<?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-3994296951212161742</id><updated>2011-07-28T20:57:22.747-07:00</updated><category term='Party'/><category term='Portland'/><category term='Temple'/><category term='Kiss'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Chase'/><category term='Christmas eve'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Abby'/><category term='Oregon'/><category term='Mande'/><category term='Tate'/><category term='bike'/><category term='Sunday'/><category term='computer'/><category term='Getting ready'/><category term='homecoming'/><category term='work'/><category term='2008'/><category term='Ashly'/><category term='kids'/><category term='Jocelyn'/><category term='Bryce'/><category term='new camera'/><category term='Joseph Peter Berks'/><category term='camera'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='photography'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQe7U5HXDI/AAAAAAAAAr0/qpnpaLquXuY/s1600-h/Lindsay+c+102.jpg'/><category term='Lindsay'/><category term='music'/><category term='wii'/><category term='memory'/><category term='Christmas tree'/><category term='game'/><category term='Hair cuts'/><category term='families'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='scriptures'/><category term='Joseph'/><category term='Brent'/><category term='daytrip'/><category term='missing'/><category term='waterfall'/><category term='fun'/><category term='best friend'/><category term='new light'/><category term='Josh'/><title type='text'>Debe's Place</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1413773519185211478</id><published>2010-06-27T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T19:35:25.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Sides to Every Story</title><content type='html'>I read an article on azcentral.com &lt;a href="http://www.azcentral.com/news/articles/2010/06/27/20100627arizona-immigration-law-leaving-state.html"&gt;http://www.azcentral.com/news/articles/2010/06/27/20100627arizona-immigration-law-leaving-state.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Undocumented couple leaves SB 1070 behind by Daniel González&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of feeling like and being called a racist. I am a loving caring person. This article got me thinking really thinking about the situation our country has gotten it’s self into. Thank you Mr. González for making me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Side one&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; The story that Mr. González shared is one of people, real, live, everyday people that have feelings. People with families, people that want what’s best for their children. They want to live in peace and harmony. They are willing to work hard and take care of their own. Their children go to school. They are doing their best, the best way they know how. They have to give up everything because of a mean spirited law that judges them unfairly. They had to move from friends and family to an unfamiliar state so they can feel free. The story reminded me of the stories of the Jews hiding from the Nazis. The step by step the close calls to being captured, the tears and heart aches. Feeling like you are on their journey with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Side two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wait a minute, these aren’t people being judged unfairly because of their religion, these are people that have broken the law for the past 15 years. These are people that left their family once already to start a new life. This isn’t the first time they have had to cross borders in darkness. They have skirted and broken laws for years. They forged documents and have had to watch their backs for more than 15 long years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are consequences for our actions. Many times those consequences affect our families, our children, grandchildren, brothers, sisters, parents and spouses. I feel deeply for others that have been effected by the consequences of others. I have known many who’s whole lives have been up-rooted and turned upside down because of the choices others make. When you break the law you have consequences. The couple in the story said the sweeps made them feel like prisoners. Well you can only feel truly free when you are obeying the law. Their children didn’t want to go to Mexico because they are Americans. The parents, not us, are responsible for the heart ache their children are feeling right now. It is the parents consequences that caused their children to leave their dog and puppies. Do I feel bad for the kids, yes, but that doesn’t mean I think we should change our laws. I hurt for the children but they aren’t the only children suffering because of choices made by loving parents. Millions of children have had to give up beloved pets to move, give up friends, start over because their parents choose to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children are ripped away from their parents every single day in this country because of a parent that chose to break the law. The parent is taken to jail and their children suffer and they have bad dreams, and they cry and hurt because of the choices their parent have made. Has Mr. González and other forgotten completely that being an illegal immigrant means they have broken our law. Someone choosing to break the law does not make &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; a racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading this article has also got me to be thinking about the tens of thousands of people  that have protested on one side or the other of this heart wrenching issue. Why don’t we get all of those people that feel so strongly together and come up with real solutions that would benefit everyone. Solutions are out there. I am tired of this and other issues ripping our beloved country apart. We are the UNITED States, not this group or that group. We should be working together to make this country the best it can be. A place of peace and plenty. A safe place for our children to grow and prosper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all of the protesters got together against the Mexican drug cartel they could conquer the real foe. If the organizers of the protests could organize people to work and create a businesses, if they could come up with a way to create jobs in Mexico those illegal immigrants never would have wanted to leave in the first place. They wouldn’t have to leave their families for a better life. Let’s put our time, money and energy into helping them make their country a great place to live. Let’s be good neighbors and help them take care of their own. Let’s look at why they feel the need to leave in the first place and help with solutions for a better world.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not a racist. That's my side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-1413773519185211478?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1413773519185211478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1413773519185211478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1413773519185211478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1413773519185211478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2010/06/two-sides-to-every-story.html' title='Two Sides to Every Story'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-8377300420545650441</id><published>2010-02-09T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T09:39:58.023-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joseph Peter Berks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best friend'/><title type='text'>In Loving Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;~this is a repost from last year but since everything still applys I felt it appropriate~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Joseph Peter Berks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Feb 25, 1970 ~ Feb 09, 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300897404439898946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZCSGp5uK0I/AAAAAAAAAkc/33hx6Y-t0rg/s400/old+and+young.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so lucky to have even known Joseph. He was an awesome person that everyone loved. He was warm and friendly and made every person he was around feel like they were the most important person in the world while he talked to them. The happiest I have ever been in my entire life was while I was spending time with him. He brought out the very best in me. I worked every day being a better person because I just wanted to be my best for him, he brought out the most righteous desires in me. Anyone that knew him would say all the same wonderful things about him. His closest friends told me (after he died) that they wanted to be a better person when they were with him, he just had this incredible spirit that brought out the best in those around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300896570872060242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZCRWInqWVI/AAAAAAAAAkU/e4OFpq20zgI/s400/Joseph5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have forever engraved in my mind the moment I first met him. I wondered why this cute kid wanted to dance with me. He kept telling me how I was the most beautiful woman in the room (yeah, what ever... he was such a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;smooser&lt;/span&gt;). I thought he was funny and was just being over the top and that he was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; fun and I would probably never see him again. He and his friend went to the dance together and I ended up giving his friend a ride home. He NEVER let me forget that either. Since Joseph was so much younger than I was (10 years) I didn't take him serious for quite some time. I kept telling him we were JUST friends. He wanted me to be his girlfriend in the worst way. I remember telling him that he would stay longer in my life if he were my friend than he would if he were my boyfriend. He became the best friend I have ever known. He was my confidant, he was my shoulder to cry on, he was the first person I wanted to share anything with, he was whom I wanted/want to spend my eternity with. He would hold his fingers very close together and say "this is earth life", then he would hold his fingers as far apart as his arms would let him and say, "this is eternity", then he would say, "I want to spend eternity with you". One of the very hardest parts of dealing with any of this is that we weren't sealed when he died. Our earthly vows ended with his death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300896522930592626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZCRTWBhm3I/AAAAAAAAAkM/IkH0qa2X_Ek/s400/Joseph3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another moment that has forever been ingrained in my mind is Feb 9, 2000. My brother came into my room (it was very early in the morning and I was sound asleep) with his wife Cheryl, she standing in my doorway and he crouched close to me. His words were, "something horrible, horrible, horrible has happened". Never once as my mind raced through what could have happened that would warrant 3 horribles did I think of Joseph, I thought of my kids and what could have possibly happened to one of them. After all the LAST words Joseph uttered to me in person were that we had our entire lives to spend together and I needed to be with my kids right now, soon enough they would be grown and gone and we would still have each other. My brother went on to tell me about a horrific car accident where another very large vehicle rear ended Joseph's little Ford &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Festiva&lt;/span&gt; and that he had died. I asked about his friend but we deduced that since Randy only knew of Joseph that he must have already dropped his friend off. His friend later told me, that night Joseph was the happiest he had ever seen him. His accident happened less than 5 minutes after dropping his friend off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300896518770652946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZCRTGht9xI/AAAAAAAAAj8/0xc6EemJBI8/s400/Joseph6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year to the day after he died our families traveled to Reno, Nevada to do Joseph's work for him. He wanted more than anything to be baptized and join the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. He had taken lessons from the missionaries and had been doing everything he could to be baptized. I didn't want him to wait a moment longer than necessary to be able to have all the blessings he was able to. His brother Jacob was his proxy. It was very fitting because of the closeness of the two of them. Jacob was still on his mission but we got permission for him to do his brothers work but we had to do it at the Reno Temple. It was a cloudy day and while they were baptizing Jacob for Joseph the room seemed somewhat darkened but as Jacob went under the water the room became so bright that I HAD to open my eyes and the clouds had parted for only a moment and the room was filled with light! I think Joseph was so happy that his joy beamed through the clouds and warmed our souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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_5300896525519691986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZCRTfq0INI/AAAAAAAAAkE/wRQqerI0gqs/s400/Joseph1.jpg" /&gt;After ten years I still have a deep hole in my heart. It doesn't hurt as bad on the surface but deep inside I still feel pure agony for his absence. The only way this has be even tolerable is knowing he is with our Heavenly Father. I have always had childlike faith in heaven and what happens to us after this life. I have never doubted. I have always felt very calm about what happens when we leave the earth all my previous experiences with death have brought joy and peace in times where that joy and peace were miracles in and of them selves. For the first time, now, I questioned if what I had always know was true. Would I see him again, is this real or just something I have always told myself to feel better. I was actually in shock that I was even wondering. I had NEVER wondered before. I thought I knew the answer, then why was I afraid of never seeing Joseph again. A deep humble pleading to my Heavenly Father once again brought peace into my heart. I WOULD see Joseph again and Heavenly Father loves me and I will be okay. When my mom died 4 months before Joseph the room filled with joy as she passed. I could feel my grandmother holding me and felt a room full of joyous angles bringing her home. When I was told about Joseph's passing I felt him standing near me but didn't feel joy, instead I felt his spirit so deeply saddened for me and my pain. He was morning with me for MY loss. He could have been feeling joy for himself but he chose to be with me through my pain. I know he truly loves me. I have felt him many times since he has been gone. I felt his presence allot in the beginning and still do from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300896513404048626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZCRSyiOFPI/AAAAAAAAAj0/_EEU5fEH140/s400/Joseph2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the greatest gifts Joseph has given me since his passing is he hand picked my, now, earthly companion. I imagine the two Joseph's in heaven trying their hardest to get Brent and I together. I know without a doubt that Joseph wanted me to marry Brent. He didn't want me to be alone and he wanted me to be with someone that would be kind and never speak a harsh word to me. He wanted me to be with someone that would treat me the way he did, and give me all the earthly things I would need and want. Joesph knew I could look past imperfections and see the spirit and potential inside of a kind, gentle man. He knew even better than I did that I needed Brent and would love him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After he died I was looking through his things and found &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;buried&lt;/span&gt; in his sock drawer a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;valentines&lt;/span&gt; card for me. He had already written in it and sealed it. How &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; I am he wasn't a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;procrastinater&lt;/span&gt;. There are too many stories to share on here but I am so grateful for Joseph and for being able to know him. I love that he loved me!&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/3994296951212161742-8377300420545650441?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8377300420545650441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=8377300420545650441&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8377300420545650441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8377300420545650441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-loving-memory.html' title='In Loving Memory'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZCSGp5uK0I/AAAAAAAAAkc/33hx6Y-t0rg/s72-c/old+and+young.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-8049004003608651448</id><published>2009-06-30T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T08:24:41.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loosing wieght</title><content type='html'>I am still loosing. I have lost a total of 24 lbs. Yea me!! Some days it seems so slow but I look back and it really is coming off just right. I am so happy when a loose a new pound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been buying clothes lately because I am being able to wear a size 14 again. Some 14's are still too tight but I fit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;snugly&lt;/span&gt; in most. It is fun not to HAVE to wear an 18 any more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am even getting used to eating right. I am doing better emotionally with it most of the time too. Being able to buy new (smaller) clothes has really helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working at getting my house and yard cleaned up too. It seems the days I don't exercise but really work hard in and outside of my house I burn the most calories. Hows that loose weight AND get a clean house and yard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few more days until Zach, Manda and the boys come back to Arizona for a short visit, I can't wait!! I am so excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some other good news yesterday, Brent and I are going with our boss and his wife to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pittsburgh&lt;/span&gt; later this month! I love to travel and see new things and I am so excited to get more pictures for my I love this beautiful world our Heavenly Father gave us collection!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-8049004003608651448?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8049004003608651448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=8049004003608651448&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8049004003608651448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8049004003608651448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/loosing-wieght.html' title='Loosing wieght'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-6246709107468338146</id><published>2009-06-19T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T19:06:00.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food, Diet, Health Choices</title><content type='html'>Dieting has become my new normal. I don't hate it, or love it. I am ONLY eating right and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exercising&lt;/span&gt; for one reason... because Joseph deserves to have a mommy in his life. I started a couple of months ago. I did really good for the first month, then I changed one of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; and it messed my digestive system up and my weight loss (NOT my number one goal but VERY important to me) came to a complete stop for about 3 weeks. I also slipped into not so great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;habits&lt;/span&gt; while. My kind, supportive doctor was so pleased I had lost 8lbs. since my last visit and quickly changed my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; back to the outrageously expensive one that I didn't have any side effects on.&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel like I am rambling... oh well it is MY blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to really hit the dieting/eating right again only even stronger. I have had a few off days or maybe they are just not my best days lately. But with my system feeling better and working the way it should I have lost another 1 lb. in the last week anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kind of following the dash diet, the low sodium version and now I am ready to work on reducing my calories. The diet says to take things in steps... so first I got on the diet, not keeping track of calories but only eating things I should. I think that was the HARDEST part of the dieting so far. I cried more than I ate... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;booo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hooo&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;waahhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea how emotional food was for me. I think I actually grieved for the things I couldn't eat any more.&lt;br /&gt;Once I started eating right then I started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;exercising&lt;/span&gt;. Slow at first, then working my way up to 45 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; a day for about 5 days a week. I got so depressed from the one med that I really slowed down then got a really bad toothache that ended my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;exercising&lt;/span&gt;. I figure I will start my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;routine&lt;/span&gt; back at 30  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; a day on Monday. I also started the 3 meals 2 snacks a day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;routine&lt;/span&gt;. I have noticed that since I started doing that my stomach has shrunk and I can't eat nearly as much.  I actually can't allow myself to be hungry so if I even feel remotely hungry I eat. I eat healthy but not always low &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;calorie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So I am now ready to start counting those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;calories&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I had&lt;/span&gt; NO idea how many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;calories&lt;/span&gt; were in things until now. Wow somethings are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; high and others are really low. Like one of my favorite things to eat is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;avocados&lt;/span&gt;... bad no, no food... well high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;calorie&lt;/span&gt; anyway, good for you but I have to be careful of how much I eat. And another one of my favorites is mushrooms and it is low calorie but not a lot of nutrients in them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am on a new adventure... a food one... probably why I haven't posted pictures that I have taken in a while. I am still taking them but the food thing is still consuming my world... for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-6246709107468338146?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6246709107468338146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=6246709107468338146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6246709107468338146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6246709107468338146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/food-diet-health-choices.html' title='Food, Diet, Health Choices'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-8779636286414568149</id><published>2009-05-11T15:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:31:37.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334696829845312802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SgimgJdVFSI/AAAAAAAAA70/N3uObVSooxk/s400/cdf1a99c-406d-4aaa-b4fc-3269adad7736-0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my mom. She was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; cute... so does she remind any of my kids of their kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SgimgVV7L9I/AAAAAAAAA8E/qYBzv0KoZtE/s1600-h/R_C_P_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334696833035481042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SgimgVV7L9I/AAAAAAAAA8E/qYBzv0KoZtE/s400/R_C_P_009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How about me? does this look like any of the grand kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SgimgYA-qBI/AAAAAAAAA78/38ajpbspj98/s1600-h/Family_W_P_018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334696833752934418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SgimgYA-qBI/AAAAAAAAA78/38ajpbspj98/s400/Family_W_P_018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here I am... There are only a few pictures of me when I was really little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-8779636286414568149?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8779636286414568149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=8779636286414568149&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8779636286414568149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8779636286414568149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-for-fun.html' title='Just for Fun'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SgimgJdVFSI/AAAAAAAAA70/N3uObVSooxk/s72-c/cdf1a99c-406d-4aaa-b4fc-3269adad7736-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-7437809215091769919</id><published>2009-04-30T01:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:27:59.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mande'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mande!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflqeptP92I/AAAAAAAAA7s/TrwHFsQUlT8/s1600-h/mande+misc+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330408708793956194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflqeptP92I/AAAAAAAAA7s/TrwHFsQUlT8/s400/mande+misc+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday Mande!&lt;br /&gt;She was born after a very loooonnnnngggg pregnancy. I was on bed rest for a couple of months and that wasn't easy with 4 other little ones, then she came  2 weeks late and I had to be induced. I remember how HAPPY I was when they announced she was a girl! I wanted her to be a girl soooo badly! Lindsay was as happy as I was for her to have a little SISTER! She was only 4 but carried her around and made sure she was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflqE5Iv7WI/AAAAAAAAA7k/ZwJvcD13fXg/s1600-h/mande+c+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330408266259230050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflqE5Iv7WI/AAAAAAAAA7k/ZwJvcD13fXg/s400/mande+c+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't she a little doll!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sflp5nrDpBI/AAAAAAAAA7c/VDtYPCouscM/s1600-h/mande+c+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330408072592729106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sflp5nrDpBI/AAAAAAAAA7c/VDtYPCouscM/s400/mande+c+013.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/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sflp5v0lK3I/AAAAAAAAA7U/qQSafyZpSuQ/s1600-h/mande+c+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330408074780158834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sflp5v0lK3I/AAAAAAAAA7U/qQSafyZpSuQ/s400/mande+c+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sflp5TJ4TsI/AAAAAAAAA7M/oEgs_71XG_Q/s1600-h/Mande+b+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330408067084865218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sflp5TJ4TsI/AAAAAAAAA7M/oEgs_71XG_Q/s400/Mande+b+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sflp5A7IPdI/AAAAAAAAA7E/eMY_s6aaB5s/s1600-h/Mande+b+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330408062191156690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sflp5A7IPdI/AAAAAAAAA7E/eMY_s6aaB5s/s400/Mande+b+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mande often hung out with Lindsay and her friends as she grew up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflpXHNqOqI/AAAAAAAAA60/dgScWSfj4tU/s1600-h/Mande+f+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330407479763942050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflpXHNqOqI/AAAAAAAAA60/dgScWSfj4tU/s400/Mande+f+002.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/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflpW8Ps_eI/AAAAAAAAA6s/HAkLRds5vxM/s1600-h/Mande+f+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330407476819721698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflpW8Ps_eI/AAAAAAAAA6s/HAkLRds5vxM/s400/Mande+f+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflpWy6L0lI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Tes9lInziSo/s1600-h/Mande+f+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330407474313548370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflpWy6L0lI/AAAAAAAAA6k/Tes9lInziSo/s400/Mande+f+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflpWgsflrI/AAAAAAAAA6c/S4ev6SK6lEY/s1600-h/mande+t+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330407469424285362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflpWgsflrI/AAAAAAAAA6c/S4ev6SK6lEY/s400/mande+t+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mande liked the crazzzy rides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflpWXoSm1I/AAAAAAAAA6U/b3oQ1HxsyN4/s1600-h/trip+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330407466990738258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflpWXoSm1I/AAAAAAAAA6U/b3oQ1HxsyN4/s400/trip+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was such a little doll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflotjkvGXI/AAAAAAAAA6M/IvZxDX9dgpU/s1600-h/family+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330406765822417266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflotjkvGXI/AAAAAAAAA6M/IvZxDX9dgpU/s400/family+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she did flag in school and was really good at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflotVVwgxI/AAAAAAAAA6E/ePvWI4_y5Qo/s1600-h/flag+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330406762001498898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflotVVwgxI/AAAAAAAAA6E/ePvWI4_y5Qo/s400/flag+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sflos3ZJbjI/AAAAAAAAA50/8zhKVqlPq5Q/s1600-h/birthdayZooTrip+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330406753962651186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sflos3ZJbjI/AAAAAAAAA50/8zhKVqlPq5Q/s400/birthdayZooTrip+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sflosiki3II/AAAAAAAAA5s/v9jNmod6hq0/s1600-h/StateFlag+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330406748373310594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sflosiki3II/AAAAAAAAA5s/v9jNmod6hq0/s400/StateFlag+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she got an award for her music, I have always been so proud of all her accomplishments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sfln1llkIAI/AAAAAAAAA5k/J2XaIswhOIc/s1600-h/awards+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330405804290088962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sfln1llkIAI/AAAAAAAAA5k/J2XaIswhOIc/s400/awards+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE this picture... poor little Tate... squish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sfln1RaShhI/AAAAAAAAA5c/9DVeuL3KIj4/s1600-h/Graduation+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330405798874088978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sfln1RaShhI/AAAAAAAAA5c/9DVeuL3KIj4/s400/Graduation+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sfln1JR1FrI/AAAAAAAAA5U/dX7RZBR_zLY/s1600-h/Graduation+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330405796691121842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sfln1JR1FrI/AAAAAAAAA5U/dX7RZBR_zLY/s400/Graduation+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sfln1JcYLpI/AAAAAAAAA5M/-254pN7z0rA/s1600-h/Mande+Concert+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330405796735364754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Sfln1JcYLpI/AAAAAAAAA5M/-254pN7z0rA/s400/Mande+Concert+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just want to wish my beautiful little girl a very happy birthday!!! Now she is all grown up and and two adorable little ones of her own!! She was always a fantastic big sister to Joseph and I picture her being just as good a mommy as she was a sister!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy, Happy Birthday!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3994296951212161742-7437809215091769919?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7437809215091769919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=7437809215091769919&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7437809215091769919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7437809215091769919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-mande.html' title='Happy Birthday Mande!!'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SflqeptP92I/AAAAAAAAA7s/TrwHFsQUlT8/s72-c/mande+misc+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-531576251001059940</id><published>2009-04-27T16:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:32:36.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry I am sooo slow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfZALBkRziI/AAAAAAAAA48/YDhqBWYdAX4/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329517767182896674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfZALBkRziI/AAAAAAAAA48/YDhqBWYdAX4/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a darling baby girl... I LOVE pink!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfZADuVUdVI/AAAAAAAAA40/HeoLMwvyT-M/s1600-h/IMG_6543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329517641760798034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfZADuVUdVI/AAAAAAAAA40/HeoLMwvyT-M/s400/IMG_6543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfZADdTrtII/AAAAAAAAA4s/AAZ_68iqp3U/s1600-h/IMG_6546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329517637190530178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfZADdTrtII/AAAAAAAAA4s/AAZ_68iqp3U/s400/IMG_6546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfZADUWuS3I/AAAAAAAAA4k/5AINddV6kcc/s1600-h/IMG_6551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329517634787363698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfZADUWuS3I/AAAAAAAAA4k/5AINddV6kcc/s400/IMG_6551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfZACSIVwlI/AAAAAAAAA4c/htWOffwbZg8/s1600-h/IMG_6553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329517617010295378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfZACSIVwlI/AAAAAAAAA4c/htWOffwbZg8/s400/IMG_6553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfZACW_97qI/AAAAAAAAA4U/ve6r134EML4/s1600-h/IMG_6556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329517618317356706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfZACW_97qI/AAAAAAAAA4U/ve6r134EML4/s400/IMG_6556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfY_pTRfDII/AAAAAAAAA4M/_AyP3d5ZLRI/s1600-h/IMG_6527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329517187820358786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfY_pTRfDII/AAAAAAAAA4M/_AyP3d5ZLRI/s400/IMG_6527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfY_pMiEeZI/AAAAAAAAA4E/l6jd_y8R0zs/s1600-h/IMG_6544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329517186010872210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfY_pMiEeZI/AAAAAAAAA4E/l6jd_y8R0zs/s400/IMG_6544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfY_pJJ5SbI/AAAAAAAAA38/h5KwXxO5KYI/s1600-h/IMG_6525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329517185104169394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfY_pJJ5SbI/AAAAAAAAA38/h5KwXxO5KYI/s400/IMG_6525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfY_o2JMi4I/AAAAAAAAA30/MYwCwI_GSMQ/s1600-h/IMG_6535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329517180000963458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfY_o2JMi4I/AAAAAAAAA30/MYwCwI_GSMQ/s400/IMG_6535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfY_o6hC1iI/AAAAAAAAA3s/A2QmWNL2QcQ/s1600-h/IMG_6532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329517181174732322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfY_o6hC1iI/AAAAAAAAA3s/A2QmWNL2QcQ/s400/IMG_6532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is such a darling baby!! Congrats Stephanie!