<?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-8359500404258872174</id><updated>2011-11-09T13:23:37.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's off my chest now</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>283</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1049071166076207464</id><published>2011-10-15T10:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T10:28:46.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbers</title><content type='html'>Everyone strives to be number one, but to achieve the status of the best, doesn't always mean you are the winner with the highest number. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner of a basketball or football game or soccer match has the highest score. The winner of a golf match is the lowest score. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school, you want to achieve 100 rather than 75.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your health the highest number isn't always the best, and sometimes the lowest number is just as bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't we all just be normal? How easy would that be to achieve?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1049071166076207464?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1049071166076207464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1049071166076207464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1049071166076207464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1049071166076207464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/10/numbers.html' title='Numbers'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1559417462244018720</id><published>2011-09-14T08:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T09:55:52.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Town</title><content type='html'>I was born in a small town&lt;br /&gt;and I live in a small town&lt;br /&gt;probably die in a small town&lt;br /&gt;oh, those small communities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are some of the lyrics to one of my favorite John Mellencamp songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes small town communities can be a good thing, sometimes it is more drama than one can bare. Yesterday, in Crothersville, it was a good thing. Two gentlemen from a utility came to our small town Town Hall to inquire about an address and gentleman who they had an appointment with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had been to Mr. X's address, but he was not home. The utility workers had been to our Town Hall in the past and obtained information on addresses and individuals and wanted to try us again to see if we could help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The homeowner in question is usually in one of two places. If he's not home, he's at a local establishment visiting with his friends. When the utility workers told us they needed inside Mr. X's home to make repairs and he wasn't answering the door, they asked if we knew where he might be. "Sure do" I said. I called the local VFW Post and asked the manager if Mr. X was there (like he always is!) To my surprise, he wasn't! I couldn't believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of his was going out of town to a flea market and he decided to tag along. Mr. X had a brother who was at the VFW and he was going to call another brother who would meet the utility workers at Mr. X's residence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem solved...only in a small town...almost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty minutes later the utility workers show back up telling us the brother never showed and wondered if we could make another phone call to him to see what was happening. Calling the VFW manager again and asking the brother to call the other brother and have the utility worker go back to Mr. X's residence and wait again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess something wasn't working correctly because a few minutes later the utility worker comes back telling us no one ever showed up and he was wondering if I could reschedule Mr. X's appointment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the manager again and ask what time Mr. X usually shows up at the VFW. &lt;br /&gt;We determined sometime between noon and 2:00 pm would be a good time to reschedule Mr. X's appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this was all over I wondered if we were in Indianapolis, Louisville, Chicago, or any other larger city, these utility workers and Mr. X wouldn't have been so lucky to have their appointment rescheduled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes small town's can be a good thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was born in a small town&lt;br /&gt;and I can breathe in a small town&lt;br /&gt;gonna die in a small town&lt;br /&gt;ah, that's probably where they'll bury me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1559417462244018720?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1559417462244018720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1559417462244018720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1559417462244018720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1559417462244018720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/09/small-town.html' title='Small Town'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-977835345379067518</id><published>2011-08-16T11:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:32:24.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Always On My Mind</title><content type='html'>Today, August 16, 1977, 34 years ago...What were you doing? I was 17 and babysitting my younger brother, Larry, as both my parents were working. During the afternoon I was washing the dishes for the day when my friend pulled in the driveway. As she was getting out of the car to tell me the sad news, I heard it on the radio...Elvis Presley was dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? How could that be? Of course back then we didn't have cable TV in Uniontown, Indiana, HLN, Fox News, Nancy Grace, Vinnie Politan, or Jane Velez Mitchell. We just had local news and the radio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvis was and will always be the King and we will continue play is music and smile when we hear his voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the chance to go see in in the summer of '77, but declined the free ticket and thought I'd see him the next time he was in Indianapolis or Louisville. Little did I realize that concert was his last one he'd ever do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/u9sRJ-eOHnc?