.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Causalty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrStd7DmLuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/U0JtHB6It9c/s1600-h/DSC05733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrStd7DmLuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/U0JtHB6It9c/s320/DSC05733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;There always has to be some sort of injury when camping. Out poor tent was the one to suffer this time. We think one the dogs stepped on it and poked a couple holes. The bandaids did work and kept the rain out of the tent duing the afternoon showers.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-7303040042609060684?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/7303040042609060684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=7303040042609060684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7303040042609060684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7303040042609060684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/08/camp-causalty.html' title='Camp Causalty'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrStd7DmLuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/U0JtHB6It9c/s72-c/DSC05733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-3761512731093784806</id><published>2007-08-04T10:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T10:41:07.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSsIrDmLsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Pe38UUp7T9U/s1600-h/DSC05630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSsIrDmLsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Pe38UUp7T9U/s320/DSC05630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSsI7DmLtI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VME-SfSbtqw/s1600-h/DSC05730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSsI7DmLtI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VME-SfSbtqw/s320/DSC05730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terran took both these photos&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-3761512731093784806?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/3761512731093784806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=3761512731093784806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3761512731093784806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3761512731093784806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/08/beauty.html' title='Beauty'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSsIrDmLsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Pe38UUp7T9U/s72-c/DSC05630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-8611943511915975039</id><published>2007-08-04T10:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T10:38:20.888-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wilderness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSrd7DmLoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/p2jGTbImpgA/s1600-h/DSC05666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSrd7DmLoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/p2jGTbImpgA/s320/DSC05666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;On a hike we saw a gorgeous herd of Elk. It had several bulls and a couple of calves with their moms. I like this one the best. It shows how cute the calf is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSreLDmLpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gpU69Db9Yo8/s1600-h/DSC05708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSreLDmLpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gpU69Db9Yo8/s320/DSC05708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Dogs are like toddlers and are very difficult to capture in good photos together, because they are always moving. We got several great dog photos this trip. I am thrilled! Here's a very cute one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSre7DmLqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/RFXFWlfSEVY/s1600-h/DSC05718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSre7DmLqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/RFXFWlfSEVY/s320/DSC05718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The hills are alive with the Sound of Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSrfLDmLrI/AAAAAAAAAEM/5Ef8foNYois/s1600-h/DSC05722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSrfLDmLrI/AAAAAAAAAEM/5Ef8foNYois/s320/DSC05722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;King and Queen of the Mountain. Kojo and Kaia are obsessed with climbing any rock formation and standing at the top. I think Terran and I are to blame, because we are always hiking and taking them with us, even when we have to lift them up little cliffs and such to make the summit.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-8611943511915975039?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/8611943511915975039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=8611943511915975039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8611943511915975039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8611943511915975039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/08/wilderness.html' title='The Wilderness'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSrd7DmLoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/p2jGTbImpgA/s72-c/DSC05666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-2593240003821236897</id><published>2007-08-04T10:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T10:26:49.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSoyLDmLmI/AAAAAAAAADk/DT_e0qyHQNs/s1600-h/DSC05754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSoyLDmLmI/AAAAAAAAADk/DT_e0qyHQNs/s320/DSC05754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Finally, a really good smore made with the toaster oven. The ones roasted over the fire didn't turn out to well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSoybDmLnI/AAAAAAAAADs/9mMrLegiE24/s1600-h/DSC05755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSoybDmLnI/AAAAAAAAADs/9mMrLegiE24/s320/DSC05755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no place like home to get a good sleep&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-2593240003821236897?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/2593240003821236897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=2593240003821236897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2593240003821236897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2593240003821236897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/08/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RrSoyLDmLmI/AAAAAAAAADk/DT_e0qyHQNs/s72-c/DSC05754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-6186940213667006193</id><published>2007-07-01T00:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:19:07.585-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RodHW53u_GI/AAAAAAAAADc/CfZKsIJ2t6A/s1600-h/collage7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RodHW53u_GI/AAAAAAAAADc/CfZKsIJ2t6A/s400/collage7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Kaitlyn&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-6186940213667006193?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/6186940213667006193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=6186940213667006193' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6186940213667006193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6186940213667006193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/07/kaitlyn.html' title=''/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RodHW53u_GI/AAAAAAAAADc/CfZKsIJ2t6A/s72-c/collage7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-2158587496347439739</id><published>2007-06-17T08:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T08:07:53.601-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THE TWO DAD'S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnVAOGRPyII/AAAAAAAAADM/DmgDDzajTcM/s1600-h/Dad%27s+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnVAOGRPyII/AAAAAAAAADM/DmgDDzajTcM/s400/Dad%27s+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                            Happy Father's Day !!!!!!!