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-531576251001059940?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/531576251001059940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=531576251001059940&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/531576251001059940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/531576251001059940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry-i-am-sooo-slow.html' title='sorry I am sooo slow!'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SfZALBkRziI/AAAAAAAAA48/YDhqBWYdAX4/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1891304888138212895</id><published>2009-04-06T16:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:27:28.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter is on it's Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqPDVwpHdI/AAAAAAAAA3k/lE1xI1KdwMo/s1600-h/IMG_5907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321723197235207634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqPDVwpHdI/AAAAAAAAA3k/lE1xI1KdwMo/s400/IMG_5907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So it must be time to break out the Easter Basket full of baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqPDeAFS2I/AAAAAAAAA3c/ailK0A3lkf8/s1600-h/IMG_5884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321723199447452514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqPDeAFS2I/AAAAAAAAA3c/ailK0A3lkf8/s400/IMG_5884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryce and Abby came over for pictures... I LOVE their outfits!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqPDJL64nI/AAAAAAAAA3U/GoOj9J3Oynw/s1600-h/IMG_5858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321723193859957362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqPDJL64nI/AAAAAAAAA3U/GoOj9J3Oynw/s400/IMG_5858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqPDBEN8HI/AAAAAAAAA3M/EdhDqG71N_g/s1600-h/IMG_5947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321723191680168050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqPDBEN8HI/AAAAAAAAA3M/EdhDqG71N_g/s400/IMG_5947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqOyUSjCuI/AAAAAAAAA3E/9INpkmDq4mQ/s1600-h/IMG_6000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321722904782768866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqOyUSjCuI/AAAAAAAAA3E/9INpkmDq4mQ/s400/IMG_6000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqOyU7cnxI/AAAAAAAAA28/OJpCLuRxnAY/s1600-h/IMG_5850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321722904954314514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqOyU7cnxI/AAAAAAAAA28/OJpCLuRxnAY/s400/IMG_5850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqOyH28XrI/AAAAAAAAA20/smiQArcMdEs/s1600-h/IMG_6030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321722901445762738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqOyH28XrI/AAAAAAAAA20/smiQArcMdEs/s400/IMG_6030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay found this little sailor dress at Burlington's Coat Factory and I HAD to get it for Abby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqOyGGknQI/AAAAAAAAA2s/sSrhd-ZbWp4/s1600-h/IMG_6093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321722900974443778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqOyGGknQI/AAAAAAAAA2s/sSrhd-ZbWp4/s400/IMG_6093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqOyLGNmiI/AAAAAAAAA2k/_2XPZrF24TQ/s1600-h/IMG_6082ccc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321722902315112994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqOyLGNmiI/AAAAAAAAA2k/_2XPZrF24TQ/s400/IMG_6082ccc.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;br /&gt;I saved my favorite for last... Thanks Ashly for bringing the kids over so I could get pictures of them!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-1891304888138212895?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1891304888138212895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1891304888138212895&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1891304888138212895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1891304888138212895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-is-on-its-way.html' title='Easter is on it&apos;s Way'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdqPDVwpHdI/AAAAAAAAA3k/lE1xI1KdwMo/s72-c/IMG_5907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-2908683025816004685</id><published>2009-04-04T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T01:28:43.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcZXiT3X-I/AAAAAAAAA2c/4wPoU39Sz5w/s1600-h/IMG_5815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320749376899342306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcZXiT3X-I/AAAAAAAAA2c/4wPoU39Sz5w/s400/IMG_5815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lindsay and Bryan have these two friends they always talk about... now I got to meet them. Yup, they are just as nice as I expected!! It was fun to take their picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcZQw2UbHI/AAAAAAAAA2U/qZ3VV4MPjlo/s1600-h/IMG_5842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320749260542864498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcZQw2UbHI/AAAAAAAAA2U/qZ3VV4MPjlo/s400/IMG_5842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcZQkJNRQI/AAAAAAAAA2M/CXPvKDSbLuo/s1600-h/IMG_5839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320749257132426498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcZQkJNRQI/AAAAAAAAA2M/CXPvKDSbLuo/s400/IMG_5839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; they love little Kooper and wanted a picture with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcZQZ-8PSI/AAAAAAAAA2E/GDwnKIU3Fz4/s1600-h/IMG_5835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320749254405012770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcZQZ-8PSI/AAAAAAAAA2E/GDwnKIU3Fz4/s400/IMG_5835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcZPy-SZPI/AAAAAAAAA18/LxJ_Xf_sVyY/s1600-h/IMG_5813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320749243933287666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcZPy-SZPI/AAAAAAAAA18/LxJ_Xf_sVyY/s400/IMG_5813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcZPVVhp3I/AAAAAAAAA10/P_w3u_Z1iXk/s1600-h/IMG_5807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320749235977693042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcZPVVhp3I/AAAAAAAAA10/P_w3u_Z1iXk/s400/IMG_5807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcY_c__RZI/AAAAAAAAA1s/zLFbryaqCuc/s1600-h/IMG_5804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320748963156936082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcY_c__RZI/AAAAAAAAA1s/zLFbryaqCuc/s400/IMG_5804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcY_GIDYbI/AAAAAAAAA1k/ib_htEMS_ek/s1600-h/IMG_5801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320748957016744370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcY_GIDYbI/AAAAAAAAA1k/ib_htEMS_ek/s400/IMG_5801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcY_NxgN_I/AAAAAAAAA1c/RNdP6kq8438/s1600-h/IMG_5798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320748959069648882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcY_NxgN_I/AAAAAAAAA1c/RNdP6kq8438/s400/IMG_5798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcY-8t2ULI/AAAAAAAAA1U/RpNMjtxqXkQ/s1600-h/IMG_5794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320748954490917042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcY-8t2ULI/AAAAAAAAA1U/RpNMjtxqXkQ/s400/IMG_5794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcY-wqcHhI/AAAAAAAAA1M/vIkMI_TdfDE/s1600-h/IMG_5793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320748951255391762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcY-wqcHhI/AAAAAAAAA1M/vIkMI_TdfDE/s400/IMG_5793.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-2908683025816004685?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2908683025816004685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=2908683025816004685&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/2908683025816004685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/2908683025816004685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdcZXiT3X-I/AAAAAAAAA2c/4wPoU39Sz5w/s72-c/IMG_5815.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-6176456490232877671</id><published>2009-04-01T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T08:59:15.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to my April Fools Baby... Zach</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Zach!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the ONLY day of the year I DIDN'T want to have a baby was April fools day... However I woke up at 6am April 1, 1985 and was in labor... only 2 weeks past my due date. I was DONE being pregnant and he was done baking so... poof... April Fools Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319746569856044322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOJUe9fTSI/AAAAAAAAAzU/iXIsM3z4lOg/s400/Zach+b+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach had a FULL head of Black hair, it was long too, hung down past his ear. I would get stopped at the store by people asking to see this head of hair... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOLYCTGkTI/AAAAAAAAA0k/WPdDSzT9RKo/s1600-h/IMG_2437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319748829904802098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOLYCTGkTI/AAAAAAAAA0k/WPdDSzT9RKo/s400/IMG_2437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOLYHcRHtI/AAAAAAAAA0c/SkVhQrPE1cQ/s1600-h/sun+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319748831285419730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOLYHcRHtI/AAAAAAAAA0c/SkVhQrPE1cQ/s400/sun+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOLXzyKCwI/AAAAAAAAA0U/u_7O9wC3qjA/s1600-h/IMG_2461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319748826008521474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOLXzyKCwI/AAAAAAAAA0U/u_7O9wC3qjA/s400/IMG_2461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOLXkukuhI/AAAAAAAAA0M/pNGHckpgByc/s1600-h/9-10-07+ak+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319748821966961170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOLXkukuhI/AAAAAAAAA0M/pNGHckpgByc/s400/9-10-07+ak+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOKnm9CZWI/AAAAAAAAAz8/3FaAHtC8Pxs/s1600-h/Zach+c+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319747997930775906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOKnm9CZWI/AAAAAAAAAz8/3FaAHtC8Pxs/s400/Zach+c+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zach was the biggest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mammaws&lt;/span&gt; boy EVER! Even after she had surgery he slept in the floor by her bed, just to be close to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOKnnDZzZI/AAAAAAAAAz0/vyt_DWAw8ZQ/s1600-h/Zach+c+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319747997957475730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOKnnDZzZI/AAAAAAAAAz0/vyt_DWAw8ZQ/s400/Zach+c+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOKnHwatBI/AAAAAAAAAzs/dnVSDa6w8mU/s1600-h/638-8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319747989556343826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOKnHwatBI/AAAAAAAAAzs/dnVSDa6w8mU/s400/638-8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach is an awesome dad and has a wonderful family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOKmzVewkI/AAAAAAAAAzk/yoch7PYZsow/s1600-h/9-10-07+ak+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319747984074654274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOKmzVewkI/AAAAAAAAAzk/yoch7PYZsow/s400/9-10-07+ak+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOKmfWF9VI/AAAAAAAAAzc/RxMpUqGKGTI/s1600-h/IMG_2393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319747978708514130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOKmfWF9VI/AAAAAAAAAzc/RxMpUqGKGTI/s400/IMG_2393.jpg" border="0" /&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/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOJT9Jo82I/AAAAAAAAAzE/fuUAnLANo3E/s1600-h/Zach+c+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319746560780202850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOJT9Jo82I/AAAAAAAAAzE/fuUAnLANo3E/s400/Zach+c+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture below is the one that brings back the most memories of him... it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; him. It's how I remember him looking as a little kid! I love my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ack&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOJTmFqviI/AAAAAAAAAy8/S_uI5RtPO6o/s1600-h/Zach+c+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319746554589527586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOJTmFqviI/AAAAAAAAAy8/S_uI5RtPO6o/s400/Zach+c+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOJTWUDphI/AAAAAAAAAy0/WjSTxPeco0g/s1600-h/Zach+c+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319746550354912786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOJTWUDphI/AAAAAAAAAy0/WjSTxPeco0g/s400/Zach+c+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Zach! I hope you have a wonderful day! I love you! I am proud of the man you have grown up to be!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3994296951212161742-6176456490232877671?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6176456490232877671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=6176456490232877671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6176456490232877671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6176456490232877671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-to-my-april-fools-baby.html' title='Happy Birthday to my April Fools Baby... Zach'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SdOJUe9fTSI/AAAAAAAAAzU/iXIsM3z4lOg/s72-c/Zach+b+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-2460750730133827348</id><published>2009-03-25T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T10:59:11.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScpwcX8wUFI/AAAAAAAAAys/-PqfgEhhDpc/s1600-h/IMG_5470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317185942831779922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScpwcX8wUFI/AAAAAAAAAys/-PqfgEhhDpc/s400/IMG_5470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks Like Jenny is done nesting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Scpwb9DbXSI/AAAAAAAAAyk/LEvIpO4CTGk/s1600-h/IMG_5342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317185935612009762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Scpwb9DbXSI/AAAAAAAAAyk/LEvIpO4CTGk/s400/IMG_5342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScpwbAXrP8I/AAAAAAAAAyc/E9IkTJhYWvs/s1600-h/IMG_5361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317185919322374082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScpwbAXrP8I/AAAAAAAAAyc/E9IkTJhYWvs/s400/IMG_5361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScpwPVL9TcI/AAAAAAAAAyU/Z_NbTkOf18c/s1600-h/IMG_5475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317185718751940034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScpwPVL9TcI/AAAAAAAAAyU/Z_NbTkOf18c/s400/IMG_5475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScpwPG81OVI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Ehen0O9y7mY/s1600-h/IMG_5490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317185714930399570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScpwPG81OVI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Ehen0O9y7mY/s400/IMG_5490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScpwOsadlzI/AAAAAAAAAyE/TYX8z4Qbll4/s1600-h/IMG_5371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317185707806922546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScpwOsadlzI/AAAAAAAAAyE/TYX8z4Qbll4/s400/IMG_5371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScpwOXYJkoI/AAAAAAAAAx8/s0KucnwVavY/s1600-h/IMG_5375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317185702160077442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScpwOXYJkoI/AAAAAAAAAx8/s0KucnwVavY/s400/IMG_5375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScpwNtV02QI/AAAAAAAAAx0/SfHlr7Rjj_w/s1600-h/IMG_5453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317185690876041474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScpwNtV02QI/AAAAAAAAAx0/SfHlr7Rjj_w/s400/IMG_5453.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-2460750730133827348?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2460750730133827348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=2460750730133827348&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/2460750730133827348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/2460750730133827348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-boy.html' title='Baby Boy'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScpwcX8wUFI/AAAAAAAAAys/-PqfgEhhDpc/s72-c/IMG_5470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-9186422837058409639</id><published>2009-03-20T09:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:24:48.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalalalalala....la</title><content type='html'>Here is just a few of Lala's senior pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it took me so long to even post these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScPDFrq8ptI/AAAAAAAAAxs/v4ennQ65N-k/s1600-h/IMG_4415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315306487616939730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScPDFrq8ptI/AAAAAAAAAxs/v4ennQ65N-k/s400/IMG_4415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScPDFPjlO3I/AAAAAAAAAxk/fSbIIShHr_o/s1600-h/IMG_4416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315306480069852018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScPDFPjlO3I/AAAAAAAAAxk/fSbIIShHr_o/s400/IMG_4416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScPDFHkEgTI/AAAAAAAAAxc/IgjztwPTOGw/s1600-h/IMG_4424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315306477924417842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScPDFHkEgTI/AAAAAAAAAxc/IgjztwPTOGw/s400/IMG_4424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScPDE-EbKdI/AAAAAAAAAxU/TvoD8jcbO88/s1600-h/IMG_4426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315306475375765970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScPDE-EbKdI/AAAAAAAAAxU/TvoD8jcbO88/s400/IMG_4426.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/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScPDEtZB0GI/AAAAAAAAAxM/JRVOWvRMqnM/s1600-h/IMG_4547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315306470898782306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScPDEtZB0GI/AAAAAAAAAxM/JRVOWvRMqnM/s400/IMG_4547.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;/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/3994296951212161742-9186422837058409639?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9186422837058409639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=9186422837058409639&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/9186422837058409639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/9186422837058409639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/lalalalalalalala.html' title='lalalalalalala....la'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScPDFrq8ptI/AAAAAAAAAxs/v4ennQ65N-k/s72-c/IMG_4415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-4682457890342594017</id><published>2009-03-19T08:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:16:51.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Does the Time Go?</title><content type='html'>I meant to post these days ago!  Here is the Happy Birthday boy!&lt;br /&gt;It is really hard to do all the things for the party AND take pictures. So this was the best I could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScJhIfcVjxI/AAAAAAAAAxE/XUMkXFqBn6w/s1600-h/IMG_4388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314917308757806866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScJhIfcVjxI/AAAAAAAAAxE/XUMkXFqBn6w/s400/IMG_4388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Perfect Gift... one of his friends was so thoughtful she made him his own book to write music in!!! Love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScJhIGyntVI/AAAAAAAAAw8/v91eXaml1e0/s1600-h/IMG_4399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314917302140384594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScJhIGyntVI/AAAAAAAAAw8/v91eXaml1e0/s400/IMG_4399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lots of fun friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScJhIHTdS6I/AAAAAAAAAw0/z_lZIK47Xyc/s1600-h/IMG_4394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314917302278114210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScJhIHTdS6I/AAAAAAAAAw0/z_lZIK47Xyc/s400/IMG_4394.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/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScJhH5Yvt_I/AAAAAAAAAws/ClMLLrO7txY/s1600-h/IMG_4392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314917298542196722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScJhH5Yvt_I/AAAAAAAAAws/ClMLLrO7txY/s400/IMG_4392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScJhH0nxuWI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Z8eVA8VHb7Y/s1600-h/IMG_4400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314917297263065442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScJhH0nxuWI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Z8eVA8VHb7Y/s400/IMG_4400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He said this was his BEST Birthday EVER!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-4682457890342594017?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4682457890342594017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=4682457890342594017&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/4682457890342594017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/4682457890342594017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-does-time-go.html' title='Where Does the Time Go?'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/ScJhIfcVjxI/AAAAAAAAAxE/XUMkXFqBn6w/s72-c/IMG_4388.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-8810604038782186442</id><published>2009-03-14T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T08:34:12.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I would be bigger</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Joseph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph is 6 today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He snuggled up to me when he woke up, then said, "I thought I would wake up and be bigger today... but I feel the same."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures and more about him later today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-8810604038782186442?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8810604038782186442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=8810604038782186442&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8810604038782186442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8810604038782186442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-thought-i-would-be-bigger.html' title='I thought I would be bigger'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-3788393145601378993</id><published>2009-03-06T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:57:28.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My uncles, cousins, aunts, neice</title><content type='html'>Just kidding... it's not really that complicated. My daughters, husbands, sisters kids came over today. They are really cute and great kids! Lindsay and Bryan got his mom a really great picture frame and wanted the same backdrop for all the grand kids pictures so, Amy brought her kids over to get them done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay asked me to get a few of Jocelyn with her cousin. This first one made me laugh so hard I almost peed myself. It looks right out of them 1800's. The pose screamed photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SbIK4rTFpcI/AAAAAAAAAwc/m4YjNA1FPVY/s1600-h/IMG_4355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310318879434974658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SbIK4rTFpcI/AAAAAAAAAwc/m4YjNA1FPVY/s400/IMG_4355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And now for the REAL pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SbIK4aBaOvI/AAAAAAAAAwU/81KzqvxONms/s1600-h/IMG_4341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310318874797423346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SbIK4aBaOvI/AAAAAAAAAwU/81KzqvxONms/s400/IMG_4341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SbIK4C-dFHI/AAAAAAAAAwM/VyyfTETzzGE/s1600-h/IMG_4285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310318868611011698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SbIK4C-dFHI/AAAAAAAAAwM/VyyfTETzzGE/s400/IMG_4285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SbIK32lu1AI/AAAAAAAAAwE/MUYjqm6QNgg/s1600-h/IMG_4371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310318865286091778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SbIK32lu1AI/AAAAAAAAAwE/MUYjqm6QNgg/s400/IMG_4371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SbIK3gJNO2I/AAAAAAAAAv8/triAaLb7KC4/s1600-h/IMG_4309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310318859260869474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SbIK3gJNO2I/AAAAAAAAAv8/triAaLb7KC4/s400/IMG_4309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last one is one of my favorites! Thanks Amy for letting me practice on your kids!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-3788393145601378993?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3788393145601378993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=3788393145601378993&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/3788393145601378993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/3788393145601378993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-uncles-cousins-aunts-neice.html' title='My uncles, cousins, aunts, neice'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SbIK4rTFpcI/AAAAAAAAAwc/m4YjNA1FPVY/s72-c/IMG_4355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-286078828821103273</id><published>2009-03-03T01:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T01:41:50.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kooper = 1 Month = 4 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz5QHJg8ZI/AAAAAAAAAv0/6tv9No2Bl_g/s1600-h/IMG_4221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308892115955151250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz5QHJg8ZI/AAAAAAAAAv0/6tv9No2Bl_g/s400/IMG_4221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; he is a month old already!! I am not sure how often babies have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; 1 month birthday the same day as being 4 weeks old... but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kooper&lt;/span&gt; is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz5Pw43XEI/AAAAAAAAAvs/rY3SBIDdrTA/s1600-h/IMG_3614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308892109979737154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz5Pw43XEI/AAAAAAAAAvs/rY3SBIDdrTA/s400/IMG_3614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had been DYING to take more pictures of him... not sure why because he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; uncooperative. But I finally got to take some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz5Pwaz46I/AAAAAAAAAvk/zrPy_5fd97c/s1600-h/IMG_3635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308892109853680546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz5Pwaz46I/AAAAAAAAAvk/zrPy_5fd97c/s400/IMG_3635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is such a sweetie and I love him so much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz5PnvGLUI/AAAAAAAAAvc/wfPfi86QWWg/s1600-h/IMG_3755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308892107522846018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz5PnvGLUI/AAAAAAAAAvc/wfPfi86QWWg/s400/IMG_3755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took 711 pictures yesterday... not all of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Koop&lt;/span&gt; but at least half of them are of him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz5Pv5mRiI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Ml3O00EDBEM/s1600-h/IMG_3560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308892109714376226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz5Pv5mRiI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Ml3O00EDBEM/s400/IMG_3560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we started out in studio... where he doesn't like the flash and bugs his eyes out funny so we didn't get a lot of good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz45_hWe8I/AAAAAAAAAvM/w16y7BEw8UQ/s1600-h/IMG_4252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308891735950523330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz45_hWe8I/AAAAAAAAAvM/w16y7BEw8UQ/s400/IMG_4252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ended up at the end of the day out side. He did MUCH better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz45h-GwdI/AAAAAAAAAvE/csrA5pYBhGU/s1600-h/IMG_4225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308891728018063826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz45h-GwdI/AAAAAAAAAvE/csrA5pYBhGU/s400/IMG_4225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz45sUdIsI/AAAAAAAAAu8/4wvQnsB41bY/s1600-h/IMG_4236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308891730796159682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz45sUdIsI/AAAAAAAAAu8/4wvQnsB41bY/s400/IMG_4236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he did get hungry quite often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz45khGtLI/AAAAAAAAAu0/W7yMjfSA8sU/s1600-h/IMG_4261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308891728701732018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz45khGtLI/AAAAAAAAAu0/W7yMjfSA8sU/s400/IMG_4261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and he got to meet "The Cousins" today too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz45enwFiI/AAAAAAAAAus/iNSslgEQQbo/s1600-h/IMG_4220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308891727118997026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz45enwFiI/AAAAAAAAAus/iNSslgEQQbo/s400/IMG_4220.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;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And THIS is why I made the outside ones black and white... he kind of clashed. We told him... your mom dresses you funny... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-286078828821103273?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/286078828821103273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=286078828821103273&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/286078828821103273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/286078828821103273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/03/kooper-1-month-4-weeks.html' title='Kooper = 1 Month = 4 Weeks'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/Saz5QHJg8ZI/AAAAAAAAAv0/6tv9No2Bl_g/s72-c/IMG_4221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-107737218029653780</id><published>2009-02-26T22:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:16:27.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expecting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeEjYjpsSI/AAAAAAAAAuk/JGAh1pFCApM/s1600-h/IMG_3300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307356429301690658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeEjYjpsSI/AAAAAAAAAuk/JGAh1pFCApM/s400/IMG_3300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend is expecting and said she feels big as a basketball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeEVC_OxaI/AAAAAAAAAuU/0Fs5HPEdSlY/s1600-h/IMG_3484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307356182993618338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeEVC_OxaI/AAAAAAAAAuU/0Fs5HPEdSlY/s400/IMG_3484.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/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeEVCWF6vI/AAAAAAAAAuM/Mjql2tme5tQ/s1600-h/IMG_3237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307356182821071602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeEVCWF6vI/AAAAAAAAAuM/Mjql2tme5tQ/s400/IMG_3237.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/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeEU8AUu0I/AAAAAAAAAuE/pubh7KwoyLE/s1600-h/IMG_3297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307356181119155010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeEU8AUu0I/AAAAAAAAAuE/pubh7KwoyLE/s400/IMG_3297.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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeEU9seu7I/AAAAAAAAAt8/H4fGVzB7n7k/s1600-h/IMG_3192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307356181572795314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeEU9seu7I/AAAAAAAAAt8/H4fGVzB7n7k/s400/IMG_3192.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/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeEUrDDaXI/AAAAAAAAAt0/TBHQmh1geUE/s1600-h/IMG_3367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307356176567200114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeEUrDDaXI/AAAAAAAAAt0/TBHQmh1geUE/s400/IMG_3367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307356428420376978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeEjVRh6ZI/AAAAAAAAAuc/n4hdl_O1Pk4/s400/IMG_3331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeEAFJTiTI/AAAAAAAAAts/kBPc66XHSL4/s1600-h/IMG_3241.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeD_-bzpnI/AAAAAAAAAtk/I7yKUsCRFmU/s1600-h/IMG_3293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307355820994045554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeD_-bzpnI/AAAAAAAAAtk/I7yKUsCRFmU/s400/IMG_3293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeD_yZA4oI/AAAAAAAAAtc/rns60MBlmHk/s1600-h/IMG_3295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307355817761104514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeD_yZA4oI/AAAAAAAAAtc/rns60MBlmHk/s400/IMG_3295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeD_tcN8-I/AAAAAAAAAtU/pu5l9s2Nm0g/s1600-h/IMG_3442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307355816432366562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeD_tcN8-I/AAAAAAAAAtU/pu5l9s2Nm0g/s400/IMG_3442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeD_ml6MtI/AAAAAAAAAtM/jALoKt_UNhM/s1600-h/IMG_3160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307355814593966802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeD_ml6MtI/AAAAAAAAAtM/jALoKt_UNhM/s400/IMG_3160.