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-977835345379067518?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/977835345379067518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=977835345379067518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/977835345379067518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/977835345379067518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/08/always-on-my-mind.html' title='Always On My Mind'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/u9sRJ-eOHnc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-7957623972099332206</id><published>2011-08-04T21:42:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T08:33:20.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures and Adventures!</title><content type='html'>Our family home away from home for the week while we were on vacation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_xB688PWdU/TjtbMmap6YI/AAAAAAAAAd0/p0XBrqD__6c/s1600/july%2B2011%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_xB688PWdU/TjtbMmap6YI/AAAAAAAAAd0/p0XBrqD__6c/s400/july%2B2011%2B005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637199630613211522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year our family grew by four people. My BFF's Shelley and Perry, along with Perry's nephews, Coty and Alex, joined us for a week of fun and relaxation. And that's exactly what we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a couple pictures of inside our cabin in the Smokies at Hidden Mountain Resorts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gZVBrc2wqUI/Tjta3MNeCzI/AAAAAAAAAds/up-G5tWbxao/s1600/july%2B2011%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gZVBrc2wqUI/Tjta3MNeCzI/AAAAAAAAAds/up-G5tWbxao/s400/july%2B2011%2B002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637199262801333042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LGdIWHOtr0s/TjtZj4QsGXI/AAAAAAAAAdM/IMqRqPksHxY/s1600/july%2B2011%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LGdIWHOtr0s/TjtZj4QsGXI/AAAAAAAAAdM/IMqRqPksHxY/s400/july%2B2011%2B001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637197831516985714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never got my camera out of the bag until the day we left, so I didn't capture all of our good times, I was too busy relaxing in our private pool...and cooking!!! :D  We had everything, including the kitchen sink! From grilled hamburgers, hot dogs and sausage, mini meatloaf (A1 is the best!), tater tot casserole, goulash, cheesy and twice baked potatoes, chicken wraps, and that was just the supper meals! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in my element for the week...setting up menus, and creating delicious meals and desserts for my 'guests' and watching them enjoy eating and coming back for seconds! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, the week came to an end, but not before we solved all the problems of the world and made some memories that will last a lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OowW60jSO5Q/TjtabPtyyGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/R6kBnh5xKvM/s1600/july%2B2011%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OowW60jSO5Q/TjtabPtyyGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/R6kBnh5xKvM/s400/july%2B2011%2B004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637198782705879138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FYrb_GclAIQ/TjtZyXb7xAI/AAAAAAAAAdU/8RmBSPAfM00/s1600/july%2B2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FYrb_GclAIQ/TjtZyXb7xAI/AAAAAAAAAdU/8RmBSPAfM00/s400/july%2B2011%2B003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637198080403817474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again...Good bye Tennessee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-deRA711Wn1M/TjtaD2UZ0YI/AAAAAAAAAdc/jGCsi9KdKXU/s1600/july%2B2011%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-deRA711Wn1M/TjtaD2UZ0YI/AAAAAAAAAdc/jGCsi9KdKXU/s400/july%2B2011%2B007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637198380751507842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-7957623972099332206?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7957623972099332206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=7957623972099332206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7957623972099332206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7957623972099332206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/08/pictures-and-adventures.html' title='Pictures and Adventures!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_xB688PWdU/TjtbMmap6YI/AAAAAAAAAd0/p0XBrqD__6c/s72-c/july%2B2011%2B005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-3480718954895681891</id><published>2011-07-26T17:47:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T19:27:55.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Year Older</title><content type='html'>This morning at 7:09 a.m. Patrick was another year older. Seventeen years! Where has the time gone?  I thought it was just a few months ago I brought this bundle of joy home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-slnIfJg9tm0/Ti9SxZqie1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/SxNcIS6nWv8/s1600/photo-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-slnIfJg9tm0/Ti9SxZqie1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/SxNcIS6nWv8/s400/photo-2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633812667520154450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next picture is of Patrick at about 5 months old. He is wearing the same outfit his dad wore and had his picture taken about 35 years earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z21LN4Pu4bg/Ti9UDJt3eyI/AAAAAAAAAcM/FzNwpZqQxQ8/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z21LN4Pu4bg/Ti9UDJt3eyI/AAAAAAAAAcM/FzNwpZqQxQ8/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633814071988419362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His smile still melts my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wrEMriB2UGE/Ti9U17cXzhI/AAAAAAAAAcU/gcnJnm8K8x8/s1600/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wrEMriB2UGE/Ti9U17cXzhI/AAAAAAAAAcU/gcnJnm8K8x8/s400/12.