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnVAOWRPyJI/AAAAAAAAADU/ViTXTjhddkg/s1600-h/Dad%27s+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnVAOWRPyJI/AAAAAAAAADU/ViTXTjhddkg/s400/Dad%27s+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-2158587496347439739?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/2158587496347439739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=2158587496347439739' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2158587496347439739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2158587496347439739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/06/two-dads.html' title='THE TWO DAD&apos;S'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnVAOGRPyII/AAAAAAAAADM/DmgDDzajTcM/s72-c/Dad%27s+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-4012241177603532487</id><published>2007-06-16T15:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T15:26:32.519-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington</title><content type='html'>Finally, here they are, pictures from Olympia of the World Class Hansen Family and One Goodwin. I am proud of myself, because I figured out how to retrieve the pictures myself. I am quite dense about the computer and any step forward is reason to celebrate. Though when Picasa decides to boycott a couple of adorable pictures by not letting me post them the celebration wanes slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy,&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-4012241177603532487?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/4012241177603532487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=4012241177603532487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4012241177603532487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/4012241177603532487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/06/washington_16.html' title='Washington'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-6382547632505591926</id><published>2007-06-16T14:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T14:29:19.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnRHqGRPyEI/AAAAAAAAACo/SvhmjhFjCsE/s1600-h/5-12-07+553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnRHqGRPyEI/AAAAAAAAACo/SvhmjhFjCsE/s320/5-12-07+553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                            We spent a day at the beach having a blast and&lt;br /&gt;                                            freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnRHqWRPyFI/AAAAAAAAACw/JrsB3jinheg/s1600-h/5-12-07+567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnRHqWRPyFI/AAAAAAAAACw/JrsB3jinheg/s320/5-12-07+567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                             Auntie Naomi and Kaitlyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnRHqWRPyGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/fnOpTYuJ52o/s1600-h/5-12-07+653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnRHqWRPyGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/fnOpTYuJ52o/s320/5-12-07+653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                          I love this picture of Salome and Kaitlyn &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-6382547632505591926?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/6382547632505591926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=6382547632505591926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6382547632505591926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/6382547632505591926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/06/we-spent-day-at-beach-having-blast-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnRHqGRPyEI/AAAAAAAAACo/SvhmjhFjCsE/s72-c/5-12-07+553.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-3042911830231768984</id><published>2007-06-16T14:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T14:07:11.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnRC7mRPyDI/AAAAAAAAACg/EqT-RZJyfOs/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnRC7mRPyDI/AAAAAAAAACg/EqT-RZJyfOs/s400/collage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                      My brother Tim and Kaitlyn feeding the birds.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-3042911830231768984?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/3042911830231768984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=3042911830231768984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3042911830231768984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/3042911830231768984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-brother-tim-and-kaitlyn-feeding.html' title=''/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnRC7mRPyDI/AAAAAAAAACg/EqT-RZJyfOs/s72-c/collage4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-2375030857028213047</id><published>2007-06-16T13:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T13:57:55.338-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnRAw2RPyCI/AAAAAAAAACY/wl2r9aRdjYg/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnRAw2RPyCI/AAAAAAAAACY/wl2r9aRdjYg/s320/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                      My Mom Spoiled me rotten by taking me to dinner at the&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    Space Needle in Seattle. We had the most beautiful day with&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    nary a cloud in the sky and good company.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-2375030857028213047?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/2375030857028213047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=2375030857028213047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2375030857028213047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2375030857028213047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-mom-spoiled-me-rotten-by-taking-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnRAw2RPyCI/AAAAAAAAACY/wl2r9aRdjYg/s72-c/collage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-1069796090865492837</id><published>2007-06-16T13:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T13:53:46.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnQ_ymRPyBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/s7pHlooKlAs/s1600-h/5-12-07+665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnQ_ymRPyBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/s7pHlooKlAs/s320/5-12-07+665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                                             The Space Needle. We are dinner&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    at the very top. The elevator has windows&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                              all around it making the ride up&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                     is a little nerve racking&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-1069796090865492837?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/1069796090865492837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=1069796090865492837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1069796090865492837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/1069796090865492837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/06/space-needle.html' title=''/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnQ_ymRPyBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/s7pHlooKlAs/s72-c/5-12-07+665.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-2852012396420084476</id><published>2007-06-16T13:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T13:47:35.