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-107737218029653780?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/107737218029653780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=107737218029653780&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/107737218029653780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/107737218029653780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/expecting.html' title='Expecting'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaeEjYjpsSI/AAAAAAAAAuk/JGAh1pFCApM/s72-c/IMG_3300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-8102222322679706575</id><published>2009-02-25T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:21:24.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lollie-Pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaYmBoOoaTI/AAAAAAAAAtE/_DUIFA10fc0/s1600-h/IMG_3120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306971020323219762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaYmBoOoaTI/AAAAAAAAAtE/_DUIFA10fc0/s400/IMG_3120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joseph LOVES orange, so when I saw this egg shaped lollie pop at Wal-Mart for only $1 I couldn't resist. And of course I was thinking how fun a photo session would be with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood him up on a chair and I walked around him with my camera until I got the bluest sky... then he started posing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaYmBdQ-iGI/AAAAAAAAAs8/0VMszQSErcs/s1600-h/IMG_3132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306971017380268130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaYmBdQ-iGI/AAAAAAAAAs8/0VMszQSErcs/s400/IMG_3132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaYmBWpeeBI/AAAAAAAAAs0/GYEM0jwlE_Y/s1600-h/IMG_3119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306971015603976210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaYmBWpeeBI/AAAAAAAAAs0/GYEM0jwlE_Y/s400/IMG_3119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaYmAwu-vaI/AAAAAAAAAss/DUK9GYc-Lrw/s1600-h/IMG_3102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306971005426515362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaYmAwu-vaI/AAAAAAAAAss/DUK9GYc-Lrw/s400/IMG_3102.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/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaYmAsH-LLI/AAAAAAAAAsk/CLORtvfKJLI/s1600-h/IMG_3121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306971004189158578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaYmAsH-LLI/AAAAAAAAAsk/CLORtvfKJLI/s400/IMG_3121.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;/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/3994296951212161742-8102222322679706575?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8102222322679706575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=8102222322679706575&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8102222322679706575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8102222322679706575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/lollie-pop.html' title='Lollie-Pop'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaYmBoOoaTI/AAAAAAAAAtE/_DUIFA10fc0/s72-c/IMG_3120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-3098009111169803847</id><published>2009-02-24T08:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:41:39.614-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQe7U5HXDI/AAAAAAAAAr0/qpnpaLquXuY/s1600-h/Lindsay+c+102.jpg'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Lindsay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306396983365437682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQb8R6ziPI/AAAAAAAAAqc/nVgwcdUfBMs/s400/lindsaysc1127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;so these are super out of order but it's the best I can do... maybe I will fix them when I get home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my beautiful daughter and a look at how she has grown and matured through the years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306400277785489410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQe8ClwMAI/AAAAAAAAAsM/sjukZ93ATNg/s400/Beautiful+Daughter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306396983017759842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQb8Qn6ZGI/AAAAAAAAAqk/HRwaPiLVMAk/s400/lindsaysc1117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQdArvBTEI/AAAAAAAAArk/yBPb_cN8pU4/s1600-h/lindsaysc1148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306398158526434370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQdArvBTEI/AAAAAAAAArk/yBPb_cN8pU4/s400/lindsaysc1148.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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306398148055178978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQdAEuenuI/AAAAAAAAArE/fv5CPckZOFU/s400/lindsaysc1062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306396989797743378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQb8p4YuxI/AAAAAAAAAq0/HazxGAbm7l4/s400/Lindsay+c+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306400265518668850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQe7U5HXDI/AAAAAAAAAr0/qpnpaLquXuY/s400/Lindsay+c+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQgAz2WgeI/AAAAAAAAAsc/srDfqaJI1BA/s1600-h/IMG_2217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306401459239551458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQgAz2WgeI/AAAAAAAAAsc/srDfqaJI1BA/s400/IMG_2217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lindsay &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQgAtGmuZI/AAAAAAAAAsU/1XSOmrxhgnI/s1600-h/IMG_1894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306401457428674962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQgAtGmuZI/AAAAAAAAAsU/1XSOmrxhgnI/s400/IMG_1894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306400262521527858" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; " alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQe7JuinjI/AAAAAAAAArs/L9BFsA8C_UM/s400/IMG_0910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306396998666761874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQb9K67NpI/AAAAAAAAAq8/UpVyiCjb67M/s400/lindsaysc1113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQe79zTdcI/AAAAAAAAAsE/HZYJwGJpDRw/s1600-h/Lindsay020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306400276500149698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQe79zTdcI/AAAAAAAAAsE/HZYJwGJpDRw/s400/Lindsay020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQe74f77GI/AAAAAAAAAr8/pPYbJb00K7c/s1600-h/Lindsay008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306400275076738146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQe74f77GI/AAAAAAAAAr8/pPYbJb00K7c/s400/Lindsay008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306398156657446818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQdAkxaz6I/AAAAAAAAArU/eeMdDSIpgRo/s400/lindsaysc1042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306398151538229778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQdARs5whI/AAAAAAAAArM/wqBgE0jUwEE/s400/Lindsay010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306398157124871858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQdAmg3JrI/AAAAAAAAArc/ifCF4g-ClX8/s400/lindsaysc1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3994296951212161742-3098009111169803847?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3098009111169803847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=3098009111169803847&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/3098009111169803847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/3098009111169803847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-lindsay.html' title='Happy Birthday Lindsay'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaQb8R6ziPI/AAAAAAAAAqc/nVgwcdUfBMs/s72-c/lindsaysc1127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-8163640949043617094</id><published>2009-02-23T13:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T13:18:51.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more pictures... go figure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSbYgGaXI/AAAAAAAAAqU/o3DIWu5oEkM/s1600-h/IMG_2682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306105047615433074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSbYgGaXI/AAAAAAAAAqU/o3DIWu5oEkM/s400/IMG_2682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I am really lame and haven't got any new pictures... I am posting more from the first week. sorry... Hopefully I will get some more this afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSa9L_2QI/AAAAAAAAAqM/9aV3fE2fiew/s1600-h/IMG_2680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306105040283359490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSa9L_2QI/AAAAAAAAAqM/9aV3fE2fiew/s400/IMG_2680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSaQnaKfI/AAAAAAAAAqE/kYhMz3E7RYg/s1600-h/IMG_2672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306105028318734834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSaQnaKfI/AAAAAAAAAqE/kYhMz3E7RYg/s400/IMG_2672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSadweknI/AAAAAAAAAp8/osle6QnS8Jc/s1600-h/IMG_2668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306105031846433394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSadweknI/AAAAAAAAAp8/osle6QnS8Jc/s400/IMG_2668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSOYvcPFI/AAAAAAAAAp0/PmVgYyrquoE/s1600-h/IMG_2628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306104824341478482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSOYvcPFI/AAAAAAAAAp0/PmVgYyrquoE/s400/IMG_2628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSOe4urSI/AAAAAAAAAps/sKNbtaJ8WZA/s1600-h/IMG_2612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306104825991048482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSOe4urSI/AAAAAAAAAps/sKNbtaJ8WZA/s400/IMG_2612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSOIZSIwI/AAAAAAAAApk/tj8H4e-Ztl0/s1600-h/IMG_2609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306104819953574658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSOIZSIwI/AAAAAAAAApk/tj8H4e-Ztl0/s400/IMG_2609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSOEYUR8I/AAAAAAAAApc/T6JwarTD-o0/s1600-h/IMG_2657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306104818875779010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSOEYUR8I/AAAAAAAAApc/T6JwarTD-o0/s400/IMG_2657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSOMnytOI/AAAAAAAAApU/fdmz02GR9LM/s1600-h/IMG_2658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306104821088171234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSOMnytOI/AAAAAAAAApU/fdmz02GR9LM/s400/IMG_2658.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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-8163640949043617094?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8163640949043617094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=8163640949043617094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8163640949043617094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8163640949043617094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-pictures-go-figure.html' title='more pictures... go figure'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SaMSbYgGaXI/AAAAAAAAAqU/o3DIWu5oEkM/s72-c/IMG_2682.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-6805234301606616386</id><published>2009-02-19T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:46:58.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kooper is 2 Weeks Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-V4LPDtI/AAAAAAAAApM/HTw_EfKwFKA/s1600-h/IMG_3005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304534850434174674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-V4LPDtI/AAAAAAAAApM/HTw_EfKwFKA/s400/IMG_3005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe how time flies. He is already 2 weeks old. He is such a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-V09xFqI/AAAAAAAAApE/oiFm27lKh4g/s1600-h/IMG_3065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304534849572378274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-V09xFqI/AAAAAAAAApE/oiFm27lKh4g/s400/IMG_3065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-VigrNcI/AAAAAAAAAo8/XNtCocKXyXw/s1600-h/IMG_3053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304534844618520002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-VigrNcI/AAAAAAAAAo8/XNtCocKXyXw/s400/IMG_3053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-VplcUPI/AAAAAAAAAo0/ZLcfujvKTpo/s1600-h/IMG_3029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304534846517563634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-VplcUPI/AAAAAAAAAo0/ZLcfujvKTpo/s400/IMG_3029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-FeHJn6I/AAAAAAAAAos/s3Fcq3snN8M/s1600-h/IMG_3024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304534568559812514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-FeHJn6I/AAAAAAAAAos/s3Fcq3snN8M/s400/IMG_3024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-FfIVLpI/AAAAAAAAAok/uZ7PTHnW4fY/s1600-h/IMG_2959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304534568833199762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-FfIVLpI/AAAAAAAAAok/uZ7PTHnW4fY/s400/IMG_2959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-FOW8asI/AAAAAAAAAoc/62YyjDqMuQQ/s1600-h/IMG_2958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304534564331088578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-FOW8asI/AAAAAAAAAoc/62YyjDqMuQQ/s400/IMG_2958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-EipQMXI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fpKbK_ASmyM/s1600-h/IMG_2984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304534552596722034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-EipQMXI/AAAAAAAAAoU/fpKbK_ASmyM/s400/IMG_2984.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-Eio4SgI/AAAAAAAAAoM/TE_p_Hi3N_0/s1600-h/IMG_3004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304534552595155458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-Eio4SgI/AAAAAAAAAoM/TE_p_Hi3N_0/s400/IMG_3004.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;br /&gt;I had all these fun things to say but I burned my finger last night and even though it feels better it is hard to type.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-6805234301606616386?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6805234301606616386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=6805234301606616386&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6805234301606616386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6805234301606616386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/kooper-is-2-weeks-old.html' title='Kooper is 2 Weeks Old'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZ1-V4LPDtI/AAAAAAAAApM/HTw_EfKwFKA/s72-c/IMG_3005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-6306243564299856328</id><published>2009-02-16T21:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:54:44.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Muse</title><content type='html'>Meet Jocelyn...&lt;br /&gt;                          my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Muse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;em&gt;    –noun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 2.  &lt;/span&gt; the goddess or the power regarded as&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; inspiring&lt;/span&gt; a poet, artist, thinker, or the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOy4mENgI/AAAAAAAAAoE/xme3X4OWQeA/s1600-h/meet+Jocelyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303638147274651138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOy4mENgI/AAAAAAAAAoE/xme3X4OWQeA/s400/meet+Jocelyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She came willingly to have her picture taken and brought her own props with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOy_JEjOI/AAAAAAAAAn8/t6oIDfRXRhE/s1600-h/ready+to+shop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303638149032086754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOy_JEjOI/AAAAAAAAAn8/t6oIDfRXRhE/s400/ready+to+shop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is ready at the drop of the hat to go shopping (definitely her mother's child)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOynC1fEI/AAAAAAAAAn0/a0KuEFWQskY/s1600-h/avid+shopper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303638142563482690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOynC1fEI/AAAAAAAAAn0/a0KuEFWQskY/s400/avid+shopper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He dad bought her a new outfit (mom had dad trained to shop too) and she loved it so much she wanted her picture taken in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOl17vQtI/AAAAAAAAAns/CN0TbXGroZQ/s1600-h/always+on+the+go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303637923221947090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOl17vQtI/AAAAAAAAAns/CN0TbXGroZQ/s400/always+on+the+go.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And she is thoughtful and loving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOlxBqdYI/AAAAAAAAAnk/QxX4wcg7AI4/s1600-h/a+real+flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303637921904620930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOlxBqdYI/AAAAAAAAAnk/QxX4wcg7AI4/s400/a+real+flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She has a fun and sparkly personality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOlsBDdLI/AAAAAAAAAnc/bSlCPebtvJ0/s1600-h/angelic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303637920559887538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOlsBDdLI/AAAAAAAAAnc/bSlCPebtvJ0/s400/angelic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She told her mom she had so much fun, but her favorite part was holding the real flower! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOlt16UII/AAAAAAAAAnU/RBs0DFGoiPU/s1600-h/quiet+and+shy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303637921050022018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOlt16UII/AAAAAAAAAnU/RBs0DFGoiPU/s400/quiet+and+shy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOlSbfnzI/AAAAAAAAAnM/9xo7LGLxn3M/s1600-h/Jocelyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303637913691463474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOlSbfnzI/AAAAAAAAAnM/9xo7LGLxn3M/s400/Jocelyn.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;br /&gt;She inspires me! She is darling and fun and a wonderful granddaughter! I love you Joce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-6306243564299856328?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6306243564299856328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=6306243564299856328&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6306243564299856328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6306243564299856328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-muse.html' title='My Muse'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZpOy4mENgI/AAAAAAAAAoE/xme3X4OWQeA/s72-c/meet+Jocelyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1387673845749556935</id><published>2009-02-15T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:25:56.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Jelly Bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZkFWZJAMZI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Nzaiu6Uijlk/s1600-h/green+tomato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303275918469378450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZkFWZJAMZI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Nzaiu6Uijlk/s400/green+tomato.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Green used to be one of my least favorite colors. Not any more... I have learned to really LOVE it! Maybe because it was associated with things like green with envy or when you are sick you turn green. When I was a young mom someone made mention that money was green. I think that was my turning point. Money is such a pretty color. I think after living in the desert for so long I have gained a distaste for the lack of green. I LOVE green grass and green trees.&lt;br /&gt;I do have to admit I don't like every shade of green... take our house for instance... yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Valentines Day has come and gone and I needed to change my background, I found this cute St. Patties day one and it got me thinking about green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in honor of the color green... here are some pictures I have taken that are green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZkFWZUr1NI/AAAAAAAAAm0/u60M6Ua-tmE/s1600-h/green+palm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303275918518375634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZkFWZUr1NI/AAAAAAAAAm0/u60M6Ua-tmE/s400/green+palm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZkFIXWQB2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/Srid817OAis/s1600-h/green+shark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303275677469902690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZkFIXWQB2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/Srid817OAis/s400/green+shark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZkFIBjsYUI/AAAAAAAAAmc/S8tlA4yRETE/s1600-h/green+moss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303275671620706626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZkFIBjsYUI/AAAAAAAAAmc/S8tlA4yRETE/s400/green+moss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZkFILhxK8I/AAAAAAAAAmU/9YRkQ3Rrip8/s1600-h/green+leaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303275674296986562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZkFILhxK8I/AAAAAAAAAmU/9YRkQ3Rrip8/s400/green+leaf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZkFICz-6xI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Kub7K8Mhcyo/s1600-h/green+crock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303275671957465874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZkFICz-6xI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Kub7K8Mhcyo/s400/green+crock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-1387673845749556935?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1387673845749556935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1387673845749556935&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1387673845749556935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1387673845749556935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/green-jelly-bean.html' title='Green Jelly Bean'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZkFWZJAMZI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Nzaiu6Uijlk/s72-c/green+tomato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-4272624254930350756</id><published>2009-02-11T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T22:47:06.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Faces and Parts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPFFtxl8MI/AAAAAAAAAl0/NAqD1H-pOA0/s1600-h/sweetie+pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301797888322826434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPFFtxl8MI/AAAAAAAAAl0/NAqD1H-pOA0/s400/sweetie+pie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little man was WIDE awake today and made the funniest faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPFFRcW0WI/AAAAAAAAAls/YYT9OYzn10c/s1600-h/hmmmmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301797880717562210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPFFRcW0WI/AAAAAAAAAls/YYT9OYzn10c/s400/hmmmmm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he looks like a miniature old man... so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPFFdqBLRI/AAAAAAAAAlk/U1gpERD-qf8/s1600-h/baby+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301797883996089618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPFFdqBLRI/AAAAAAAAAlk/U1gpERD-qf8/s400/baby+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he is all wrinkley...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPE1eIw1PI/AAAAAAAAAlc/HWmlpj6Xp6I/s1600-h/10+toes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301797609247134962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPE1eIw1PI/AAAAAAAAAlc/HWmlpj6Xp6I/s400/10+toes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and has the cutest toes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPE1AEOTaI/AAAAAAAAAlU/rrG0HvkyB6U/s1600-h/fingers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301797601175031202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPE1AEOTaI/AAAAAAAAAlU/rrG0HvkyB6U/s400/fingers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPE1F-8ClI/AAAAAAAAAlM/IVR2I73VZqc/s1600-h/I+hear+ya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301797602763475538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPE1F-8ClI/AAAAAAAAAlM/IVR2I73VZqc/s400/I+hear+ya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPE1Bns0AI/AAAAAAAAAlE/v9aMgHm1Zy8/s1600-h/tummy+button.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301797601592266754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPE1Bns0AI/AAAAAAAAAlE/v9aMgHm1Zy8/s400/tummy+button.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and tummy button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPE03WcENI/AAAAAAAAAk8/y9_5oqJ1UAs/s1600-h/Im+done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301797598835511506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPE03WcENI/AAAAAAAAAk8/y9_5oqJ1UAs/s400/Im+done.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and when he is done... he's done!&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/3994296951212161742-4272624254930350756?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4272624254930350756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=4272624254930350756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/4272624254930350756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/4272624254930350756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/funny-faces-and-parts.html' title='Funny Faces and Parts'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZPFFtxl8MI/AAAAAAAAAl0/NAqD1H-pOA0/s72-c/sweetie+pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-7900257016901937780</id><published>2009-02-10T21:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:33:42.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZJhbjpFlKI/AAAAAAAAAk0/tnk7jsWzEk0/s1600-h/hatchling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301406837420430498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZJhbjpFlKI/AAAAAAAAAk0/tnk7jsWzEk0/s400/hatchling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess since Lindsay never had time to engage in nesting, I did it for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZJhbZS_aiI/AAAAAAAAAks/8RokLLpWxkA/s1600-h/wee+one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301406834643397154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZJhbZS_aiI/AAAAAAAAAks/8RokLLpWxkA/s400/wee+one.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZJhbYNXl3I/AAAAAAAAAkk/sy3tPo3k7KU/s1600-h/babe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301406834351380338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZJhbYNXl3I/AAAAAAAAAkk/sy3tPo3k7KU/s400/babe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I need to get some pictures of the other kids too but there are several pictures we really wanted to get of  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;koop&lt;/span&gt; before he grew out of the curl stage. He has been so sweet but he really hates to be naked and doesn't want put down if he is... not really easy to get the pictures. Hopefully we will get some more tomorrow. Lindsay and I get really worn out trying to get him to sleep and do pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jocelyn has been a sweetie and a great helper when she hears you. I asked her to do something and she just ignored me. I confronted her for not listening and she said her hair was over her ears so she couldn't hear me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Joseph&lt;/span&gt; is having a hard time with the baby thing... he LOVES &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kooper&lt;/span&gt; but doesn't think it is fair that Chase is so little he still uses a high chair and is already a big brother and Joseph will never get to be a big brother. Kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-7900257016901937780?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7900257016901937780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=7900257016901937780&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7900257016901937780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7900257016901937780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/nesting.html' title='Nesting'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SZJhbjpFlKI/AAAAAAAAAk0/tnk7jsWzEk0/s72-c/hatchling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-2362541351298925305</id><published>2009-02-08T00:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:23:42.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tire Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SY6V7wQZWhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Ez7y42wFpwI/s1600-h/kooper+tire+4x6+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300338665260145170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SY6V7wQZWhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Ez7y42wFpwI/s400/kooper+tire+4x6+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If your dad is a tire guy then you automatically become a tire guy, like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kooper&lt;/span&gt; REALLY didn't want his picture taken on the tire. However, just as much as he didn't his mommy did want the picture so in the end they compromised and he got to be swaddled and she got to get the picture.&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/3994296951212161742-2362541351298925305?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2362541351298925305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=2362541351298925305&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/2362541351298925305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/2362541351298925305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/tire-guy.html' title='Tire Guy'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SY6V7wQZWhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Ez7y42wFpwI/s72-c/kooper+tire+4x6+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-6758861494735896107</id><published>2009-02-06T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:07:43.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love this little boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SY0kJQJO98I/AAAAAAAAAjk/dQHuLT4L4F8/s1600-h/IMG_2634e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299932077856061378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SY0kJQJO98I/AAAAAAAAAjk/dQHuLT4L4F8/s400/IMG_2634e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have thought about poses and props for taking this little boy's picture for months! I am so happy to have him here and feel so blessed that he is healthy. I just didn't expect to be so tired when he got here. Not sure why since I didn't get very many pictures of Chase since I was way too tired then... you would think I would remember how much work it is to have a new baby around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun today taking his picture... what a joy he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SY0kJX9EDHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/0j-VlJk4B_A/s1600-h/IMG_2618b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299932079952497778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SY0kJX9EDHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/0j-VlJk4B_A/s400/IMG_2618b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SY0kJeBC0iI/AAAAAAAAAjU/XKf4mZpNeU0/s1600-h/IMG_2630d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299932081579807266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SY0kJeBC0iI/AAAAAAAAAjU/XKf4mZpNeU0/s400/IMG_2630d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SY0kJEIUX0I/AAAAAAAAAjM/vr5mE0YFyI8/s1600-h/IMG_2642f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299932074630995778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SY0kJEIUX0I/AAAAAAAAAjM/vr5mE0YFyI8/s400/IMG_2642f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SY0kJLUixXI/AAAAAAAAAjE/5KhHfmfl6vw/s1600-h/IMG_2661i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299932076561319282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SY0kJLUixXI/AAAAAAAAAjE/5KhHfmfl6vw/s400/IMG_2661i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hardest part of getting his picture is he hates to be naked and he doesn't want to be put down. Other than that... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;... he was great! &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/3994296951212161742-6758861494735896107?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6758861494735896107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=6758861494735896107&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6758861494735896107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6758861494735896107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-this-little-boy.html' title='I Love this little boy'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SY0kJQJO98I/AAAAAAAAAjk/dQHuLT4L4F8/s72-c/IMG_2634e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1589882632170255343</id><published>2009-02-05T08:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T08:15:43.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Boy Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYsPisX7nOI/AAAAAAAAAi8/3hxiDybCrbA/s1600-h/little+boy+blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299346475233025250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYsPisX7nOI/AAAAAAAAAi8/3hxiDybCrbA/s400/little+boy+blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kooper&lt;/span&gt; Benjamin. He was born at 35 1/2 weeks because his mommy had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;preeclampsia&lt;/span&gt; and was not doing very well. They started inducing her Monday afternoon and he was born Tues. night. We were all concerned that he would be healthy but he came out healthy an beautiful! He is a sweet joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-1589882632170255343?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1589882632170255343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1589882632170255343&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1589882632170255343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1589882632170255343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-boy-blue.html' title='Little Boy Blue'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYsPisX7nOI/AAAAAAAAAi8/3hxiDybCrbA/s72-c/little+boy+blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-7803941843436672564</id><published>2009-02-04T19:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:32:30.