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633814944330272274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xt_u9u96CZI/Ti9VMPp0OUI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ZI_XCf76mfg/s1600/july%2B2011%2B014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xt_u9u96CZI/Ti9VMPp0OUI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ZI_XCf76mfg/s400/july%2B2011%2B014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633815327712491842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xAo0hizghJE/Ti9Y6stBiaI/AAAAAAAAAck/6mliyj3Aiho/s1600/july%2B2011%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xAo0hizghJE/Ti9Y6stBiaI/AAAAAAAAAck/6mliyj3Aiho/s400/july%2B2011%2B010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633819424319441314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lighting the candles, all 17 of 'em, making a wish and blowing them out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MUNkz1r6gBs/Ti9Y7IgSqjI/AAAAAAAAAcs/dSzNmB8FMNM/s1600/july%2B2011%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MUNkz1r6gBs/Ti9Y7IgSqjI/AAAAAAAAAcs/dSzNmB8FMNM/s400/july%2B2011%2B011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633819431782230578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fgKp_SoeX5M/Ti9Y7bdIuvI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gt4lcv4cEfs/s1600/july%2B2011%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fgKp_SoeX5M/Ti9Y7bdIuvI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gt4lcv4cEfs/s400/july%2B2011%2B012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633819436869270258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many birthdays Patrick has, he'll &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; be my baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vferb1RrruM/Ti9ZUlJC2yI/AAAAAAAAAc8/g9rKu0AZ6gY/s1600/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vferb1RrruM/Ti9ZUlJC2yI/AAAAAAAAAc8/g9rKu0AZ6gY/s400/122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633819868966083362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-3480718954895681891?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3480718954895681891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=3480718954895681891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3480718954895681891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3480718954895681891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-year-older.html' title='Another Year Older'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-slnIfJg9tm0/Ti9SxZqie1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/SxNcIS6nWv8/s72-c/photo-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-4661965550665615170</id><published>2011-07-18T07:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T08:12:45.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh Maze Ing</title><content type='html'>Isn't it strange how just a few hours down the road can make a huge difference in your life? Old friends, new friends, family...sometimes I think I will never go back too reality. Maybe I won't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ear Swan Forth Erode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says, "Here's one for the road"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Issues Home Hutch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says, "I miss you so much"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanks Ford Deem Emmma Reese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks for the memories"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I say, "In just a few days we've created memories that will last a life time!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-4661965550665615170?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4661965550665615170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=4661965550665615170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4661965550665615170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4661965550665615170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/07/uh-maze-ing.html' title='Uh Maze Ing'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-8349564458441747761</id><published>2011-07-15T09:09:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T09:09:00.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know She's Smiling Saying, "Don't Worry About Me"</title><content type='html'>Some days are harder than others. Some days I laugh, some days I smile, then some days I cry. Every time I hear this song I shed a tear, but then I see her million dollar smile, feel her touch, and hear her say, "Don't worry 'bout me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zCvgXw-Bh04?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did she have to go &lt;br /&gt;So young I just don't know why &lt;br /&gt;Things happen half the time &lt;br /&gt;Without reason without rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Lovely, sweet young woman&lt;br /&gt;Daughter, wife and mother&lt;br /&gt;Makes no sense to me&lt;br /&gt;I just have to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels&lt;br /&gt;By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees&lt;br /&gt;And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting&lt;br /&gt;And I know she's smiling saying&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved ones she left behind&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to survive &lt;br /&gt;And understand the why&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so lost inside&lt;br /&gt;Anger shot straight at God&lt;br /&gt;Then asking for His love&lt;br /&gt;Empty with disbelief &lt;br /&gt;Just hoping that maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels&lt;br /&gt;By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees&lt;br /&gt;And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting&lt;br /&gt;And I know she's smiling saying&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Her picture in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Will always be of times I'll cherish&lt;br /&gt;And I won't cry 'cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels&lt;br /&gt;By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees&lt;br /&gt;And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting&lt;br /&gt;And I know she's smiling saying&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;Don`t worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6MKWhV-3_ik/Th-7qEY3G8I/AAAAAAAAAbw/Li_p_yYebN8/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6MKWhV-3_ik/Th-7qEY3G8I/AAAAAAAAAbw/Li_p_yYebN8/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629424390643325890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-8349564458441747761?