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnQ-VmRPyAI/AAAAAAAAACI/4IMQijIqzic/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnQ-VmRPyAI/AAAAAAAAACI/4IMQijIqzic/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                       My Mom put together a lovely tea party for just the Girls. It&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      was quite fun to dress up, eat little sandwiches, and drink tea&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       together.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-2852012396420084476?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/2852012396420084476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=2852012396420084476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2852012396420084476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2852012396420084476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-mom-put-together-lovely-tea-party.html' title=''/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnQ-VmRPyAI/AAAAAAAAACI/4IMQijIqzic/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-643482017241562399</id><published>2007-06-16T13:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T13:42:14.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnQ9FWRPx_I/AAAAAAAAACA/Yn2V2idPoiU/s1600-h/5-12-07+843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnQ9FWRPx_I/AAAAAAAAACA/Yn2V2idPoiU/s320/5-12-07+843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                         Nisqually, a beautiful wet lands area that I have walked since&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         I was a little girl. While walking with my brothers Mt. Rainier&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         showed us her face.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-643482017241562399?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/643482017241562399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=643482017241562399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/643482017241562399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/643482017241562399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/06/nisqually-beautiful-wet-lands-area-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/RnQ9FWRPx_I/AAAAAAAAACA/Yn2V2idPoiU/s72-c/5-12-07+843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-638294214216797166</id><published>2007-06-04T20:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T21:28:14.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>STILL ALIVE AND KICKING</title><content type='html'>A month!!! Has it really been a month since I last wrote? I can't really claim the little up date about me visiting my fam was REAL post either, so I will be harsh on myself and admit to longer than a month. Oh, the shame, oh the shame. I have had such high hopes about staying on top of blogging of being a once a weeker or at least a twice a monther. The latter is a little more realistic. Especially for this time of year. :) But that does not seem to be happening. Today I am claiming as a new begining, a clean slate and from this moment forward I will blog (Hmm....we'll see). I love high hopes for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took many wonderful pictures in Washington that I am longing to share, but can't find where my darling husband put them on the computer. So, I'm afraid that you (if there are any readers left) will have to wait a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This again is going to be short. I need to head to bed soon and want to have time to read everyones blogs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Catching up in cyber world,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Naomi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/18716886-638294214216797166?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/638294214216797166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=638294214216797166' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/638294214216797166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/638294214216797166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/06/still-alive-and-kicking.html' title='STILL ALIVE AND KICKING'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-2434742200343480280</id><published>2007-05-04T10:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T10:26:19.672-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Northwest</title><content type='html'>Just a short note to let everyone know that I am enjoying the cool spring weather of Olympia, WA with my wonderful family. I am here to spend a week with my parents, siblings, and niece. Lucky me! Can't wait to share pictures and stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-2434742200343480280?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/2434742200343480280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=2434742200343480280' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2434742200343480280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2434742200343480280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/05/great-northwest.html' title='Great Northwest'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-474993676946083235</id><published>2007-04-23T11:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T11:44:05.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEKEND DOINGS</title><content type='html'>WALKED THE DOGS SUNDAY AFTER CHURCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAD TO DELAY WORKING ON OUR FENCE, BECAUSE OF TEMPERAMENTAL WEATHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAD A DELIGHTFUL COFFEE DATE WITH TERRAN'S SISTER TAMARA AND HER HUSBAND MARK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLIMBED AT THE CLIMBING GYM WITH TRINITY TILL OUR ARMS WOULDN'T HOLD US ANY MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TALKED A LOT ABOUT THE V-TECH SHOOTING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICKED BURRS OUT OF KAIA'S HAIR FROM OUR WALK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENT GROCERY SHOPPING, WE HAD NO MILK AND  NO CEREAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATE A GREAT HAM AND POTATO CASSEROLE SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAD LUNCH WITH AN OLD FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATE A YUMMY ICECREAM CONE FROM A LOCAL DAIRY AND DRANK A PINT FROM A LOCAL BREWERY (NOT AT THE SAME TIME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-474993676946083235?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/474993676946083235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=474993676946083235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/474993676946083235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/474993676946083235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/04/weekend-doings.html' title='WEEKEND DOINGS'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-2229682552242817125</id><published>2007-04-19T20:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T20:32:53.747-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Bursting Forth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rigl8R8smVI/AAAAAAAAABc/y-bx-8K2ws4/s1600-h/spring+flowers+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rigl8R8smVI/AAAAAAAAABc/y-bx-8K2ws4/s320/spring+flowers+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rigl9R8smWI/AAAAAAAAABk/79IJeR8oS_8/s1600-h/spring+flowers+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rigl9R8smWI/AAAAAAAAABk/79IJeR8oS_8/s320/spring+flowers+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rigl9x8smXI/AAAAAAAAABs/kevsE1f4L0M/s1600-h/spring+flowers+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rigl9x8smXI/AAAAAAAAABs/kevsE1f4L0M/s320/spring+flowers+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rigl-R8smYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vCrhI9D3G9E/s1600-h/spring+flowers+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rigl-R8smYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vCrhI9D3G9E/s320/spring+flowers+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flower garden has erupted in color and beauty &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-2229682552242817125?