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2... First Vist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYpdARw628I/AAAAAAAAAi0/reDvI8sqrow/s1600-h/brotherly+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299150170904779714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYpdARw628I/AAAAAAAAAi0/reDvI8sqrow/s400/brotherly+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; I took the kids to meet their baby brother and they fell INSTANTLY in LOVE with him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They couldn't get enough of him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYpdAARetNI/AAAAAAAAAik/_srx83lLO0g/s1600-h/hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299150166209508562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYpdAARetNI/AAAAAAAAAik/_srx83lLO0g/s400/hugs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were lots of HUGS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299150171665331378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYpdAUmP9LI/AAAAAAAAAis/o25K9g1Pzzs/s400/kisses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and KISSES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYpdANSkEOI/AAAAAAAAAic/FZx-bN_cWCw/s1600-h/our+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299150169703715042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYpdANSkEOI/AAAAAAAAAic/FZx-bN_cWCw/s400/our+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had to take turns holding him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYpdANNVUlI/AAAAAAAAAiU/xq3fj4RQv2c/s1600-h/homework.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299150169681777234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYpdANNVUlI/AAAAAAAAAiU/xq3fj4RQv2c/s400/homework.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Joseph and Jocelyn even did their homework while visiting this new bundle of joy. &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/3994296951212161742-7803941843436672564?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7803941843436672564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=7803941843436672564&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7803941843436672564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7803941843436672564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-2-first-vist.html' title='Day 2... First Vist'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYpdARw628I/AAAAAAAAAi0/reDvI8sqrow/s72-c/brotherly+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1829365963207029456</id><published>2009-02-04T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T07:00:57.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kooper Benjamin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYlUTb2pOwI/AAAAAAAAAhs/T73qsdE7jCs/s1600-h/IMG_2282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298859129449298690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYlUTb2pOwI/AAAAAAAAAhs/T73qsdE7jCs/s400/IMG_2282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kooper made his way into the world 10:12 Pm Tues Feb. 3. woooo hoooo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He weighed in at 5lbs 9oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298956639877537890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYms_SgZIGI/AAAAAAAAAiM/XPOxPpmP1ZI/s400/IMG_2307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His head is 13 1/2 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298956638689339042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYms_OFGpqI/AAAAAAAAAiE/nuo8b4zm9F8/s400/IMG_2363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his chest is 11 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298956636626562786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYms_GZTLuI/AAAAAAAAAh8/hjCNTuhiudc/s400/IMG_2366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he is 19 inchs long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298956631572996962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYms-zkb42I/AAAAAAAAAh0/VrZvrGB6H4w/s400/IMG_2367.jpg" border="0" /&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/3994296951212161742-1829365963207029456?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1829365963207029456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1829365963207029456&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1829365963207029456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1829365963207029456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/kooper-benjamin.html' title='Kooper Benjamin'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYlUTb2pOwI/AAAAAAAAAhs/T73qsdE7jCs/s72-c/IMG_2282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-6717052594061249329</id><published>2009-02-01T06:51:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T07:20:21.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYW3HsjyC7I/AAAAAAAAAhc/SaRzYiEyunI/s1600-h/before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297841879519464370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYW3HsjyC7I/AAAAAAAAAhc/SaRzYiEyunI/s400/before.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little sister had winter formal last night and asked me to take pictures... the lighting was really dark by the time the kids got there so that was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt; but the table was set so pretty I couldn't help but to take a few pictures of it. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there was the fun shoes! I love them. Oh to be young again and be able to just have fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297848234025320946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYW85k8CgfI/AAAAAAAAAhk/CNeFq3AkNlI/s400/fancy+feet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-6717052594061249329?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6717052594061249329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=6717052594061249329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6717052594061249329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6717052594061249329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-practice.html' title='More practice'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYW3HsjyC7I/AAAAAAAAAhc/SaRzYiEyunI/s72-c/before.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-6461112853220943399</id><published>2009-01-30T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:28:21.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poor Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYPhGUZbVII/AAAAAAAAAg0/D7REwA2L-6U/s1600-h/IMG_1894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297325085388657794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYPhGUZbVII/AAAAAAAAAg0/D7REwA2L-6U/s400/IMG_1894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lindsay is more miserable than ever. Baby has dropped and now she can't hardly even pick up her feet to walk. She was already miserable but now it is just pure agony. She came over today asking for maternity pictures while she can still move some. She could only stand up for a few pictures at a time. &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/3994296951212161742-6461112853220943399?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6461112853220943399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=6461112853220943399&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6461112853220943399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6461112853220943399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-poor-baby.html' title='My Poor Baby'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SYPhGUZbVII/AAAAAAAAAg0/D7REwA2L-6U/s72-c/IMG_1894.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-7667935237205197845</id><published>2009-01-25T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:09:39.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just ONE... but boy is it cute!</title><content type='html'>This cute little dirty faced imp was wanting to go out by the street so his mommy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kept&lt;/span&gt; him close to her and entertained by just giving him a few drops of water at a time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXwdh6Qn-GI/AAAAAAAAAgc/44B0v_O3iCM/s1600-h/just+a+few+drops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295139730292734050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXwdh6Qn-GI/AAAAAAAAAgc/44B0v_O3iCM/s400/just+a+few+drops.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/3994296951212161742-7667935237205197845?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7667935237205197845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=7667935237205197845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7667935237205197845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7667935237205197845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-one-but-boy-is-it-cute.html' title='Just ONE... but boy is it cute!'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXwdh6Qn-GI/AAAAAAAAAgc/44B0v_O3iCM/s72-c/just+a+few+drops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1201637365829793619</id><published>2009-01-19T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T22:11:25.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXVpobFmwuI/AAAAAAAAAgA/oUX-W2_lRPE/s1600-h/fence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293253080230839010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXVpobFmwuI/AAAAAAAAAgA/oUX-W2_lRPE/s400/fence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been reading all about HOW to use my camera and it all seems more complicated that it probably needs to be. So I took a little time to practice. Nothing great, I just stayed within the walls of my yard... or fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXVpoNmeJhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/w2EPD0U09OE/s1600-h/joey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293253076610590226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXVpoNmeJhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/w2EPD0U09OE/s400/joey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meanwhile Joseph rode his bike and drew on our walkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXVpoBDnd3I/AAAAAAAAAfw/BaPcZ9FKCto/s1600-h/catus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293253073243174770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXVpoBDnd3I/AAAAAAAAAfw/BaPcZ9FKCto/s400/catus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pokey&lt;/span&gt; yard with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pokey&lt;/span&gt; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXVpnibN7FI/AAAAAAAAAfo/3glJKaPC2_0/s1600-h/purple+flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293253065020664914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXVpnibN7FI/AAAAAAAAAfo/3glJKaPC2_0/s400/purple+flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I do have this strange flowering plant that photographs nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXVpnSS9V8I/AAAAAAAAAfg/39kRjjC5xao/s1600-h/pokey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293253060691056578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXVpnSS9V8I/AAAAAAAAAfg/39kRjjC5xao/s400/pokey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cactus&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Practicing has actually been fun. I am going to get a book on exposure this week and it has some fun assignments in it, so you will be seeing much more of my yard in the future. Anyone want to come play and learn more with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-1201637365829793619?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1201637365829793619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1201637365829793619&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1201637365829793619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1201637365829793619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/practice.html' title='Practice'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXVpobFmwuI/AAAAAAAAAgA/oUX-W2_lRPE/s72-c/fence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-6384399671888021199</id><published>2009-01-17T08:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T08:03:59.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Lindsay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXIBNUJeW2I/AAAAAAAAAfI/Fuu9bjb9MOA/s1600-h/IMG_1187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292293840372128610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXIBNUJeW2I/AAAAAAAAAfI/Fuu9bjb9MOA/s400/IMG_1187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok... here is the one you asked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXIBNGMcxPI/AAAAAAAAAfA/804q-cIzYME/s1600-h/IMG_1135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292293836626511090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXIBNGMcxPI/AAAAAAAAAfA/804q-cIzYME/s400/IMG_1135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase's feet crack me up in this one... such a ham!&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/3994296951212161742-6384399671888021199?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6384399671888021199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=6384399671888021199&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6384399671888021199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6384399671888021199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-lindsay.html' title='For Lindsay'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXIBNUJeW2I/AAAAAAAAAfI/Fuu9bjb9MOA/s72-c/IMG_1187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1605364166479497534</id><published>2009-01-16T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:59:13.611-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jocelyn'/><title type='text'>Another Day Another Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXE5q0EHUSI/AAAAAAAAAe4/CkGx2wtyIVo/s1600-h/Jocey+and+Kooper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292074444830232866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXE5q0EHUSI/AAAAAAAAAe4/CkGx2wtyIVo/s400/Jocey+and+Kooper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I need way more practice and the more practice I get the more I can see I need. Today was almost a wash except for a few. I couldn't believe how bad my pictures turned out. I was tired and frustrated. Granted we went out late morning and the light was way too strong.  I guess I will have to go out a lot more often!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXE5qoNyYvI/AAAAAAAAAew/a7mgf4Dtzcs/s1600-h/the+unwelcomed+but+well+tollerated+kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292074441649578738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXE5qoNyYvI/AAAAAAAAAew/a7mgf4Dtzcs/s400/the+unwelcomed+but+well+tollerated+kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was  a very UNWANTED but very well TOLERATED kiss. Jocelyn LOVES to kiss Joseph but he very much dislikes being kissed by her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXE5qn9vQ7I/AAAAAAAAAeo/lPS3CiXVZ8Q/s1600-h/Beautiful+Daughter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292074441582265266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXE5qn9vQ7I/AAAAAAAAAeo/lPS3CiXVZ8Q/s400/Beautiful+Daughter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have a very BEAUTIFUL daughter. She glows when she isn't completely miserable in this pregnancy... Lindsay, I love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXE5qW_DnOI/AAAAAAAAAeg/75pQEEfrJT0/s1600-h/Awe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292074437024390370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXE5qW_DnOI/AAAAAAAAAeg/75pQEEfrJT0/s400/Awe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took pictures outside the Mesa Temple today and then Lindsay suggested that we go into the visitor center... great idea... love this shot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-1605364166479497534?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1605364166479497534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1605364166479497534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1605364166479497534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1605364166479497534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-day-another-photo.html' title='Another Day Another Photo'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SXE5q0EHUSI/AAAAAAAAAe4/CkGx2wtyIVo/s72-c/Jocey+and+Kooper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-3749720767801181113</id><published>2009-01-14T09:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:24:24.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What NOT To Do</title><content type='html'>While heating milk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SW4fB-9GtQI/AAAAAAAAAeY/LChZBv6EwEQ/s1600-h/IMG_1040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291200731146532098" style="FLOAT: center; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SW4fB-9GtQI/AAAAAAAAAeY/LChZBv6EwEQ/s320/IMG_1040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLOGGING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-3749720767801181113?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3749720767801181113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=3749720767801181113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/3749720767801181113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/3749720767801181113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-not-to-do.html' title='What NOT To Do'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SW4fB-9GtQI/AAAAAAAAAeY/LChZBv6EwEQ/s72-c/IMG_1040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1751063673968190388</id><published>2009-01-13T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T07:09:51.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am a Big Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWyuSKNPO5I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/aV1qggnQZ6g/s1600-h/BLD057495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290795289254247314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWyuSKNPO5I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/aV1qggnQZ6g/s320/BLD057495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should have been a man for as whiny as I feel about being sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brent called home yesterday to see how I was feeling and he offered to write down everything I was complaining about... no thanks... just give sympathy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to feel better so I can take pictures and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt; and have fun again. I would even settle for sleep. I went to bed around 1:30 am which is okay but I woke up and thought it was the middle of the night, so I would be able to go back to sleep after an hour or so but NO... it was 6:30 am and there is no way I will get back to sleep before my little toad wakes up... hence I need to be up and happy... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can almost handle everything else I am feeling but every time I swallow my right ear and throat kill me... well not KILL me but they really hurt and I am being a man about all of this, remember. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-1751063673968190388?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1751063673968190388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1751063673968190388&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1751063673968190388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1751063673968190388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-big-baby.html' title='I Am a Big Baby'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWyuSKNPO5I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/aV1qggnQZ6g/s72-c/BLD057495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-2160743122840599733</id><published>2009-01-11T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:54:16.735-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair cuts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jocelyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tate'/><title type='text'>Just Before...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWqh4bo64kI/AAAAAAAAAeI/YY5pPgeo1o0/s1600-h/IMG_1033bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290218703164203586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWqh4bo64kI/AAAAAAAAAeI/YY5pPgeo1o0/s400/IMG_1033bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to die... or wished I could. Brendl cut Lindsay's kids hair... they look so cute! So I took their pictures right before we left to take the kids to school and do a little shopping for baby showers Lindsay and I had. While we were gone I got what ever is going around and it hit me like a Mac truck!! or two of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWqh4DCO1PI/AAAAAAAAAeA/kz2pT9Jof94/s1600-h/IMG_1014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290218696559482098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWqh4DCO1PI/AAAAAAAAAeA/kz2pT9Jof94/s400/IMG_1014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWqh39YDKNI/AAAAAAAAAd4/SnNQ3g7rRk8/s1600-h/IMG_1016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290218695040379090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWqh39YDKNI/AAAAAAAAAd4/SnNQ3g7rRk8/s400/IMG_1016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWqh33F4ZXI/AAAAAAAAAdw/jwtxUaQX5u4/s1600-h/IMG_1037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290218693353563506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWqh33F4ZXI/AAAAAAAAAdw/jwtxUaQX5u4/s400/IMG_1037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still haven't had a chance to play with my new light... other than what I have posted. I want to play!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-2160743122840599733?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2160743122840599733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=2160743122840599733&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/2160743122840599733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/2160743122840599733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-before.html' title='Just Before...'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWqh4bo64kI/AAAAAAAAAeI/YY5pPgeo1o0/s72-c/IMG_1033bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-7511314334218574227</id><published>2009-01-08T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:14:27.156-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joseph'/><title type='text'>My Brain Hurts</title><content type='html'>I love my new camera and today I got a new light, so now I have 2 lights and can take pictures even at night and in dark places, like the church.... yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera is still a mystery to me and my new light is way beyond what I know how to do. I will need lots of victims to practice on so I can learn how to use the two of them together really well and be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;consistent&lt;/span&gt;. I took 60 pictures tonight and this was my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; having two lights make the glasses glare problem twice as bad, not that was my real problem. I am sure with practice this will become natural and I will figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got a new background paper... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;... LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWbNkuLap5I/AAAAAAAAAdo/3KTPjFpXuw4/s1600-h/IMG_0936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289140843148126098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWbNkuLap5I/AAAAAAAAAdo/3KTPjFpXuw4/s400/IMG_0936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also really love this one in Black and White! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hooo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWbNklH2ImI/AAAAAAAAAdg/GShLkz1daoU/s1600-h/IMG_0936+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289140840717230690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWbNklH2ImI/AAAAAAAAAdg/GShLkz1daoU/s400/IMG_0936+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I actually don't mind too much my brain hurting... hopefully it is growing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-7511314334218574227?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7511314334218574227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=7511314334218574227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7511314334218574227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7511314334218574227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-brain-hurts.html' title='My Brain Hurts'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWbNkuLap5I/AAAAAAAAAdo/3KTPjFpXuw4/s72-c/IMG_0936.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-9185503204714553226</id><published>2009-01-03T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:59:09.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Had a Play Date</title><content type='html'>With my camera!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the morning proofing Josh's family pictures and Joseph asked to go outside to ride his bike... so my camera and I went out to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph was irritated with me because I had to get a picture of the horn he had on his old bike that he put on his new bike by himself, before he got to ride it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA95B2IxnI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/qQY_xWrh0V4/s1600-h/IMG_0788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287294012490303090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA95B2IxnI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/qQY_xWrh0V4/s400/IMG_0788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one is for Lindsay... a perfect world for her would be full of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;polka&lt;/span&gt; dots. It is actually a very close up of a Discount Tire chair I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA94zqtp-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/cuUz4tAnzas/s1600-h/IMG_0789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287294008684292066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA94zqtp-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/cuUz4tAnzas/s400/IMG_0789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been any good at taking pictures of plants and flowers... I love to take pictures of them but I usually take about fifty pictures and if I am lucky one is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;useable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA94litazI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ki_XbO4BB28/s1600-h/IMG_0792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287294004892625714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA94litazI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ki_XbO4BB28/s400/IMG_0792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So off I went taking picture of any random plant I could find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA94X5wsoI/AAAAAAAAAc4/vS9eFQcLCtk/s1600-h/IMG_0798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287294001231213186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA94X5wsoI/AAAAAAAAAc4/vS9eFQcLCtk/s400/IMG_0798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As always I am amazed at my camera... this is a very tiny crop from a whole bunch of leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9sTty0mI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lmHzQZDB-R0/s1600-h/IMG_0793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287293793948848738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9sTty0mI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lmHzQZDB-R0/s400/IMG_0793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;similar&lt;/span&gt; to this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9r__GsBI/AAAAAAAAAco/dwMoUgU5SSM/s1600-h/IMG_0797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287293788652744722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9r__GsBI/AAAAAAAAAco/dwMoUgU5SSM/s400/IMG_0797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was part of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cactus&lt;/span&gt;. I am thinking about color more and wanting to use it to express myself... not that this one means anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9rcLCRpI/AAAAAAAAAcY/WyubpOMYV1E/s1600-h/IMG_0808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287293779039110802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9rcLCRpI/AAAAAAAAAcY/WyubpOMYV1E/s400/IMG_0808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was just hanging around taking pictures I was sitting on my neighbors porch and decided to practice on her silk flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9q6M9S8I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/iJSJMUzNiTs/s1600-h/IMG_0812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287293769920367554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9q6M9S8I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/iJSJMUzNiTs/s400/IMG_0812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lindsay loves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;daises&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9eEpZzrI/AAAAAAAAAcI/2Y77ZTMzopw/s1600-h/IMG_0815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287293549385731762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9eEpZzrI/AAAAAAAAAcI/2Y77ZTMzopw/s400/IMG_0815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was playing with my new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bff&lt;/span&gt; camera, Joseph was playing hide n go seek with his friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9dzTVRdI/AAAAAAAAAcA/_5B4scnht_A/s1600-h/IMG_0821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287293544729757138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9dzTVRdI/AAAAAAAAAcA/_5B4scnht_A/s400/IMG_0821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When the kids came over to my house one of the friends asked when I was going to take down my Christmas lights or if I was just going to keep them up forever. So camera in hand, I thought that's a cool shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9dVNaJaI/AAAAAAAAAb4/VEQ6RNHKuNA/s1600-h/IMG_0837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287293536651847074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9dVNaJaI/AAAAAAAAAb4/VEQ6RNHKuNA/s400/IMG_0837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287294955073834114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA-v5PkDII/AAAAAAAAAdY/lVtjkGi0dZo/s400/IMG_0840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;or three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9cmKLS8I/AAAAAAAAAbo/kogcDv_3c-w/s1600-h/IMG_0842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287293524021824450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9cmKLS8I/AAAAAAAAAbo/kogcDv_3c-w/s400/IMG_0842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the box sitting next to my chair... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9MHm-8vI/AAAAAAAAAbg/fnT20oQiRcw/s1600-h/IMG_0857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287293240943244018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9MHm-8vI/AAAAAAAAAbg/fnT20oQiRcw/s400/IMG_0857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph was busy playing but did stop from time to time for me to take a picture or two or twenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9L9qFneI/AAAAAAAAAbY/KmM_ccNtjAY/s1600-h/IMG_0878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287293238271909346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9L9qFneI/AAAAAAAAAbY/KmM_ccNtjAY/s400/IMG_0878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;aggravated&lt;/span&gt; I kept telling him to hold still... then when he saw the picture he smiled because he thought it was really cool I only took his nose and lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9LcEgamI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/aQe969lk9rA/s1600-h/IMG_0908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287293229255912034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9LcEgamI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/aQe969lk9rA/s400/IMG_0908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only are the lights still up but so are the other out door decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9K0zSiZI/AAAAAAAAAbI/dgpsLssSYCk/s1600-h/IMG_0921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287293218714716562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9K0zSiZI/AAAAAAAAAbI/dgpsLssSYCk/s400/IMG_0921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Santa stood really still too so I could get a shot of him also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9KthCe3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/3emABm9nDzM/s1600-h/IMG_0922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287293216759118706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA9KthCe3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/3emABm9nDzM/s400/IMG_0922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the picture overload... I had a lot of fun! And I have probably 50 more I didn't put on here... aren't you glad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-9185503204714553226?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9185503204714553226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=9185503204714553226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/9185503204714553226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/9185503204714553226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-had-play-date.html' title='I Had a Play Date'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SWA95B2IxnI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/qQY_xWrh0V4/s72-c/IMG_0788.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-8347514339021221707</id><published>2009-01-03T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T15:34:41.