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8349564458441747761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=8349564458441747761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/8349564458441747761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/8349564458441747761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-know-shes-smiling-saying-dont-worry.html' title='I Know She&apos;s Smiling Saying, &quot;Don&apos;t Worry About Me&quot;'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zCvgXw-Bh04/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-4719548956891342643</id><published>2011-07-12T22:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T23:45:58.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PepsiCo Funding Crap!</title><content type='html'>Today when I get home and open my mailbox I find a brochure from Seymour High School. They are informing me and many others in Jackson County that they are accepting out of district enrollment applications for grades 9-12!!!! If your goal is to be the BEST, join the Best! (insert laughter here!) In small, bold print at the bottom it says funding for the preparation and mailing of this brochure is generously provided by PepsiCo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep you updated, YOU wasted alot of money on this crap PepsiCo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening the brochure I find courses students can choose at SHS, C4 classes, pictures of a classroom, soccer, football, baseball, golf, basketball, tennis, a swimming pool and the weight room. On another page I see cheerleaders pictures, drama, track, volleyball wrestling, choir, band, softball, FFA and more blah, blah, blah about the technology, labs, clubs, organizations and arts clubs offered at SHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Seymour scared of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why send out these brochures to Jackson County residents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who came up with this idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, what is Seymour scared of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe Crothersville is moving forward and moving quickly. Has someone in the Seymour school systems been taking notes of our progression? New technology is coming to CHS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crothersville Community Schools 1:1 initiative has made the national spotlight in the Scholastic School Administrator Magazine. The school will also be featured in the Back to School print addition. This is a HUGE recognition for CHS. Crothersville is one of only 10 schools in the nation to receive the best in tech recognition. Everyone should be proud of Crothersville!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a couple links I'd like to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://blogs.scholastic.com/bestintechtoday/2011/07/kuno-11-android-drew-markel.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMpDN7-oBaA&amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, new CISCO phone install is almost completed. All staff and teachers will have access to their own personal voicemail. Also with the addition of a PRI data line the corporation has unlimited long distance calling. This technology compliments the technology that is already in place at CHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, Crothersville is moving up in the world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To answer my own question from early..."Yes, Seymour I guess you are scared!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed: Proud parent of a Crothersville Junior Senior High School Student!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-4719548956891342643?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4719548956891342643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=4719548956891342643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4719548956891342643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4719548956891342643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/07/pepsico-funding-crap.html' title='PepsiCo Funding Crap!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-2085974149473933583</id><published>2011-07-08T13:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T13:56:28.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Liftoff</title><content type='html'>Today NASA launched the Atlantis space shuttle for the final time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BEj_UnZrGpk/ThdRPDdIREI/AAAAAAAAAbo/sy0gR6QL50M/s1600/a_shuttle_kluger_0708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BEj_UnZrGpk/ThdRPDdIREI/AAAAAAAAAbo/sy0gR6QL50M/s400/a_shuttle_kluger_0708.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627055578490094658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 33 years and 135 missions this will mark the end of the space shuttle adventures when Atlantis lands on July 20, 2011. Someone has decided it is too expensive to continue with the shuttle program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few delays this morning, I watched as the shuttle blasted off from the launch pad in Florida. As the shuttle turned in the sky and made its way into the clouds, I heard the ground crew instruct the astronauts to "go with throttle up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cringe when I hear those words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In January 1986, as teacher Christa McAuliffe and six others made their way into space, the crew at Kennedy Space Center instructed the Challenger space shuttle to "go with throttle up" then the shuttle exploded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a terrible feeling I still remember 25 years later. Today's mission however, seemed to go off without any problems. They will docking at the space station, unloading supplies, then headed back to earth at the end of the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to outer space and back has fulfilled many dreams. Maybe Mars isn't out of the question!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-2085974149473933583?