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/2229682552242817125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=2229682552242817125' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2229682552242817125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/2229682552242817125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/04/spring-bursting-forth.html' title='Spring Bursting Forth'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rigl8R8smVI/AAAAAAAAABc/y-bx-8K2ws4/s72-c/spring+flowers+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-8015314399882778774</id><published>2007-04-07T09:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T09:55:38.462-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Off Those Sweets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Wednesday while at work eating lunch Micah and I were talking about what kind of cake I would make and she would help decorate for her Mom’s birthday this week. Micah, being 3, loves secret surprises and to help in the kitchen, especially decorating. We decided on chocolate ,it being her favorite and thankfully her Mom’s favorite. I off-handedly asked if her Dad also liked chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While finishing her macaroni Micah answered, "Well, he's off sweets." I looked up at her thinking I must have misunderstood, "He's off sweets?" I asked.Micah, with a little shrug, "Uh-huh, he's playing Lent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I laughed all the way home over her answer and her understanding of her dad fasting sweets for Lent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Naomi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-8015314399882778774?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/8015314399882778774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=8015314399882778774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8015314399882778774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8015314399882778774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/04/off-those-sweets.html' title='Off Those Sweets'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-9171547588009106195</id><published>2007-03-19T16:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T16:45:31.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun In The Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rf8Si9aZdMI/AAAAAAAAABU/FcnJEQOMmCw/s1600-h/DSC04487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rf8Si9aZdMI/AAAAAAAAABU/FcnJEQOMmCw/s400/DSC04487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     This is Bubble Eyes, the Dinosaur. We took Trinity for a last sled trip this weekend and ended                                                                        up snow sculping. It was quite fun and a great thing to do together.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-9171547588009106195?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/9171547588009106195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=9171547588009106195' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/9171547588009106195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/9171547588009106195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/03/fun-in-snow.html' title='Fun In The Snow'/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rf8Si9aZdMI/AAAAAAAAABU/FcnJEQOMmCw/s72-c/DSC04487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-8481970786994891634</id><published>2007-03-19T16:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T16:40:48.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rf8Rb9aZdLI/AAAAAAAAABM/033bGiLntr4/s1600-h/DSC04481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rf8Rb9aZdLI/AAAAAAAAABM/033bGiLntr4/s400/DSC04481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                     The sculptures. We were quite proud of our creatation when finished.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-8481970786994891634?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/8481970786994891634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=8481970786994891634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8481970786994891634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/8481970786994891634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/03/sculptures.html' title=''/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rf8Rb9aZdLI/AAAAAAAAABM/033bGiLntr4/s72-c/DSC04481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-5927102163688727465</id><published>2007-03-19T16:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T16:37:34.618-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rf8QrtaZdKI/AAAAAAAAABE/RR8n4Jakw6Q/s1600-h/DSC04483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rf8QrtaZdKI/AAAAAAAAABE/RR8n4Jakw6Q/s400/DSC04483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                     The dino got Trinity. Poor Guy!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-5927102163688727465?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/5927102163688727465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=5927102163688727465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5927102163688727465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5927102163688727465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/03/dino-got-trinity.html' title=''/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rf8QrtaZdKI/AAAAAAAAABE/RR8n4Jakw6Q/s72-c/DSC04483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-7569548748153382487</id><published>2007-03-19T16:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T16:35:49.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rf8QRNaZdJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pJZyndkwZrc/s1600-h/DSC04485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rf8QRNaZdJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pJZyndkwZrc/s400/DSC04485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                     Terran and Trinity, my brave protectors&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-7569548748153382487?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/7569548748153382487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=7569548748153382487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7569548748153382487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/7569548748153382487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/03/terran-and-trinity-my-brave-protectors_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rf8QRNaZdJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pJZyndkwZrc/s72-c/DSC04485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18716886.post-5221312679967930887</id><published>2007-03-19T16:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T16:32:56.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rf8Pl9aZdII/AAAAAAAAAA0/TKI_KnhmL84/s1600-h/DSC04492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rf8Pl9aZdII/AAAAAAAAAA0/TKI_KnhmL84/s400/DSC04492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                     Not only is the dinosaur cool to look at, it also makes a good cover for throwing snowballs.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18716886-5221312679967930887?l=onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/feeds/5221312679967930887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18716886&amp;postID=5221312679967930887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5221312679967930887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18716886/posts/default/5221312679967930887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onethingleadstoanother.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-only-is-dinosaur-cool-to-look-at-it_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13119472652741997733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N15JfLM6yxo/Tkm0KwZkA4I/AAAAAAAAAwY/JzHO8Tc9uis/s220/DSC01618.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Glkp2Ue2j5U/Rf8Pl9aZdII/AAAAAAAAAA0/TKI_KnhmL84/s72-c/DSC04492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