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh's Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>I took Josh's family's pictures on New Years Day. Ashly wanted to have pictures of them with Josh in his uniform. I am glad we did. My only regret was that I used my 24-70 lens instead of a prime lens... darn. The images across the board are a little soft. I don't know if there is something wrong with the lens or if it just doesn't like shooting outside. It is always tack sharp in studio light pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all and all I am happy with the pictures... couldn't pick a favorite if I tried but this one would be in the top 5. I love the emotion in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; faces! He is so happy and peaceful just holding her and she is obviously not wanting the moment to end but knows he is leaving very early the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV_zuUXdj7I/AAAAAAAAAa4/Uba-iQJBaD0/s1600-h/IMG_0601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287212464622899122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV_zuUXdj7I/AAAAAAAAAa4/Uba-iQJBaD0/s400/IMG_0601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; much fun! I love that Bryce's hair was combed back for this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV_zttXFKtI/AAAAAAAAAaw/7g1ZU8dVQO4/s1600-h/IMG_0570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287212454152317650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV_zttXFKtI/AAAAAAAAAaw/7g1ZU8dVQO4/s400/IMG_0570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Abby looking up at her daddy as she often does just melts this grandma's heart away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV_ztYvigBI/AAAAAAAAAao/7MwqKdKF_EQ/s1600-h/IMG_0550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287212448617758738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV_ztYvigBI/AAAAAAAAAao/7MwqKdKF_EQ/s400/IMG_0550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryce was super cooperative and I got some good shots of him... loving this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV_zsdemEjI/AAAAAAAAAag/_FzKj66VwBM/s1600-h/IMG_0456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287212432708997682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV_zsdemEjI/AAAAAAAAAag/_FzKj66VwBM/s400/IMG_0456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not done editing family shots and this wasn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; best one but it is the one I randomly grabbed... sorry Ashly, I will finish the rest in the next couple of days. I am 3/4 of the way done editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV_zsTquUzI/AAAAAAAAAaY/bbnNwfIgB1s/s1600-h/IMG_0700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287212430075515698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV_zsTquUzI/AAAAAAAAAaY/bbnNwfIgB1s/s400/IMG_0700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have several others posted on my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/debetoo/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; site.&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/3994296951212161742-8347514339021221707?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8347514339021221707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=8347514339021221707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8347514339021221707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8347514339021221707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/joshs-family-pictures.html' title='Josh&apos;s Family Pictures'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV_zuUXdj7I/AAAAAAAAAa4/Uba-iQJBaD0/s72-c/IMG_0601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-526079380295272607</id><published>2009-01-02T17:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:51:38.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><title type='text'>I Am Feeling Sad</title><content type='html'>Josh has gone back to Florida. I am hoping his training starts up soon so he can move on and his family can live with him again!&lt;br /&gt;Josh... I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV7ETP13SsI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/scXGF0PDjSc/s1600-h/IMG_0774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286878847528553154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV7ETP13SsI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/scXGF0PDjSc/s400/IMG_0774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV7ES6vcqOI/AAAAAAAAAaI/S_iYIZ1OfbM/s1600-h/IMG_0783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286878841864497378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV7ES6vcqOI/AAAAAAAAAaI/S_iYIZ1OfbM/s400/IMG_0783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3994296951212161742-526079380295272607?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/526079380295272607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=526079380295272607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/526079380295272607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/526079380295272607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-feeling-sad.html' title='I Am Feeling Sad'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SV7ETP13SsI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/scXGF0PDjSc/s72-c/IMG_0774.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-3515410530632999380</id><published>2008-12-31T23:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:48:41.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-3515410530632999380?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3515410530632999380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=3515410530632999380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/3515410530632999380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/3515410530632999380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-5543024589489855926</id><published>2008-12-30T02:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T02:59:17.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have I Mentioned That I Love My New Camera?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn-5Jw73OI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9wE7dSGf-c0/s1600-h/IMG_0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285535895523155170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn-5Jw73OI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9wE7dSGf-c0/s400/IMG_0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do! I really love my new camera! It is awesome! I don't even know how to use it yet. It will probably take me years to learn everything about it and HOW to really use all those settings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just posting my test pictures because I have to share them somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 1 1/2 year old grand son was checking out our ginger bread house that Joey and I had made and it must have smelled good because he ate the tops off some of the trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn845dlAeI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LnrXuaBBWFw/s1600-h/IMG_0332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285533692123742690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn845dlAeI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LnrXuaBBWFw/s400/IMG_0332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn84jnDqdI/AAAAAAAAAZw/GdV3GKp9gDI/s1600-h/IMG_0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285533686257920466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn84jnDqdI/AAAAAAAAAZw/GdV3GKp9gDI/s400/IMG_0330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see my glasses are really dirty but I couldn't see that without them...&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/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn84XEIKII/AAAAAAAAAZo/zIO8kcHb_GA/s1600-h/IMG_0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285533682890188930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn84XEIKII/AAAAAAAAAZo/zIO8kcHb_GA/s400/IMG_0343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt She-she did Abby's hair while her daddy fixed my car and her mommy cut down my weed trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn8oQ1bzmI/AAAAAAAAAZg/_3gReWaRWLM/s1600-h/IMG_0364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285533406340042338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn8oQ1bzmI/AAAAAAAAAZg/_3gReWaRWLM/s400/IMG_0364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph has lost his first tooth! Yea! and we have no idea what Tate was getting into behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn8oZrqbwI/AAAAAAAAAZY/UuVsQm9OD0o/s1600-h/IMG_0391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285533408714977026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn8oZrqbwI/AAAAAAAAAZY/UuVsQm9OD0o/s400/IMG_0391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jocelyn is serious about getting her picture taken. She has been a very cooperative model while I practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn8oHl8IGI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zICrFLN_Y8U/s1600-h/IMG_0397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285533403859132514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn8oHl8IGI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zICrFLN_Y8U/s400/IMG_0397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chase has been sick since Christmas and just wanted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mamaw&lt;/span&gt; to hold him... does she, yep, but not until after she takes his picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn8oHOczWI/AAAAAAAAAZI/7qUNJeIZk4k/s1600-h/IMG_0424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285533403760610658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn8oHOczWI/AAAAAAAAAZI/7qUNJeIZk4k/s400/IMG_0424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tate didn't want his picture taken but did want to show me Bryce's new toy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn8oP9UqwI/AAAAAAAAAZA/iAJMS6CX4wc/s1600-h/IMG_0439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285533406104693506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn8oP9UqwI/AAAAAAAAAZA/iAJMS6CX4wc/s400/IMG_0439.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-5543024589489855926?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5543024589489855926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=5543024589489855926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/5543024589489855926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/5543024589489855926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-i-mentioned-that-i-love-my-new.html' title='Have I Mentioned That I Love My New Camera?'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVn-5Jw73OI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9wE7dSGf-c0/s72-c/IMG_0405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-379935184266982657</id><published>2008-12-26T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T07:45:04.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>A Very Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>I love Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;I love the anticipation, the fun secrets, the shopping (some of it anyway), the joy, the good will toward others, the story's of hope and love and service, the tree and decorations, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;presents&lt;/span&gt;, the excitement, the stories of Jesus' birth, the love.&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284339227172285250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-h4xEK0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/QD6y8Z4ZgS4/s400/IMG_0252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa brought Joseph a new bike. He was super excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-9hQgN1I/AAAAAAAAAY4/0TsBmQrfFCA/s1600-h/IMG_0259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284339701898032978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-9hQgN1I/AAAAAAAAAY4/0TsBmQrfFCA/s400/IMG_0259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-9lQYALI/AAAAAAAAAYw/O7SYEulyPoU/s1600-h/IMG_0261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284339702971236530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-9lQYALI/AAAAAAAAAYw/O7SYEulyPoU/s400/IMG_0261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-9WdnBLI/AAAAAAAAAYo/RAQwBKJ_co8/s1600-h/IMG_0263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284339699000214706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-9WdnBLI/AAAAAAAAAYo/RAQwBKJ_co8/s400/IMG_0263.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/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-9bXq13I/AAAAAAAAAYg/5Tx9HETF-uQ/s1600-h/IMG_0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284339700317476722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-9bXq13I/AAAAAAAAAYg/5Tx9HETF-uQ/s400/IMG_0265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He took off riding right away! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Joe, no riding in the living room. You will just have to wait until it stops raining to ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-9IP19NI/AAAAAAAAAYY/U4ltlmhOZs0/s1600-h/IMG_0268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284339695184377042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-9IP19NI/AAAAAAAAAYY/U4ltlmhOZs0/s400/IMG_0268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well around 5pm it finally stopped raining and off he went. He didn't even seem to notice he had his helmet on backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-irk1NEI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Zxl_QH9kUVY/s1600-h/IMG_0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284339240811181122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-irk1NEI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Zxl_QH9kUVY/s400/IMG_0275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Only in Arizona in the dead of winter on a rainy day does one venture out to ride a bike with flip flops on. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-iWUao3I/AAAAAAAAAYI/7qQWyRFBGBs/s1600-h/IMG_0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284339235105186674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-iWUao3I/AAAAAAAAAYI/7qQWyRFBGBs/s400/IMG_0276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful early evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-iE2AQPI/AAAAAAAAAYA/VGqsQSqNAV8/s1600-h/IMG_0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284339230414225650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-iE2AQPI/AAAAAAAAAYA/VGqsQSqNAV8/s400/IMG_0283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-iP1PHrI/AAAAAAAAAX4/QdyAkwu3u7U/s1600-h/IMG_0291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284339233363795634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-iP1PHrI/AAAAAAAAAX4/QdyAkwu3u7U/s400/IMG_0291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; is wonderful! And children make it the best ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-379935184266982657?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/379935184266982657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=379935184266982657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/379935184266982657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/379935184266982657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/very-merry-christmas.html' title='A Very Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVW-h4xEK0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/QD6y8Z4ZgS4/s72-c/IMG_0252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-2743230025478923268</id><published>2008-12-26T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:22:54.788-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas eve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting ready'/><title type='text'>The Getting Ready for Christmas</title><content type='html'>So in the blog world I am behind. So sorry, but that fits well with my life at the moment. I am not happy about it but am working to improve.&lt;br /&gt;I loved Christmas Eve and other things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-Christmas and wanted them to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan (my dd, Lindsay's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dh&lt;/span&gt;) likes to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cinnamon&lt;/span&gt; rolls into his guys Christmas Eve morning and since Lindsay wasn't up to making them I went over to their house and got them started for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV_BDiuurI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yNUO3Fvtybk/s1600-h/IMG_0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284269393896716978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV_BDiuurI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yNUO3Fvtybk/s400/IMG_0098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chase was in his high chair eating donuts and staying out of my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV_A6RVcjI/AAAAAAAAAXg/u-4z_FxcPOk/s1600-h/IMG_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284269391407837746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV_A6RVcjI/AAAAAAAAAXg/u-4z_FxcPOk/s400/IMG_0083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tate was just milling around watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV_AlPT8bI/AAAAAAAAAXY/bcos7jMgJws/s1600-h/IMG_0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284269385762206130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV_AlPT8bI/AAAAAAAAAXY/bcos7jMgJws/s400/IMG_0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve night we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;traditionally&lt;/span&gt; have a dinner and program at my house. This year with Lindsay down and out I felt overwhelmed and canceled, but only until my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nieces&lt;/span&gt; got word of me not being up to it. Cheryl and the girls made dinner for us all (very sweet of them) it was a wonderfully delicious meal! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby came over a little early and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mamaw&lt;/span&gt; got to enjoy her before the party got started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-zJfxl8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/AaSxMO_OZu0/s1600-h/IMG_0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284269154976765890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-zJfxl8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/AaSxMO_OZu0/s400/IMG_0129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryce &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; sure why I was taking pictures, but stopped what he was doing long enough for me to snap a picture of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-zNHO2SI/AAAAAAAAAXI/weO024CXTfg/s1600-h/IMG_0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284269155947567394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-zNHO2SI/AAAAAAAAAXI/weO024CXTfg/s400/IMG_0141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby was ready to go home and go to bed even before the program started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-y6okqFI/AAAAAAAAAXA/rby-_PaAovw/s1600-h/IMG_0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284269150987135058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-y6okqFI/AAAAAAAAAXA/rby-_PaAovw/s400/IMG_0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Randy entertained the little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-ysIf0hI/AAAAAAAAAW4/jgPOzXrZs2E/s1600-h/IMG_0191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284269147094503954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-ysIf0hI/AAAAAAAAAW4/jgPOzXrZs2E/s400/IMG_0191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chase &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to hide under my rug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-yU1_cLI/AAAAAAAAAWw/BxyDrNaEfyc/s1600-h/IMG_0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284269140842868914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-yU1_cLI/AAAAAAAAAWw/BxyDrNaEfyc/s400/IMG_0211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have a lot of diversity in our family... we all like different kinds of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-bgYIcvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/dpuwmsXhGCU/s1600-h/IMG_0250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284268748801864434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-bgYIcvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/dpuwmsXhGCU/s400/IMG_0250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tate and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jocey&lt;/span&gt; posed while Erin played her song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-bN-uyyI/AAAAAAAAAWg/dzntCV6puzU/s1600-h/IMG_0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284268743863487266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-bN-uyyI/AAAAAAAAAWg/dzntCV6puzU/s400/IMG_0170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kristen sitting back and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;enjoying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-bD-dgzI/AAAAAAAAAWY/TdF4trm64Ic/s1600-h/IMG_0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284268741178000178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-bD-dgzI/AAAAAAAAAWY/TdF4trm64Ic/s400/IMG_0216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jocelyn is all about the cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-bJcGEfI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/5H2a3em7EWI/s1600-h/IMG_0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284268742644470258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-bJcGEfI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/5H2a3em7EWI/s400/IMG_0214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Courtney was teaching Joseph the fine art of technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-a1nM5wI/AAAAAAAAAWI/EEj6fIhigsc/s1600-h/IMG_0247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284268737322346242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-a1nM5wI/AAAAAAAAAWI/EEj6fIhigsc/s400/IMG_0247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the girls kept &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jocey&lt;/span&gt; silent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-I7s5i6I/AAAAAAAAAWA/rwwGpkvJSsU/s1600-h/IMG_0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284268429719210914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-I7s5i6I/AAAAAAAAAWA/rwwGpkvJSsU/s400/IMG_0243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase didn't want his picture taken... didn't let that stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-Ikrg0yI/AAAAAAAAAV4/YviZ9D4hVII/s1600-h/IMG_0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284268423539381026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-Ikrg0yI/AAAAAAAAAV4/YviZ9D4hVII/s400/IMG_0237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Cheryl read a really nice story and helped Chase follow along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-Ib2i1SI/AAAAAAAAAVw/hqZ6hmQ2y78/s1600-h/IMG_0229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284268421169730850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-Ib2i1SI/AAAAAAAAAVw/hqZ6hmQ2y78/s400/IMG_0229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all love Cheryl's story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-IBuhJwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/0vHn2rC-Dwo/s1600-h/IMG_0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284268414156744450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-IBuhJwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/0vHn2rC-Dwo/s400/IMG_0233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the evening was full of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; music!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-HsU7ZZI/AAAAAAAAAVg/VgJjqgUzLYA/s1600-h/IMG_0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284268408412267922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV-HsU7ZZI/AAAAAAAAAVg/VgJjqgUzLYA/s400/IMG_0190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so grateful for my family and loved spending the evening with each one of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-2743230025478923268?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2743230025478923268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=2743230025478923268&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/2743230025478923268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/2743230025478923268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/getting-ready-for-christmas.html' title='The Getting Ready for Christmas'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVV_BDiuurI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yNUO3Fvtybk/s72-c/IMG_0098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-8060598225102005142</id><published>2008-12-23T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T07:14:19.434-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jocelyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas tree'/><title type='text'>My New Camera Is Here!</title><content type='html'>I got my new camera around 9:30 yesterday morning. I was and am soooooo excited! I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;this new camera! The first thing I had to do was of course charge the battery but that was OK I had to leave to go visiting teaching soon anyway. Then when I got home the battery wasn't done charging and Lindsay and I had a ton of errands to run so we left. The entire day I was wanting to be home to play with my new baby but the urgency of being ready for Christmas took precedence. We didn't get back home until after 5pm and by then it was raining and dark. Oh well it only gave me a reason to really put all the good things I heard about my camera to the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new camera doesn't come with a built in flash and I didn't grab mine I just kept lowering or raising the ISO. So ALL these pictures were taken in natural light with no flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD72l1gbuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/vNss3tTXOGM/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282999278193635042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD72l1gbuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/vNss3tTXOGM/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My very first picture... hmm...  not so good. the lights from the tree fooled the in camera exposure to think it was bright enough... thank goodness I can still take a thousand more pictures : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7vlkOfmI/AAAAAAAAAVM/FEMt9LAfcV0/s1600-h/IMG_0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282999157862071906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7vlkOfmI/AAAAAAAAAVM/FEMt9LAfcV0/s400/IMG_0044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am selling my old camera to my sweet daughter Lindsay. She was playing with it for the first time while I played with mine... see what I started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7voGAoSI/AAAAAAAAAVE/niL08f9LxFE/s1600-h/IMG_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282999158540640546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7voGAoSI/AAAAAAAAAVE/niL08f9LxFE/s400/IMG_0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase is such a doll. I will have to blog about his saying no when ever Mamaw says please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7vR6o_cI/AAAAAAAAAU8/dbFTu3QvRZQ/s1600-h/IMG_0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282999152587374018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7vR6o_cI/AAAAAAAAAU8/dbFTu3QvRZQ/s400/IMG_0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to capture Joseph is when he is doing something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7vaW73JI/AAAAAAAAAU0/u7QusJNzWuk/s1600-h/IMG_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282999154853534866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7vaW73JI/AAAAAAAAAU0/u7QusJNzWuk/s400/IMG_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he is always happy to let me take pictures of his work... he thinks his candy cane is the best drawing on the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7uzezDBI/AAAAAAAAAUs/4pVcZ83uZp8/s1600-h/IMG_0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282999144417528850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7uzezDBI/AAAAAAAAAUs/4pVcZ83uZp8/s400/IMG_0050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; I love my new camera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7WkTRrnI/AAAAAAAAAUk/CiKtCVPk4G8/s1600-h/IMG_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282998728025812594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7WkTRrnI/AAAAAAAAAUk/CiKtCVPk4G8/s400/IMG_0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just playing around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7WV4tPII/AAAAAAAAAUc/0t0WrWCHUVQ/s1600-h/IMG_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282998724156275842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7WV4tPII/AAAAAAAAAUc/0t0WrWCHUVQ/s400/IMG_0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn BEGGED to get her picture taken... I messed one up and said, look we can try 342 more times to be able to get it right... she said that was a lot of times... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7WER8eHI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Soc13MCRpZo/s1600-h/IMG_0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282998719430293618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7WER8eHI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Soc13MCRpZo/s400/IMG_0038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph suddenly became interested in having his picture taken after seeing Jocey having so much fun. KIDS!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7V5N7CCI/AAAAAAAAAUM/6dw5Iy_agQ4/s1600-h/IMG_0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282998716460632098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7V5N7CCI/AAAAAAAAAUM/6dw5Iy_agQ4/s400/IMG_0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my very favorite picture from this first photo session... or play time. This is straight out of the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7Vi5CHiI/AAAAAAAAAUE/tcwhw5hnxZM/s1600-h/IMG_0035b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282998710467436066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD7Vi5CHiI/AAAAAAAAAUE/tcwhw5hnxZM/s400/IMG_0035b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and here it is after I played with it in photoshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; my camera. It is so awesome. I don't even know how to use it yet and am in awe of how fantastic it is. I know I won't even be able to scratch the surface of what it can do for months... it is really smart too. It knows what lens I have on it even... how cool is that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3994296951212161742-8060598225102005142?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8060598225102005142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=8060598225102005142&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8060598225102005142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8060598225102005142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-new-camera-is-here.html' title='My New Camera Is Here!'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SVD72l1gbuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/vNss3tTXOGM/s72-c/IMG_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-3068449761260889310</id><published>2008-12-21T06:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T07:17:08.752-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homecoming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bryce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abby'/><title type='text'>I'll Be Home For Christmas</title><content type='html'>We are all so happy that Josh came home for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a mother I am thrilled to be able to see one of my children again after him being gone for 5 months. I think that the excitement I felt for myself, as huge as it was, paled greatly compared to the excitement that I felt for his sweet wife and darling children to be able to hold their husband and daddy again after so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Josh! He is an awesome person. As an adult he is one of my favorite people in the whole world. He is fun to be around, he is a kind loving person that just brings a smile to my face to even think about him! He is a fantastic son and is one of the most grateful people I have ever met. He never forgets to thank others for even the smallest tokens of kindness towards himself or his family. I am so happy to have him home for the Christmas Season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh surprised his wife by coming home earlier than he told her he was going to. She was quite upset when he said he couldn't come home until Dec. 23. She had hoped to have him here to do all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;preparation&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; for their kids. With him coming home so close to Christmas she had all but given up hope for much help from him. I think she had every moment of his stay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt; planned out to the last second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't have much money and wanted to do something wonderful for her so he came home the very earliest he possibly could. He even spent the night at an airport in Mobile Alabama to be able to get the first flight out the morning he came home. We were all "in on it" and avoided her like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;plague&lt;/span&gt; trying to keep his secret. I went and picked Bryce up telling his mommy that we were doing like Josh asked and taking him shopping to get something for her from him for Christmas. After picking Josh up from the airport I called Ashly and told her we were done shopping and could she come get Bryce. She was like, "yes but that didn't take very long"... nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SU5VsWwgT3I/AAAAAAAAATE/cKTltgc4kLw/s1600-h/IMG_2475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282253633463799666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SU5VsWwgT3I/AAAAAAAAATE/cKTltgc4kLw/s400/IMG_2475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh was hiding under my Christmas tree!&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SU5VsBnTEhI/AAAAAAAAAS8/pCQfQtJR7tk/s1600-h/IMG_2473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282253627788038674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SU5VsBnTEhI/AAAAAAAAAS8/pCQfQtJR7tk/s400/IMG_2473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The rest of the kids were hiding around the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SU5Vr1yRx7I/AAAAAAAAAS0/n4sHXlhT5Tg/s1600-h/IMG_2474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282253624612865970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SU5Vr1yRx7I/AAAAAAAAAS0/n4sHXlhT5Tg/s400/IMG_2474.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SU5Vryql7FI/AAAAAAAAASs/mUGuDK41sHw/s1600-h/IMG_2484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282253623775325266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SU5Vryql7FI/AAAAAAAAASs/mUGuDK41sHw/s400/IMG_2484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashly came in talking to Josh's step mom (who Knew what was going on and even that he was already at my house) and she was completely oblivious that anything was going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282254101940503522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SU5WHn-Dg-I/AAAAAAAAATM/RnBjzeq-3Qk/s400/IMG_2482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryce said, look mommy daddy has your flowers but I don't think she heard him. She said she saw something moving out of the corner of her eye (Josh was moving her flowers) so she looked to see what it was... She sounded like she was instantly at a loss for words and crying and said I have to go, hung up the phone... threw the phone at Josh and walked out of the room trying to regain her composure. About 5 minutes later she came back in, still crying and in Josh's arms. I think as happy as she was it was a bit much to take in all at once. She has been beaming ever since!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282254106252105266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SU5WH4CBVjI/AAAAAAAAATU/Dzfmk2eiXqY/s400/IMG_2493.