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2085974149473933583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=2085974149473933583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/2085974149473933583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/2085974149473933583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/07/final-liftoff.html' title='Final Liftoff'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BEj_UnZrGpk/ThdRPDdIREI/AAAAAAAAAbo/sy0gR6QL50M/s72-c/a_shuttle_kluger_0708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-3717911206892063624</id><published>2011-07-05T19:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T19:05:36.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Justice?</title><content type='html'>My favorite picture of a little girl I never knew, &lt;br /&gt;but yet I knew everything about her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caylee Marie Anthony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JuSgIlfz4PU/ThOl4LP6K4I/AAAAAAAAAbg/32b-qO_GY_Y/s1600/G449_photo01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JuSgIlfz4PU/ThOl4LP6K4I/AAAAAAAAAbg/32b-qO_GY_Y/s400/G449_photo01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626022744026655618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, July 5, 2011, Caylee's mother, Casey Marie Anthony was found not guilty on all counts of murdering her 2-year old daughter in Florida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I think the devil was victorious today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-3717911206892063624?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3717911206892063624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=3717911206892063624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3717911206892063624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3717911206892063624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/07/justice.html' title='Justice?'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JuSgIlfz4PU/ThOl4LP6K4I/AAAAAAAAAbg/32b-qO_GY_Y/s72-c/G449_photo01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1068261842981042559</id><published>2011-07-04T14:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T15:15:14.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>365 Days Have Passed</title><content type='html'>At this time last year, Patrick and I were trying to figure out what to take to a Fourth of July cookout at my bestest friends home. We ended up taking 7-layer dip and chips to share with everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening, as the sun had set, we enjoyed some fireworks Kendra had purchased in Tennessee a few weeks earlier. We had a great time, ate some great food, and shared some memoriable laughs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were actually planning on traveling together on our next vacation in July 2011. Little did I know at the time that would never take place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not been a day that has went by where I've not thought of Kendra. Whether it be a tear that's fell, or a smile, and even laughter at times, I've thought of her every single day and miss the awesome times we shared together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share a couple photos I have of Kendra. She was beautiful inside and out and an amazing friend, who I miss dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-huTN-8RGcTY/ThIdTR8_2eI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/fcy_bfp4WOw/s1600/Kendra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-huTN-8RGcTY/ThIdTR8_2eI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/fcy_bfp4WOw/s400/Kendra.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625591101613136354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace Kendra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gJ0QoMjXFP8/ThIdeAaxy6I/AAAAAAAAAbY/WZwRuKD2K3Q/s1600/Kendra1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gJ0QoMjXFP8/ThIdeAaxy6I/AAAAAAAAAbY/WZwRuKD2K3Q/s400/Kendra1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625591285884767138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1068261842981042559?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1068261842981042559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1068261842981042559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1068261842981042559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1068261842981042559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/07/365-days-have-passed.html' title='365 Days Have Passed'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-huTN-8RGcTY/ThIdTR8_2eI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/fcy_bfp4WOw/s72-c/Kendra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-728489029003048121</id><published>2011-06-28T20:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T21:24:48.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Tell The Truth</title><content type='html'>There are so many players involved in the Casey Anthony murder trial. If you have watched any of the coverage at all you'll recognize the following names. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casey's deceased daughter Caylee, Casey's parents, George and Cynthia, and her brother Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was day 41 on Casey's murder trial. A day where over 92,000 bloggers at WFTV.com watched the court proceedings. Roy Kronk, a meter reader for the Orlando area and the man who found Caylee's remains in a wooded area, was scheduled to be on the stand today. He was. Chaney Mason, part of the defense team, tried to discredit Mr. Kronk. The defense claims Mr. Kronk received little Caylee's body from George and stored her body from June through December, 2008, then disposed of her remains in the wooded area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the defense questioning, the prosecution asked Roy if he knew George, Cindy, Lee, Casey, or Caylee. Each time he answered 'no'. He's telling the truth and I believe him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the day George was asked to take the stand for the fifth time. This time he was asked about an alleged affair he had with River Cruz. He denied the affair and I believe him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After George was Cindy. This was the seventh time Cindy had been in the witness seat. She was asked if she had sent anyone to the area where Caylee was eventually found to video tape someone looking for Caylee's remains. She said no when asked three different times. Each time she lied, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was brother Lee taking the witness stand. He was asked if he knew anything about his mother sending someone to video tape the search of Caylee's remains. He stated his mother