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;The kids took to their normal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;routine&lt;/span&gt; as if he had never been gone and stayed by his side wanting daddy and uncle Josh's attention&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282254109757454146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SU5WIFFwt0I/AAAAAAAAATc/wU3xeLJNdJQ/s400/IMG_2489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryce was trying to be like his dad and tried on his hat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282254115377664578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SU5WIaBuUkI/AAAAAAAAATk/Vusc5x0dD1k/s400/IMG_2498.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Abby wasn't sure about all of this at first, She probably thought she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dreaming&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282254123461589698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SU5WI4JFOsI/AAAAAAAAATs/UTShL8U3naY/s400/Abby1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; she kept looking at her dad it was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282255466399545010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SU5XXC-cNrI/AAAAAAAAAT0/-OhKeKkiaeg/s400/IMG_2501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; happy to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Joshie&lt;/span&gt; home and love him with all our hearts with love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3994296951212161742-3068449761260889310?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3068449761260889310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=3068449761260889310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/3068449761260889310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/3068449761260889310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/ill-be-home-for-christmas.html' title='I&apos;ll Be Home For Christmas'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SU5VsWwgT3I/AAAAAAAAATE/cKTltgc4kLw/s72-c/IMG_2475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-3755039780387724058</id><published>2008-12-18T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:26:47.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Did It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I ordered my new baby today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am soooo excited! They don't have them in stock so I could only back-order it but that's a start! There is even a possibility it will be here before Christmas! I have been giddy all day!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281352672782188162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SUsiRiq9_oI/AAAAAAAAASk/Yx9YP7ELd8w/s400/583953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-3755039780387724058?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3755039780387724058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=3755039780387724058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/3755039780387724058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/3755039780387724058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-did-it.html' title='I Did It!'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SUsiRiq9_oI/AAAAAAAAASk/Yx9YP7ELd8w/s72-c/583953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-8445005994367310453</id><published>2008-12-05T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T08:50:12.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dashing Through The Store</title><content type='html'>Dashing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the store with a broken cart today,&lt;br /&gt;Over the toys I go,&lt;br /&gt;Screaming all the way,&lt;br /&gt;Bell out side stores ring,&lt;br /&gt;making quite a sight,&lt;br /&gt;oh what fun it is to shop and buy the sales tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, shop and spend,&lt;br /&gt;shop and spend,&lt;br /&gt;spending all our money,&lt;br /&gt;oh what fun it is to buy for my kids and for my honey,&lt;br /&gt;Shop and spend,&lt;br /&gt;Shop and spend,&lt;br /&gt;Spending all our money,&lt;br /&gt;Oh what fun it is to buy this... got to go shopping will finish later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-8445005994367310453?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8445005994367310453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=8445005994367310453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8445005994367310453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8445005994367310453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/dashing-through-store.html' title='Dashing Through The Store'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-7386000803480056923</id><published>2008-11-10T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:53:14.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Project Begins</title><content type='html'>Well, I didn't have to look far for my first test. My willing participant was easy to find and was even willing to go change back to his jammie top after he was already dressed for the day. So what do you think? Also do you like black and white or color better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRh0YhNiUSI/AAAAAAAAASc/_rwfwqWFlRs/s1600-h/IMG_1712sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267087728790622498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRh0YhNiUSI/AAAAAAAAASc/_rwfwqWFlRs/s400/IMG_1712sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRh0YVeEJXI/AAAAAAAAASU/mvx1uPLvlt4/s1600-h/IMG_1712bwsm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267087725638722930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRh0YVeEJXI/AAAAAAAAASU/mvx1uPLvlt4/s400/IMG_1712bwsm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRh0YNuaeYI/AAAAAAAAASM/daaQOLZqIcw/s1600-h/IMG_1709sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267087723559811458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRh0YNuaeYI/AAAAAAAAASM/daaQOLZqIcw/s400/IMG_1709sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267087724030887922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRh0YPeuh_I/AAAAAAAAASE/YWlVcmoFU-U/s400/IMG_1709bwsm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So what do you think? Also do you like black and white or color better?&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/3994296951212161742-7386000803480056923?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7386000803480056923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=7386000803480056923&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7386000803480056923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7386000803480056923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/prayer-project-begins.html' title='Prayer Project Begins'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRh0YhNiUSI/AAAAAAAAASc/_rwfwqWFlRs/s72-c/IMG_1712sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-294882625312400102</id><published>2008-11-09T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:03:08.398-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><title type='text'>Project Prayer</title><content type='html'>I have been praying for quite some time about what to do with my photography. I love to take pictures, I really do. When I have tried to work towards building a portfolio so I could start a business I realized that I am too slow at proofing and become overwhelmed and take way too long in getting pictures back to people.  I don't ever want to stop taking pictures for my friends and family. I want them to have a hard copy of today... a photograph of how things are right now at this very moment. I love trying to capture peoples personalities for memory sake. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lindsay is very encouraging when it comes to my photography but is a true friend and gives constructive criticism when appropriate. She has often told me that my scenery pictures are her favorites. It is kind of funny to me because I am always telling her she reminds me so much of my mom Millie. Once again she follows my mom's path, because when I was young and drew and painted pictures all the time she always wanted me to do scenery. I take pictures of beauty when I see it. I have taken many trips with Brent with the sole purpose to take pictures of specific areas of nature. We have gone out to the desert in the spring, to Oak Creek in the fall, in the mountains in Utah, and while in Oregon we did a road trip just to see the beauty. When I am trying to channel into my creative side I take my 100mm macro lens out and get an up close look at the world around me... hmmm... that sounds like a fun thing to do tomorrow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My kids say I am long winded and pointless sorry I ramble so much...  back to my prayer. I have been praying of how to best use my talents to benefit others. I have been praying for several months about it with no real answers. He always answers my prayers and I haven't felt let down because I haven't felt the answer yet because I assume that I wasn't ready to hear the answer yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The election this fall has impacted me like no other election ever has. I got myself to be ok with the outcome of the presidential race but have been really struggling with the reaction in California of the prop. 8. I am so offended that people are protesting the majority because it wasn't what THEY wanted. They are vowing to get it deemed unconstitutional and have the proposition revoked.  I want desperately to find a way through photography to stand up for family and for what is right. I turned  to prayer of how to do this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also I must mention  after having Brent's big birthday party we created a new project for my sweet husband. We want him to do a concert of his music but didn't feel right about just having a here's my music come see me concert so we have come up with an idea of doing a program that will bring comfort, conversion, and commitment for those that attend... in other words to try to do something that will uplift those that attend and perform. As part of the program he wants a slide show of some of my photography. For weeks I have been praying to know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with all of these areas that I have been praying for what to do and  finally getting my self in a place where I can hear my answer... and the ironic part of it is that I am going to do a project of PRAYER. I have other ideas also, like family's working together, family home evenings, reading scriptures, the beauties of the world, temples, and the list goes on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first project will be one of prayer. Family prayer, couples prayers, old couples, young couples, families just starting, families with teens, large families, small families, single moms and dad's with their children. Teaching children to pray, old prayers, young prayers, happy prayers, sad prayers and the list goes on. I am thinking that I would like to go into peoples homes and take pictures of the way THEY pray. To capture the essence of those praying. I am even toying with the idea of getting people of other religions in prayer. I am not sure where this is going or what purpose if any it has but I feel really good inside about doing it. I will probably wait until I get my new camera to go into full swing on this project but would like to start the project sooner than later. I thought I have no idea what I am doing and need to do many practice sessions and figure out lighting in peoples homes and things like release documents for people to sign. I don't know if I feel more excited or more humble by this project but I do know that I don't have to please anyone other than my self and my Heavenly Father which is very liberating to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So why am I blogging about this. Because as with any good project I need help. I need people to be willing to let me come into their homes and take pictures. I need ideas for poses (not really the term I want but I couldn't think of another way to say it). I need ideas of angles to use to be creative. I want to use a diversity of families. A symphony isn't a symphony without lots of different instruments. I need ideas for who to use. If you are interested in you or your family being photographed in my project please feel free to post to this blog or email me at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;debe at azsong dot com&lt;/span&gt; if you would rather be private about it. If you have ideas of other people I can ask please email me. Anyone know anything about writing release forms? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-294882625312400102?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/294882625312400102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=294882625312400102&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/294882625312400102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/294882625312400102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/project-prayer.html' title='Project Prayer'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-4208742571412044130</id><published>2008-11-05T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:07:39.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day</title><content type='html'>I love fresh new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginnings&lt;/span&gt;. Like the dawn of a new day. A new baby. A first tooth. A hug and a I love you mommy (no matter how many of those I have had in my life, each one is just as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;precious&lt;/span&gt; as the first one) A new job or a new promotion. A new seedling poking it's tiny head through the soil for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This election has really made a huge impact on me. I think the comment I feel says the most about what happened was that, Obama promised change. He was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vague&lt;/span&gt;. Change would have come with or without him. He promised what everyone wanted and left it to be so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;vague&lt;/span&gt; that millions of Americans filled in their own minds what that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; to them. I hope not too many of them will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; with the future that this new change will bring. I, for one, want them to get what they want and I want them to have wonderful productive lives. I hope this will be a good change. I hope that this country and our freedom we all take for granted becomes a better place in the coming years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Obama promised we will see change. Tomorrow we will wake up and we will make new decisions that will mold our day. As our days become molded our lives become our works of art and who we really are become set in gold. The only control we have is over our decisions today. We control our thoughts, our feelings, our attitudes and our actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today for me is a new day. A new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;. A bright beautiful day. The birds are chirping, the grass is green, the sky is blue (sometimes we have to look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the smog to see it but it is blue), children will laugh today, they will play and find joy. Today will find humble children kneeling in prayer, singing songs of worship, reading their scriptures, hugging their children. Heavenly Father gave us the day and the night, so we will have a new start every 24 hours because some of us need to start over that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a better mother, daughter, sister, neighbor and friend today. I want this new day to be more special than any day before it. This election has taught me to appreciate what I have and it has reminded me that just because I live in this wonderful country doesn't mean I am entitled to everything I want. I have to make the most of what I have. I have to appreciate what has been given to me. I want Heavenly Father to know that I love him, that I am truly grateful for me being born in America. I appreciate the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; that I have been born period. That I get to have a body, that I get to have this experience. I appreciate that I have a family. I am grateful for our living prophet and for the technology that makes it so I can instantly hear the things I need to know to be the person I want to be. I am grateful too for the agency that I have to chose good and bad, truth or lies, to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;righteous&lt;/span&gt; or a sinner. I am grateful that he trusted me to do what it takes to return to him and is giving me a chance to prove myself. I am grateful for the atonement. I am grateful for today, a new day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-4208742571412044130?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4208742571412044130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=4208742571412044130&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/4208742571412044130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/4208742571412044130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-day.html' title='A New Day'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1336602088620821980</id><published>2008-11-05T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:31:10.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Baby Alex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRIsWTDWyeI/AAAAAAAAARc/ryWrpV3OtNw/s1600-h/alex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265319675932625378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRIsWTDWyeI/AAAAAAAAARc/ryWrpV3OtNw/s400/alex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRIsB-O8ZSI/AAAAAAAAARU/rZCNk3Qv8PI/s1600-h/alex2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265319326746699042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRIsB-O8ZSI/AAAAAAAAARU/rZCNk3Qv8PI/s400/alex2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRIsBr-idzI/AAAAAAAAARM/6NWtROeFoqg/s1600-h/manda+noah+alex+web+size.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265319321846052658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRIsBr-idzI/AAAAAAAAARM/6NWtROeFoqg/s400/manda+noah+alex+web+size.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRIsApCMdCI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/5t1ryetpN-E/s1600-h/manda+and+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265319303876211746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRIsApCMdCI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/5t1ryetpN-E/s400/manda+and+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is no greater &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt; than a new baby! He is so loved and we welcome him with all of our hearts into our family!&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/3994296951212161742-1336602088620821980?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1336602088620821980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1336602088620821980&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1336602088620821980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1336602088620821980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/cute-baby-alex.html' title='Cute Baby Alex'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SRIsWTDWyeI/AAAAAAAAARc/ryWrpV3OtNw/s72-c/alex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-5637354487246990639</id><published>2008-11-03T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:59:41.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Number 13</title><content type='html'>Our lucky baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;arrived&lt;/span&gt; today in Alaska.&lt;br /&gt;Alex David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ridgeway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 pounds 6 ounces&lt;br /&gt;21 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;Born at home at 12:42pm&lt;br /&gt;Monday November 3rd 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-5637354487246990639?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5637354487246990639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=5637354487246990639&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/5637354487246990639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/5637354487246990639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/lucky-number-13.html' title='Lucky Number 13'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-7409612648857751192</id><published>2008-11-02T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:57:38.420-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scriptures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>Sunday Game</title><content type='html'>We were being bad and didn't go to the Regional Conference. I know I should have gone. I know I needed to set a good example for Joseph. It just didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sooooo&lt;/span&gt;.... I decided that I needed to do something fun and spiritual by nature to replace the time we should have been at our meeting.&lt;br /&gt;We played the game from the new &lt;a href="http://lds.org/churchmagazines/FR_2008_11_00___02271_000_000.pdf"&gt;Children's Friend.&lt;/a&gt; It the &lt;a href="http://lds.org/churchmagazines/FR_2008_11_00___02271_000_000.pdf"&gt;Scripture Picture Game&lt;/a&gt; but we had to adapt it to just the two of us and one of us can't read good enough to play this game. What we did was when Joseph landed on a scripture I read it to him and he drew the picture. When I landed on a scripture I drew the picture and had him guess (most of mine I even had to explain to him what the scripture was... it turned out to be a really good learning experience)&lt;br /&gt;Here is the pictures we drew (not everything was scriptures and drawing, some were singing a song or naming an ancestor, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one is Joseph's from Jonah 1:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;17 ¶ Now the Lord had prepared a great fish to swallow up Jonah. And Jonah was in the belly of the fish a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Matt. 16: 4; TG Jesus Christ, Death of; TG Jesus Christ, Types of, in Anticipation." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/jonah/jonah/1/17a" type="C" mark="a"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; days and three nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4LZ9_N5rI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cbFbMa-v6pM/s1600-h/whale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264157555207038642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4LZ9_N5rI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cbFbMa-v6pM/s400/whale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then  mine from Ephesians 6:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;13 Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4LZZ9HJlI/AAAAAAAAAQs/huwyjmYKfLU/s1600-h/armor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264157545534531154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4LZZ9HJlI/AAAAAAAAAQs/huwyjmYKfLU/s400/armor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Joseph was asked to draw 2 ways to show &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reverence&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4LJjU3pbI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-rKzTi6P9aQ/s1600-h/reverance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264157273172190642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4LJjU3pbI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-rKzTi6P9aQ/s400/reverance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then he got D&amp;amp;C 119:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4 And after that, those who have thus been a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="TG Tithing." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/dc/dc/119/4a" type="B" mark="a"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tithed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; shall pay one-tenth of all their interest annually; and this shall be a standing law unto them forever, for my holy priesthood, saith the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4LJm6fJBI/AAAAAAAAAQc/bSkwSwEtfnk/s1600-h/tithing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264157274135274514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4LJm6fJBI/AAAAAAAAAQc/bSkwSwEtfnk/s400/tithing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joseph then got to draw 2 ways of being a good friend. He cracks me up. His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; is his best friend... he has glasses and she has pretty eye lashes. The first picture he is sharing and the second he is letting her go first on the slide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264156882649345682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4Ky0g97pI/AAAAAAAAAP8/HOzRH1w5364/s400/good+freind.jpg" border="0" /&gt; He then got Alma 46:12&amp;amp;13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  12 And it came to pass that he rent his coat; and he took a piece thereof, and wrote upon it—a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="2 Sam. 10: 12; Neh. 4: 14 (10-14); Alma 44: 5; Alma 48: 10 (10, 24)." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/alma/alma/46/12a" type="A" mark="a"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; memory of our God, our religion, and freedom, and our peace, our wives, and our children—and he fastened it upon the end of a pole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  13 And he fastened on his head-plate, and his a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Alma 44: 9; Alma 49: 6 (6, 24)." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/alma/alma/46/13a" type="A" mark="a"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;breastplate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;, and his shields, and girded on his armor about his loins; and he took the pole, which had on the end thereof his rent coat, (and he called it the b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Alma 51: 20; TG Citizenship." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/alma/alma/46/13b" type="C" mark="b"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;title&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; of liberty) and he c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="TG Reverence." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/alma/alma/46/13c" type="B" mark="c"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bowed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; himself to the earth, and he prayed mightily unto his God for the blessings of liberty to rest upon his brethren, so long as there should a band of d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Alma 48: 10." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/alma/alma/46/13d" type="A" mark="d"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Christians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; remain to possess the land—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4LJTN2ETI/AAAAAAAAAQU/cjCYW4TzTaU/s1600-h/title+of+liberty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264157268847759666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4LJTN2ETI/AAAAAAAAAQU/cjCYW4TzTaU/s400/title+of+liberty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got Exodus 3:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; 2 And the a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="JST Ex. 3: 2  . . .  presence of the Lord  . . . ; Acts 7: 30; TG Angels." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/ex/ex/3/2a" type="K" mark="a"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; of the Lord appeared unto him in a flame of b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Ex. 19: 18; Deut. 5: 4 (4-5); 1 Ne. 1: 6 (5-6); D&amp;amp;C 29: 12." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/ex/ex/3/2b" type="A" mark="b"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; out of the midst of a c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Deut. 33: 16; Luke 20: 37 (37-38); Moses 1: 17." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/ex/ex/3/2c" type="A" mark="c"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;: and he looked, and, behold, the bush burned with fire, and the bush was not consumed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4LJTw7SlI/AAAAAAAAAQM/h2UwrGKE5W4/s1600-h/burning+bush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264157268994902610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4LJTw7SlI/AAAAAAAAAQM/h2UwrGKE5W4/s400/burning+bush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got (in two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; turns) the story of the Wise and Foolish man. I got 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nephi&lt;/span&gt; 14:24-25 and a couple of turns later Joseph got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;vrs&lt;/span&gt;. 26-27.  I love all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt; of his house just laying around next to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  24 Therefore, whoso &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;heareth&lt;/span&gt; these sayings of mine and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;doeth&lt;/span&gt; them, I will liken him unto a wise man, who built his house upon a a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="TG Rock." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/3_ne/3_ne/14/24a" type="B" mark="a"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="25"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  25 And the a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Alma 26: 6; Hel. 5: 12." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/3_ne/3_ne/14/25a" type="A" mark="a"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Prov. 12: 7." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/3_ne/3_ne/14/25b" type="A" mark="b"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; not, for it was founded upon a rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="26"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  26 And every one that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;heareth&lt;/span&gt; these sayings of mine and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;doeth&lt;/span&gt; them not shall be likened unto a a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="TG Foolishness." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/3_ne/3_ne/14/26a" type="B" mark="a"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;foolish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; man, who built his house upon the b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="3 Ne. 11: 40." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/3_ne/3_ne/14/26b" type="A" mark="b"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="27"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  27 And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell, and great was the fall of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4LJG9wStI/AAAAAAAAAQE/YoeX-vqsx7o/s1600-h/wise+and+foolish+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264157265559046866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4LJG9wStI/AAAAAAAAAQE/YoeX-vqsx7o/s400/wise+and+foolish+man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Nephi&lt;/span&gt; 4:8-9, this one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; me to be in there to draw, but they didn't add the scripture where he kills him.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; 8 And when I came to him I found that it was Laban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  9 And I beheld his a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="2 Ne. 5: 14; D&amp;amp;C 17: 1." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/1_ne/1_ne/4/9a" type="A" mark="a"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sword&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;, and I drew it forth from the sheath thereof; and the hilt thereof was of pure gold, and the workmanship thereof was exceedingly fine, and I saw that the blade thereof was of the most precious steel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4Kyx7hiDI/AAAAAAAAAP0/xIjkoI41Z3U/s1600-h/Nephi+and+Laban.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264156881955424306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4Kyx7hiDI/AAAAAAAAAP0/xIjkoI41Z3U/s400/Nephi+and+Laban.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;C 29:2 (I am not sure I ever got Joseph to understand the concept of this one... he was happy to draw a mommy chicken and her baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2 Who will a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Matt. 23: 37; TG Israel, Gathering of." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/dc/dc/29/2a" type="C" mark="a"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;gather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; his people even as a hen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;gathereth&lt;/span&gt; her chickens under her wings, even as many as will hearken to my voice and b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="TG Humility; TG Submissiveness." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/dc/dc/29/2b" type="B" mark="b"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;humble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; themselves before me, and call upon me in mighty prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4KyrOieJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Wgg5eLj09zU/s1600-h/chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264156880156129426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4KyrOieJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Wgg5eLj09zU/s400/chicken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this one cracks me up. when there has never been a picture of an object it is subject to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;interpretation&lt;/span&gt;... and this is Joseph's  go ahead take a guess of what it is before you read on... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Nephi&lt;/span&gt; 16:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  10 And it came to pass that as my father arose in the morning, and went forth to the tent door, to his great astonishment he beheld upon the ground a round a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="1 Ne. 16: 16; Alma 37: 38 (38-47)." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/1_ne/1_ne/16/10a" type="A" mark="a"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; of curious workmanship; and it was of fine brass. And within the ball were two spindles; and the one b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Ex. 13: 21." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/1_ne/1_ne/16/10b" type="A" mark="b"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;pointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; the way whither we should go into the wilderness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4KyeWKmnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/PZEc0wbAo_4/s1600-h/urum+and+thumum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264156876698458738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4KyeWKmnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/PZEc0wbAo_4/s400/urum+and+thumum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;LDS&lt;/span&gt; scripture game would be complete without  1&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Nephi&lt;/span&gt; 16:18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;18 And it came to pass that as I, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Nephi&lt;/span&gt;, went forth to slay food, behold, I did break my bow, which was made of fine a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="2 Sam. 22: 35; Ps. 18: 34." href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/1_ne/1_ne/16/18a" type="A" mark="a"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;steel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;; and after I did break my bow, behold, my brethren were angry with me because of the loss of my bow, for we did obtain no food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4Kyd8aTII/AAAAAAAAAPc/M0OEKhwqn5E/s1600-h/Nephi+broken+bow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264156876590435458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4Kyd8aTII/AAAAAAAAAPc/M0OEKhwqn5E/s400/Nephi+broken+bow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph thought this was the best game ever and we spent some real quality time together and learned more about the scriptures... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also memorized the first &lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/a_of_f/1"&gt;Articles of Faith&lt;/a&gt; during the game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-7409612648857751192?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7409612648857751192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=7409612648857751192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7409612648857751192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7409612648857751192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunday-game.html' title='Sunday Game'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4LZ9_N5rI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cbFbMa-v6pM/s72-c/whale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1903368004977286438</id><published>2008-11-02T12:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:07:53.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph THE Recording Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was Joseph's first time to go to a recording studio and record a piece of music. He played the song he did for his dad's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; party. "The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gospel&lt;/span&gt; of Jesus Christ Can Bring Me Peace" is an original song his dad wrote. He played it perfectly! He sang it wonderfully! We were super happy and it only took 2 takes to get it perfect! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4HejMPIkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Gi6Og7eSN_I/s1600-h/IMG_1678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264153235866722882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4HejMPIkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Gi6Og7eSN_I/s400/IMG_1678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loved playing the grand piano! His dad does too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4HeezxL0I/AAAAAAAAAPM/1HkNf0lVF-Q/s1600-h/IMG_1682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264153234690355010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4HeezxL0I/AAAAAAAAAPM/1HkNf0lVF-Q/s400/IMG_1682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He wasn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt; at all he was just super excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4HeID5rRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/dP1Utv9HyAM/s1600-h/IMG_1681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264153228584004882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4HeID5rRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/dP1Utv9HyAM/s400/IMG_1681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4Hd7Vql1I/AAAAAAAAAO8/rs2l26mWu3M/s1600-h/IMG_1685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264153225168852818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4Hd7Vql1I/AAAAAAAAAO8/rs2l26mWu3M/s400/IMG_1685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little recording star!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-1903368004977286438?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1903368004977286438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1903368004977286438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1903368004977286438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1903368004977286438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/joseph-recording-star.html' title='Joseph THE Recording Star'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ4HejMPIkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Gi6Og7eSN_I/s72-c/IMG_1678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-5402168275737138295</id><published>2008-11-01T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:41:05.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ08sVzqUDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/AQ-qp8j01kQ/s1600-h/IMG_1587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263930271931715634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ08sVzqUDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/AQ-qp8j01kQ/s400/IMG_1587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263929920976637890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ08X6Zcz8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/cvF1pM6WUd4/s400/IMG_1497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263929910085444722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ08XR0yZHI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mtZpZof08kU/s400/IMG_1492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263929908647626402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ08XMd_BqI/AAAAAAAAANs/tWtO6T1uc0c/s400/IMG_1479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ08rhXbiJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/94j1CB6x0oc/s1600-h/IMG_1599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263930257854662802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ08rhXbiJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/94j1CB6x0oc/s400/IMG_1599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ08YDIqKEI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6BJoZIJaOl8/s1600-h/IMG_1526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263929923322128450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ08YDIqKEI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6BJoZIJaOl8/s400/IMG_1526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ08Xk2A9lI/AAAAAAAAAN8/QfvxGMPKJT0/s1600-h/IMG_1493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263929915190867538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 358px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ08Xk2A9lI/AAAAAAAAAN8/QfvxGMPKJT0/s400/IMG_1493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263930273494695410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ08sboTffI/AAAAAAAAAOk/-rnBVFGq0L8/s400/IMG_1532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263930283637389154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ08tBagt2I/AAAAAAAAAOs/NFTrIsm0Qxc/s400/IMG_1543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263930284413611346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ08tETk7VI/AAAAAAAAAO0/UFEE1y013-w/s400/IMG_1535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a day late and a dollar short but here are a few of the kids at Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-5402168275737138295?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5402168275737138295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=5402168275737138295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/5402168275737138295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/5402168275737138295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SQ08sVzqUDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/AQ-qp8j01kQ/s72-c/IMG_1587.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-777212640315141280</id><published>2008-10-25T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:56:35.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>My dad's family had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;annual&lt;/span&gt; family reunion today. Lindsay and I went together, since both of our husbands had to work. We have been so busy lately that neither of us were too excited about going. It wasn't too bad. Lindsay worked on her sharing time (she has sharing time for the entire primary time tomorrow after the Primary program which she is also in charge of) I got to Chase, Chase the entire afternoon... he is such a doll but completely wore me out!  It is much easier going to things now that Joseph is getting bigger and can stay where he is supposed to be. I don't have to worry nearly as much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-777212640315141280?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/777212640315141280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=777212640315141280&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/777212640315141280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/777212640315141280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-6746246057221656143</id><published>2008-10-22T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:10:45.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace again</title><content type='html'>I have peace again in my life... my computer is back and better than ever. It is faster and it has a new video card witch makes things better. I have already proofed one session since I got it back... yea, me!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize how much I missed my computer until it returned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SP-IMD-YxeI/AAAAAAAAAMw/12xqAt67pDU/s1600-h/abby+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260072630598813154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SP-IMD-YxeI/AAAAAAAAAMw/12xqAt67pDU/s400/abby+birthday.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/3994296951212161742-6746246057221656143?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6746246057221656143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=6746246057221656143&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6746246057221656143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/6746246057221656143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/peace-again.html' title='Peace again'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SP-IMD-YxeI/AAAAAAAAAMw/12xqAt67pDU/s72-c/abby+birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1216049946681893168</id><published>2008-10-20T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T03:59:42.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Almost 4 AM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SPxkjqi8uAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/qEBf_Dw9TaQ/s1600-h/070423_cartoon_c_a11540_p46.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SPxkjqi8uAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/qEBf_Dw9TaQ/s320/070423_cartoon_c_a11540_p46.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259189028740970498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is almost four in the morning and I am still awake.... so this blog is an enabler and I get to whine all I want with no one to stop me... bahbhahbhah&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joseph and I went to bed at 7:30 PM, which is ridiculously early for me. I am not sure what woke me up but my body thought after an hour or so I had just taken a nap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I will have to get up in a couple of hours so I need to fall asleep, maybe I can count sheep.. naw... that's no fun. I miss my computer more in the middle of the night than any other time. I think I would have to be sedated if it weren't for my work laptop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW... Joseph and I are loving the new wii fit! I am glad I got it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-1216049946681893168?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1216049946681893168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1216049946681893168&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1216049946681893168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1216049946681893168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-almost-4-am.html' title='It&apos;s Almost 4 AM'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SPxkjqi8uAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/qEBf_Dw9TaQ/s72-c/070423_cartoon_c_a11540_p46.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-558398317613935694</id><published>2008-10-17T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T18:04:16.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>AAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGGG......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SPk2B_IxJjI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7oGbxrQexqc/s1600-h/computerdead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SPk2B_IxJjI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7oGbxrQexqc/s320/computerdead.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258293447687743026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel the pain of my soul? My computer died! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ARGH&lt;/span&gt;!! Double and Triple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ARGH&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Timing in everything... this is awful timing! I have 3 photo sessions proofed and should have already been too their families. I wish I didn't procrastinate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't heard back from the computer repair store yet but their best guess was that it was "only" the mother board that died. They indicated that the hard drive should be fine and after they replace the Mother Board and buy new memory for it; since each new mother board upgrade the computer makers make sure you can't use some of your old stuff, like memory; and of course the outrageous labor costs. I am looking at $450 (that includes a new video card that I desperately needed and was planning on getting in the next six months anyway). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went out and did some retail therapy... not a good idea, actually I was out with Lindsay because she needed wipes... and she found a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt; fit... I have been wanting one forever... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; since June. Anyway... on a day I shouldn't want to spend any money at all I bought a new toy. I figure it is cheaper in the long run than a gym membership I probably won't use very often. Lindsay lost 20 lbs. until she got pregnant, so I am hoping I  can loose weight and maybe even get my blood pressure to head back down.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all of this while I am waiting for my beloved new camera to be ready to make it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;debut&lt;/span&gt; in my world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-558398317613935694?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/558398317613935694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=558398317613935694&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/558398317613935694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/558398317613935694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/aaaarrrrrrgggggggggg.html' title='AAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGGG......'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SPk2B_IxJjI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7oGbxrQexqc/s72-c/computerdead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-4611088212050375117</id><published>2008-10-15T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:00:10.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning... In The Fall?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SPagH0ccReI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_tqLlcnVEh8/s1600-h/cmHOUSEWIF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257565671199098338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SPagH0ccReI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_tqLlcnVEh8/s400/cmHOUSEWIF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup the best time to spring clean in Arizona is the fall. Think about it. Those from cooler climates look forward to no longer being couped up in their homes. They want to dig in and really clean with the windows open and fresh air finally coming in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Arizona all winter long our windows are open. It is our extreme summers that keep us couped up indoors. So now that fall is finally here in the valley of the sun we can finally open up those windows and enjoy our lives once again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-4611088212050375117?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4611088212050375117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=4611088212050375117&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/4611088212050375117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/4611088212050375117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/spring-cleaning-in-fall.html' title='Spring Cleaning... In The Fall?!?'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SPagH0ccReI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_tqLlcnVEh8/s72-c/cmHOUSEWIF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-8028540236846569881</id><published>2008-10-13T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:01:55.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;of·&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;1. a room, set of rooms, of a professional person is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;2. a room assigned to a specific person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;has been a disaster area for quite some time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; double &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;. I have been meaning to clean it, but when ever I start I quickly become overwhelmed and have no idea where to start or what to do with all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;crapolla&lt;/span&gt; I have. I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; throwing things away. You never know when that scrap would come in handy. It also seems so much easier to have a pile somewhere with the mail that just needs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stredded&lt;/span&gt; than getting the shredder out and doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised Joseph I would keep all of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nieces&lt;/span&gt; and nephews out of his room so they would leave his precious junk alone and not break any more of it. Problem is I don't want all the toys in the living areas of our home and what fun is it to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mamaws&lt;/span&gt; house if they can't play with toys. So I got this bright idea that we would make my office the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;play·room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;a room set aside for children's play or adult recreation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;That way I could keep an eye on the kids while I am on the computer, and watch to make sure they don't go into Joseph's room (which is right next to my office). The kids tend to want to be with the adults any way so it just seems to be what would be best for now, or at least this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; to post a picture of how bad it looked to start with, I even very rarely let anyone see how bad it has been. I will have to wait until I am done to post the pictures of the after only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-8028540236846569881?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8028540236846569881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=8028540236846569881&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8028540236846569881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/8028540236846569881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-office.html' title='My Office'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-5460375388104987718</id><published>2008-10-10T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T12:10:04.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working From Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SO-ofGiCOfI/AAAAAAAAALs/6nteZeZyiis/s1600-h/0012-0711-0909-5249_woman_in_a_robe_her_hair_in_curlers_clipart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255604542447434226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SO-ofGiCOfI/AAAAAAAAALs/6nteZeZyiis/s400/0012-0711-0909-5249_woman_in_a_robe_her_hair_in_curlers_clipart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SO-oVu9ap8I/AAAAAAAAALk/l_QREFBukow/s1600-h/0012-0711-0909-5249_woman_in_a_robe_her_hair_in_curlers_clipart.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working from hom has it's advantages... like working in my night gown... yup it is noon and I haven't gotten dressed yet. &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/3994296951212161742-5460375388104987718?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5460375388104987718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=5460375388104987718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/5460375388104987718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/5460375388104987718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/working-from-home.html' title='Working From Home'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SO-ofGiCOfI/AAAAAAAAALs/6nteZeZyiis/s72-c/0012-0711-0909-5249_woman_in_a_robe_her_hair_in_curlers_clipart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1522639211235799296</id><published>2008-10-08T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:42:02.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZZZZZZZ...</title><content type='html'>I worked two days in a row. My poor brain is dog tired! Thanks to Lindsay my mouth and tummy are happy. Thanks Lindsay for the wonderful fried chicken dinner!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-1522639211235799296?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1522639211235799296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1522639211235799296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1522639211235799296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1522639211235799296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/zzzzzzzz.html' title='ZZZZZZZZ...'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-7421137840751642632</id><published>2008-10-06T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:53:48.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fine Art of Bubble Blowing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am cuting and pasting this from Joseph's blog because both he and Lindsay enjoyed it so much and since so few people have access to his blog. I hope you all enjoy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOq3d35w35I/AAAAAAAAALU/rApdkf1L7hs/s1600-h/gumchew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254213639131422610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOq3d35w35I/AAAAAAAAALU/rApdkf1L7hs/s400/gumchew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got some bubble gum from my friend's party and Lindsay could blow bubbles with it so I wanted to learn too. She is a great sister and a lot of fun but I am not so sure she is ready to teach someone like me to blow bubbles. She spent more time laughing at my faces I made than teaching me the basic how-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;to's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOq3S9ho6dI/AAAAAAAAAK0/MD_wWjTxSnc/s1600-h/the+lesson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254213451662289362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOq3S9ho6dI/AAAAAAAAAK0/MD_wWjTxSnc/s320/the+lesson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So Step one must be to blow spit in the other person's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOq3S9TUcCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/OEHOb3xprG4/s1600-h/the+student.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254213451602227234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOq3S9TUcCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/OEHOb3xprG4/s320/the+student.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Got it!! I was very good at that step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOq3THQB3uI/AAAAAAAAALE/9HuzIRsGYdc/s1600-h/the+gum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254213454272782050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOq3THQB3uI/AAAAAAAAALE/9HuzIRsGYdc/s320/the+gum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Step two was to put the gum on your tongue. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OK,&lt;/span&gt; so I am not so good at this one but it sure is funny watching Lindsay do it... she makes some pretty funny faces too. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254213641775917234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOq3eBwQqLI/AAAAAAAAALc/7LV0f2m6qvI/s400/the+teacher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She said she blew a bubble and that I wasn't looking. Sorry Lindsay. You kinda got a lot of gum on your nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOq3TKQshLI/AAAAAAAAALM/F1MBEMsUfr0/s1600-h/best+bubble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254213455080883378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOq3TKQshLI/AAAAAAAAALM/F1MBEMsUfr0/s320/best+bubble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this was the best I could do for now. I won't give up, someday I will be as good as Lindsay at getting bubbles to stick to my nose too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way I got this cool face painting from &lt;a href="http://www.theanticsofus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Salsa Mama&lt;/a&gt; ... Thanks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-7421137840751642632?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7421137840751642632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=7421137840751642632&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7421137840751642632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7421137840751642632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-cuting-and-pasting-this-from.html' title='The Fine Art of Bubble Blowing'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOq3d35w35I/AAAAAAAAALU/rApdkf1L7hs/s72-c/gumchew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-4061767752637628866</id><published>2008-10-06T13:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:30:23.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Cheap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOp0vqypBtI/AAAAAAAAAKs/5ep4uUaavao/s1600-h/rug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254140277570471634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOp0vqypBtI/AAAAAAAAAKs/5ep4uUaavao/s400/rug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been wanting a new rug to cover up my nasty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;front room&lt;/span&gt; carpet for quite some time. I have just been too cheap to buy anything. But Lindsay my favorite shopping partner whom finds all the best deals found this rug for $20 at Target. I love saving money. I could do 20 bucks. I love that it was originally $79.98 yea me!! &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/3994296951212161742-4061767752637628866?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4061767752637628866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=4061767752637628866&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/4061767752637628866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/4061767752637628866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-cheap.html' title='I Am Cheap'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOp0vqypBtI/AAAAAAAAAKs/5ep4uUaavao/s72-c/rug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-7948088092299932061</id><published>2008-10-01T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T13:06:47.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am A Person Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPYEo_bLQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/zhn6Msmqpbs/s1600-h/2905540656_7dd37cbe7b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPYEo_bLQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/zhn6Msmqpbs/s400/2905540656_7dd37cbe7b_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252279164678647042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got up and worked on proofing pictures. Then went to the dry cleaners and to get Joseph's hair cut. Then went grocery shopping (during the day). I am a real person and doing real person things! Yea for me!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-7948088092299932061?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7948088092299932061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=7948088092299932061&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7948088092299932061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7948088092299932061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-person-again.html' title='I Am A Person Again'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPYEo_bLQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/zhn6Msmqpbs/s72-c/2905540656_7dd37cbe7b_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1773592542274331380</id><published>2008-09-29T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:57:24.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waterfall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland'/><title type='text'>Oregon is only a memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What a lovely memory it is! We had a great time and would have loved to see more but time wouldn't allow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Portland Temple is right off the freeway so you really can't miss it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFxK56HU9I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qANf6CUP4VA/s1600-h/PortlandTemple.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251603072647910354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFxK56HU9I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qANf6CUP4VA/s400/PortlandTemple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFxEXFLtwI/AAAAAAAAAIo/w9h01eHAJ3M/s1600-h/PortlandTemple2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251602960219879170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFxEXFLtwI/AAAAAAAAAIo/w9h01eHAJ3M/s200/PortlandTemple2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFxEZKxS6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/KzFnovQz4Dk/s1600-h/IMG_0769.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251602960780184482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFxEZKxS6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/KzFnovQz4Dk/s200/IMG_0769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The temple is covered in marble. Very beautiful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFxEXGp11I/AAAAAAAAAI4/5h8N8e-YBHY/s1600-h/IMG_0802.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251602960226047826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFxEXGp11I/AAAAAAAAAI4/5h8N8e-YBHY/s200/IMG_0802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The ocean is always one of my favorite places to see. I am in awe of it's beauty and vastness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwwia9qZI/AAAAAAAAAII/OW9aj4Cjo_k/s1600-h/IMG_0834.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251602619666639250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwwia9qZI/AAAAAAAAAII/OW9aj4Cjo_k/s200/IMG_0834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwwtiURQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sgmuILx2CJE/s1600-h/IMG_0822b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251602622650270978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwwtiURQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sgmuILx2CJE/s200/IMG_0822b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFww4GKB8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/jbauXfEUDZk/s1600-h/IMG_0843.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251602625484949442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFww4GKB8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/jbauXfEUDZk/s200/IMG_0843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwwzYyqXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ttdD_1eGIvc/s1600-h/IMG_0829.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251602624220932466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwwzYyqXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ttdD_1eGIvc/s200/IMG_0829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Saturday in Portland they have a street market. We went early and left soon after it opened avoiding large crowds. There was a huge variety of items for sell as well as variety of type of people selling and buying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwhaYxSpI/AAAAAAAAAIA/IaxpD8wZ_js/s1600-h/sat+market+col.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251602359811918482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwhaYxSpI/AAAAAAAAAIA/IaxpD8wZ_js/s400/sat+market+col.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brent tried the African chicken wrap and I had an English pastie for an early lunch. Mine was much spicier than his was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwStvHvmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/LzJg8vKtxtM/s1600-h/IMG_0903.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251602107307900514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwStvHvmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/LzJg8vKtxtM/s200/IMG_0903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There is a river running right through the city... totally a foreign concept to me. I am not used to rivers that actually have water in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwSweH3wI/AAAAAAAAAHo/buxoVcuYlbQ/s1600-h/IMG_0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251602108041912066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwSweH3wI/AAAAAAAAAHo/buxoVcuYlbQ/s200/IMG_0901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The city streets were just amazing, a combination of old and new. A Paradise for a photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwTXZIVZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/kQAtJkq7OKs/s1600-h/IMG_0916.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251602118489953682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwTXZIVZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/kQAtJkq7OKs/s200/IMG_0916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This guy was juggling knives as we were leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwTeqKrJI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TaPA_Ght-1E/s1600-h/IMG_0914.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251602120440458386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFwTeqKrJI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TaPA_Ght-1E/s200/IMG_0914.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There are waterfalls about 30 minutes outside of the city. Of course it took us about an hour to find them because we got very lost but we got to see things we wouldn't have if we would have stuck to the highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFv8nLWdwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/0e-AjpOh_Pg/s1600-h/IMG_0936.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251601727590135554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFv8nLWdwI/AAAAAAAAAHY/0e-AjpOh_Pg/s400/IMG_0936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I told Brent after I get my new camera I want to come back to the falls and bring my tri-pod and hiking shoes and take more pictures. There were more falls about a mile up but I wasn't up to the climb in my flip flops and we were extremely short on time after our little detour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFvoLoWxaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VK2nXQbMGNU/s1600-h/IMG_0979.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251601376598214050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFvoLoWxaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VK2nXQbMGNU/s200/IMG_0979.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I am completely fascinated by moss... you could say I have a moss obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFvojhGDfI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OSCv8o8ybzE/s1600-h/IMG_0990.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251601383010209266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFvojhGDfI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OSCv8o8ybzE/s200/IMG_0990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFvoztVvKI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ta7ttja-qew/s1600-h/IMG_0955.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251601387356535970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFvoztVvKI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ta7ttja-qew/s200/IMG_0955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Looking from the bridge by the falls I could see the river across the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When we got to the bridge there was a guy taking pictures over the edge so I had to look down to see what was so cool to take pictures of below us. It was right over the small waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFvo5NhMlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/rTWgsdeIhug/s1600-h/IMG_0957.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251601388833682002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFvo5NhMlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/rTWgsdeIhug/s200/IMG_0957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFvo8YrAZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/BlS3IwHW9uQ/s1600-h/IMG_0941.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251601389685768594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFvo8YrAZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/BlS3IwHW9uQ/s200/IMG_0941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Out of 4,000 pictures of me I found one that I photoshoped the heck out of that I wasn't too embarrassed to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFu91XfRWI/AAAAAAAAAGA/fBs9i8-1654/s1600-h/IMG_1026.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251600649067382114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFu91XfRWI/AAAAAAAAAGA/fBs9i8-1654/s200/IMG_1026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFu97uR7fI/AAAAAAAAAGI/IpCsmvZ7yJk/s1600-h/IMG_1028.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251600650773589490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFu97uR7fI/AAAAAAAAAGI/IpCsmvZ7yJk/s200/IMG_1028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFu-PWO6vI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vd7vWes3jeI/s1600-h/IMG_1007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251600656041437938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFu-PWO6vI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vd7vWes3jeI/s200/IMG_1007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFu-AroQyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mL2I7BnidQM/s1600-h/IMG_0997.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251600652104647458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFu-AroQyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mL2I7BnidQM/s200/IMG_0997.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fall was just beginning. In a week the whole area would be in full fall colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFu-DXELTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0PRR7N_Aamo/s1600-h/IMG_0993.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251600652823702834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFu-DXELTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0PRR7N_Aamo/s200/IMG_0993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFugEhozPI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dQede_ofwSc/s1600-h/IMG_1027.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251600137740406002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFugEhozPI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dQede_ofwSc/s200/IMG_1027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFugA72TXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/n-NMqepxIAw/s1600-h/IMG_0951.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251600136776600946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFugA72TXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/n-NMqepxIAw/s200/IMG_0951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Brent was amazed that I found these furry creatures just hanging out watching the tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFugOf6g4I/AAAAAAAAAFo/2aIrP_EOy1c/s1600-h/xIMG_1001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251600140417532802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFugOf6g4I/AAAAAAAAAFo/2aIrP_EOy1c/s200/xIMG_1001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And a tiger caterpillar for Joseph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFugVIMzWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hh__qEkmPkc/s1600-h/xIMG_1010.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251600142197116258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFugVIMzWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hh__qEkmPkc/s200/xIMG_1010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And at last heading home. a blurry view out my window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFugYi92sI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qznQ3DttZm8/s1600-h/IMG_1037.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251600143114689218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFugYi92sI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qznQ3DttZm8/s200/IMG_1037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you have made it this far and want to see any of them larger check out my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/debetoo/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-1773592542274331380?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1773592542274331380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1773592542274331380&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1773592542274331380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1773592542274331380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/oregon-is-only-memory.html' title='Oregon is only a memory'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOFxK56HU9I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qANf6CUP4VA/s72-c/PortlandTemple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1495448475183513071</id><published>2008-09-26T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T07:36:38.430-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oregon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daytrip'/><title type='text'>Day Trip in Oregon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(I didn't take any of these pictures, I forgot to bring the cord to download pictures off my camera. I found these on the Internet and will post my pictures when I get home.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNzmPpe4E7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/m1gPOul5crQ/s1600-h/portland_lds_mormon_temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNzmPpe4E7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/m1gPOul5crQ/s320/portland_lds_mormon_temple.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250324422114939826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to Portland safe and sound and checked into our hotel room and then headed out to see this absolutely beautiful state. We got a late start and the weather was, well lets say it was like a woman, it changed it's mind every 10 minutes. It was mostly sunny then 10 minutes later it was completely overcast and start to rain, then viola it was spotty clouds 10 minutes later. Crazy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our first stop was the temple. Just like in Arizona Portland is the main city with many large cities surrounding it. The temple is beautiful (aren't they all). This one has  marble walls. The parking is very different. There must be 7 or 8 different small parking lots all around the Temple. There is one really nice place to get pictures but most areas are too close to the Temple to get the temple and people in the picture. It is so green and beautiful!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then we went to the local &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Deseret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Book Store. Brent likes to see how different st&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ores display his books and ask what sells best etc.  So we go in and they only had 2 or 3 Organ Chain books and that's it. He talked to a couple of different clerks asking about books until one said there were a stack of primary piano books behind the counter. maybe 10 books. They said they had to keep them there because they sell out so quickly. So he told them he was Brent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jorgensen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and they got all excited and said they couldn't keep his books in, they sell so quickly. I just laughed... Brent is just Brent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then we went back to the Temple because now it was super sunny and all my other pictures had massive clouds behind the Temple. I took a picture similar to the one here of the Temple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNzrr2sEoHI/AAAAAAAAADY/GPf_LBXO6HA/s200/coast.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250330404254425202" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We headed to the coast. Brent wanted to go through a forest (I didn't get any pictures we couldn't see the forest for the trees, n open over looking places just down in the forest). It was a beautiful drive, their pine trees are gorgeous and I loved looking at them. By the time we got to the coast it was very overcast. It took us about 30 minutes to find public access to the beach. I got a couple of pictures. The ocean was raging and with the heavy overcast looking toward the sun it all looked golden. Not the yellow gold but a very light cream gold, and very shimmery. I am hoping that my camera captured the color, it was beautiful, but very ominous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNztX7PnsBI/AAAAAAAAADg/U4NBGhktMXs/s200/beautifulTillamook.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250332260903137298" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We went north up the coast. There are a lot of small towns along the coast and most are farming towns. I would crack up over and over again as we would see just these beautiful farms with houses far apart then come around the corner to see huge factories, they seemed so out of place. Then it would go back to farms again for miles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tillamook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; was a larger town that had several factories. That is were they make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tillamook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; cheese. We went to their factory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNztYN60CAI/AAAAAAAAADo/61ys1-eOH7U/s200/visitorCenter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250332265916139522" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and were sad because we got there at 5:30 and they closed at 6 pm so we had to really rush through it. I really enjoyed the self tour and wished we would have got there earlier because it was super interesting. But it is what it is. We bought some cheese, ice cream, fudge and my favorite soft cream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;caramel's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; that were to die for. Sorry I didn't know they were so good until I got back to our hotel room and ate one or I would have got some for everyone!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then we went back to our hotel and got in about 8:40 so I started to watch the season &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;premiere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; of Survivor but fell asleep around 9:15 from pure exhaustion from such a long but wonderful day. &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/3994296951212161742-1495448475183513071?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1495448475183513071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1495448475183513071&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1495448475183513071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1495448475183513071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-trip-in-oregon.html' title='Day Trip in Oregon'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNzmPpe4E7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/m1gPOul5crQ/s72-c/portland_lds_mormon_temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1075274874731901525</id><published>2008-09-25T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T06:58:18.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oregon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNuXt084GzI/AAAAAAAAADI/pdThkNopyIE/s1600-h/portland-or.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNuXt084GzI/AAAAAAAAADI/pdThkNopyIE/s320/portland-or.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249956604194331442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to Oregon for work, and fun. Mostly work but am hoping to get some scenic pictures while I am there. Brent made me get up at 4 freaking am... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;.... just to wait at the airport an hour and a half. Oh well as Lindsay and I always say, "at least we are in good company". &lt;div&gt;Note to self: check weather yourself before you get to the airport, I would have  brought something warmer to wear. Nights are in the upper 40's so I won't be out at night... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&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/3994296951212161742-1075274874731901525?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1075274874731901525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1075274874731901525&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1075274874731901525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1075274874731901525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/oregon.html' title='Oregon'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNuXt084GzI/AAAAAAAAADI/pdThkNopyIE/s72-c/portland-or.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-2623112236501923734</id><published>2008-09-23T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:49:30.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph's 1st Parent Teacher Conference</title><content type='html'>So my baby that has started school  is  doing well. I used to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dread&lt;/span&gt; parent teacher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;conferences&lt;/span&gt; with my other kids. With 5 in school there was always at least one really bad report and a couple of not so good ones. Today was different. His teacher called him a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;genius&lt;/span&gt; at least twice, he had the highest scores he could get on everything and she said he and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jocey&lt;/span&gt; are a joy to have in class. She said that she has to be careful of how she corrects baby J  because he is a perfectionist and becomes on the verge of tears if he does anything even slightly wrong. She also said he is shy and she tries to call on him quickly if he raises his hand because he doesn't raise it very often.  I am so proud of the little guy I could bust!! He is such a great son. I feel so blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-2623112236501923734?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2623112236501923734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=2623112236501923734&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/2623112236501923734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/2623112236501923734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/josephs-1st-parent-teacher-conference.html' title='Joseph&apos;s 1st Parent Teacher Conference'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-4902192721373675298</id><published>2008-09-22T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:32:14.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Felll Head Over Heals In LOVE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want this so bad!! I am so in love with it!!! Just think of what I could do if I had such a beauty in my life!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249069314640076482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNhwuxyGXsI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZLixLzk1W48/s400/5dmark2_586x225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.1 Megapixel Full-frame CMOS sensor, 14-bit A/D conversion (16,384 colors/each of 3 primary color), wide range ISO setting of 100-6400 (expandable L: 50, H1: 12800 and H2: 25600).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="" id="featureLink1" href="javascript:dojo.widget.byId(" act="ModelFeaturesTabAct&amp;amp;fcategoryid=215&amp;amp;modelid=17662&amp;amp;pageno=1')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Full HD Video capture at 1920 x 1080 resolution for up to 4GB per clip with HDMI output for HD viewing of stills and video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="" id="featureLink2" href="javascript:dojo.widget.byId(" act="ModelFeaturesTabAct&amp;amp;fcategoryid=215&amp;amp;modelid=17662&amp;amp;pageno=2')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Next generation DIGIC 4 Image Processor for faster processing of fine detail and color reproduction as well as reduced image noise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="" id="featureLink3" href="javascript:dojo.widget.byId(" act="ModelFeaturesTabAct&amp;amp;fcategoryid=215&amp;amp;modelid=17662&amp;amp;pageno=3')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;High performance with 3.9 fps continuous shooting, new shutter with a durability of 150,000 cycles and improved weather-resistant body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="" id="featureLink4" href="javascript:dojo.widget.byId(" act="ModelFeaturesTabAct&amp;amp;fcategoryid=215&amp;amp;modelid=17662&amp;amp;pageno=4')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Live View Function for stills (Quick, Live and Face Detection AF modes) and video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="" id="featureLink5" href="javascript:dojo.widget.byId(" act="ModelFeaturesTabAct&amp;amp;fcategoryid=215&amp;amp;modelid=17662&amp;amp;pageno=5')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3.0-inch Clear View LCD (920,000 dots/VGA) monitor with anti-reflective and scratch-resistant coatings for improved viewing and smudge protection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="" id="featureLink6" href="javascript:dojo.widget.byId(" act="ModelFeaturesTabAct&amp;amp;fcategoryid=215&amp;amp;modelid=17662&amp;amp;pageno=6')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Updated EOS Integrated Cleaning System specifically designed to work with a full-frame sensor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="" id="featureLink7" href="javascript:dojo.widget.byId(" act="ModelFeaturesTabAct&amp;amp;fcategoryid=215&amp;amp;modelid=17662&amp;amp;pageno=7')&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Compatible with over 60 Canon EF Lenses and most EOS System accessories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="f8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Highest ISO Range to Date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;21.1 Megapixel Full-frame CMOS sensor, 14-bit A/D conversion (16,384 colors/each of 3 primary color), wide range ISO setting of 100-6400 (expandable L: 50, H1: 12800 and H2: 25600).&lt;br /&gt;The EOS 5D Mark II features a huge, full-frame sensor. A 21.1-megapixel CMOS sensor delivers images of up to 5616 x 3744 pixels. And since it is full-frame, all lenses will deliver the angle of view they would on a 35mm camera without a conversion factor. This comes in handy especially when shooting with wide-angle lenses. For the flexibility to shoot in even the most dimly lit situations, the EOS 5D Mark II offers Canon's highest ISO sensitivity to date, ranging from 100-6400 (expandable to ISO L: 50, H1: 12800 and H2: 25600). Thanks to improved noise reduction technologies, images shot even at highest sensitivity will be remarkably smooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now I Just have to figure out how to pay for it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-4902192721373675298?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4902192721373675298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=4902192721373675298&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/4902192721373675298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/4902192721373675298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-felll-head-over-heals-in-love.html' title='I Just Felll Head Over Heals In LOVE!!'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNhwuxyGXsI/AAAAAAAAACg/ZLixLzk1W48/s72-c/5dmark2_586x225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-7006400352424764848</id><published>2008-09-22T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:43:00.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Too Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3218/2874858830_ebef18b965_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3218/2874858830_ebef18b965_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess you are never to young to find fault with yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think when ever most of us see a picture of ourselves we find something wrong with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My 5 year old took one look at his picture and said, "my teeth aren't loose they just look funny" He was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;referring&lt;/span&gt; to the gap between all of his teeth. I explained to him that there is just extra room so when his big teeth come in there will be room for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He is way too cute to start this so young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess he comes by it naturally, the first thing I noticed when I saw his picture was the dirt on his face and thought I should have washed his face before I got the camera out... and then I thought I should &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt; it out... he is cute, a little dirt never hurt anyone.&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/3994296951212161742-7006400352424764848?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7006400352424764848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=7006400352424764848&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7006400352424764848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/7006400352424764848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/never-too-young.html' title='Never Too Young'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1294131613051991343</id><published>2008-09-20T23:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:42:09.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3189/2874029475_2e2e34c44c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3189/2874029475_2e2e34c44c_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So I am probably just easily impressed but anyone that has been at my house in the last month will understand. My darling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt; took it upon themselves to destroy my curtains. They pulled down half of the curtain that is attached to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ceiling&lt;/span&gt; and the rod was bent down at a 45 degree angle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My wonderful father in law with the help of my sweet husband came over today and pulled the whole thing down fixed the rod took all the broken pieces off and replaced them. My mother in law sewed the tops where the kids &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unpleated&lt;/span&gt; it when they pulled it down. So I now have brand newly constructed curtains and no longer have to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; to have people come over. I also don't have to use the giant clip to hold the curtain closed any more. Yea!!&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/3994296951212161742-1294131613051991343?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1294131613051991343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1294131613051991343&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1294131613051991343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1294131613051991343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/amazing.html' title='Amazing'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-5838537525929053823</id><published>2008-09-19T22:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:56:36.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lone flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/debetoo/147449914/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/55/147449914_dbe213bb51_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/debetoo/147449914/"&gt;lone flower&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/debetoo/"&gt;Debe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just Trying out something else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-5838537525929053823?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5838537525929053823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=5838537525929053823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/5838537525929053823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/5838537525929053823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/lone-flower.html' title='lone flower'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/55/147449914_dbe213bb51_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-960851362007289776</id><published>2008-09-19T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:42:18.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just trying to figure this whole thing out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Blogging could be fun if I could figure out how to make it do what I want. So I am just making a post to see what I can figure out for myself. This is a picture I took last Sept. while I was in Alaska.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.debej.com/blog/sat%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.debej.com/blog/sat%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is really bad that it is actually easier for me to figure all of this out in the HTML side of things. But now that I am thinking about Alaska I couldn't help but to remember how pretty the fall colors were there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.debej.com/blog/IMG_2620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.debej.com/blog/IMG_2620.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/3994296951212161742-960851362007289776?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/960851362007289776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=960851362007289776&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/960851362007289776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/960851362007289776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-trying-to-figure-this-whole-thing.html' title='Just trying to figure this whole thing out'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-1902600901215288745</id><published>2008-09-19T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:32:10.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Brent's Surprise Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For Brent's 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday I decided to have a surprise party. I told him this elaborate lie, something about one of our good friends son (&lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;is going on a mission&lt;/em&gt;) was having to get married. It just so happened that it was going to be on Brent's birthday and I couldn't do anything about it. I was the perfect ruse because Brent knew Janie would be all upset and need to do lots of phone calls talking about this horrid happening (&lt;em&gt;anytime ANYONE called about the party I told him it was Janie and Brent would tell me to take all the time I needed talking to her and completely understood we needed to talk privately and he didn't mind me leaving the room to talk to her&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNPWptTCi-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/CHKo1tQN1pk/s1600-h/brent+first+50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247774002839194594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNPWptTCi-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/CHKo1tQN1pk/s400/brent+first+50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The party was actually a concert of his music. He writes, arranges and composes church music. So we had 15 songs sung by wonderful singers or played by wonderful violinists. It was an incredible evening.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247773998748109794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNPWpeDpi-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/MdmuUo5RtDg/s400/Brent+by+Jackman.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The party was a complete surprise to Brent! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He got to the church and the parking lot was full of cars (&lt;em&gt;which fit for the wedding&lt;/em&gt;) then he came into the building and saw Janie in the kitchen and said hi to her. He said as he was walking down the hall he thought it was odd she was in the kitchen but by then he was too busy trying to figure out why I was standing by the chapel and was wondering what was going on in there. By this time he began to wonder why the organ was playing at wedding reception. When he got to me I handed him a program and he got this super confused look on his face. I told him, "Happy Birthday". He was still standing there looking confused so I told him to follow me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;People on the stand said they could see the confusion on his face and see the wheels spinning. He said as he walked into the chapel (&lt;em&gt;we had the concert in the chapel, it was very much like a fireside, prayers and all&lt;/em&gt;) he realized that all these people (&lt;em&gt;125-130 people&lt;/em&gt;) were there for him. It wasn't until he sat down and looked at the program that he realized that it was a concert of his music. At that point emotions took over and I have never seen him so happy. He said now he knows what it would be like to attend his own funeral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNPWK2RGzMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/E5g8L5XMQ6g/s1600-h/100_5506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247773472671059138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNPWK2RGzMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/E5g8L5XMQ6g/s400/100_5506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The cake was BEAUTIFUL!! Thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://hotmamashouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Janie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;!! It was also delicious, yummy and probably the best tasting cake I have ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;eaten&lt;/span&gt;!! I know who I am paying to make every cake from now on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-1902600901215288745?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1902600901215288745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=1902600901215288745&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1902600901215288745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/1902600901215288745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/brents-surprise-party.html' title='Brent&apos;s Surprise Party'/><author><name>Debe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11821762971516199082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SOPZXojqGMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GGAAX5KMq4Q/s1600-R/2899180215_3d116e313a_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO54tkMRcG4/SNPWptTCi-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/CHKo1tQN1pk/s72-c/brent+first+50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3994296951212161742.post-2853462416289418592</id><published>2008-09-17T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:26:39.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm... I have to start somewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So this is my starting post. Not that I have time to blog but my friends make it look way too fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3994296951212161742-2853462416289418592?l=debesplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2853462416289418592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3994296951212161742&amp;postID=2853462416289418592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/2853462416289418592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3994296951212161742/posts/default/2853462416289418592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://debesplace.blogspot.com/2008/09/hmmmm-i-have-to-start-somewhere.html' title='Hmmmm... 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