and he had gotten into a argument about the search and video tapping of the area. Lee was upset because Cindy had someone looking for Caylee's remains, rather than a live Caylee. He stated all of the video tapping was done at her request. In my opinion, Lee is telling the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the cable channel you can watch Jane Velez Mitchell, Nancy Grace, Dr Drew, Vinnie Politan, In Session and several other shows totally devoted to the Casey Anthony murder trial. I find it odd when you watch the hosts of the shows and their guests, they are describing the latest happenings in the court room and what had taken place for the day, it's a little different than what I had actually seen happened for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to a video showing a mad Casey Anthony:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.wftv.com/video/28380321/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was after the prosecution and defense team had been at a sidebar with Judge Belvin Perry. To me, it looks as if Casey is mad at her lead attorney, Jose Baez and is telling Chaney Mason what she thinks of what just happened at the sidebar. As Baez turns around to look at Casey, she acts like a child who's been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. She doesn't want Baez seeing her giving him hell and is trying to conceal her anger. Once he turns around, she is talking in Mason's ear about what happened. To hear the media tell it, she realizes the cameras are on her and she is changing her tune. Again, I think they are wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy Grace stated it was Casey who demanded from her attorneys they test her to see if she is competent to stand trial, when actually it was the defense team who asked the court to have her tested. Again the media was wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only one of over 90,000 bloggers and 2.5 million hits on a website, waiting to see if the truth will ever be told. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you raise your right hand and swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, so help you God, I'd hate to be the one not telling the truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, no one, other than Casey, will know what truly happened to her little 2-year old Caylee Marie Anthony on a hot summer day in June 2008. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Casey take the stand and swear to tell the truth, or won't she?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-728489029003048121?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/728489029003048121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=728489029003048121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/728489029003048121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/728489029003048121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/06/to-tell-truth.html' title='To Tell The Truth'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-3657345903309964652</id><published>2011-06-19T11:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T12:01:03.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless</title><content type='html'>Fish sandwich $3.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chips $0.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi $1.25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A front row seat for the weekend at the Grassy Fork Volunteer Fire Department's 45th annual truck and tractor pulls in Tampico...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m3xDc8HtJUc/Tf4q5ZiO6uI/AAAAAAAAAbI/yTJrulMpUUI/s1600/pulls11.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m3xDc8HtJUc/Tf4q5ZiO6uI/AAAAAAAAAbI/yTJrulMpUUI/s400/pulls11.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619976550600338146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...with 10,000+ other friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfKWzd96pS4/Tf4pvyj2xJI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Ax3sEg2V1c0/s1600/photo.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfKWzd96pS4/Tf4pvyj2xJI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Ax3sEg2V1c0/s400/photo.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619975286007710866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...PRICELESS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-3657345903309964652?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3657345903309964652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=3657345903309964652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3657345903309964652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3657345903309964652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/06/priceless.html' title='Priceless'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m3xDc8HtJUc/Tf4q5ZiO6uI/AAAAAAAAAbI/yTJrulMpUUI/s72-c/pulls11.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-5179714489837496901</id><published>2011-06-16T22:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T22:51:09.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anticipation/Disappointment</title><content type='html'>More of the Casey Anthony trial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the 31st day of the trial, including jury selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caylee Marie Anthony was missing for 31 days before her grandmother called 911 to report her missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, June 16, (2008) is the last day anyone seen Caylee alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, June 16, (2011) is the first day the attorneys have started presenting their case to the jury in defense of Casey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mounds of evidence have been compiled and presented to the jury by the State. Over 300 items have been entered into evidence. Over 50 individuals, friends, family, police, FBI agents, crime scene investigators, etc., have testified for the State.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was a day of anticipation. The opening day for the defense. What a day of disappointment! Jose Baez, lead attorney for the defense, was windy and boring. One journalist made a comment that Judge Belvin Perry was going to have to ask the jurors what type of eggnog they liked, because at the pace the defense was going, they'd be there till Christmas!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at 3PM, balloons were released in memory of Caylee Marie. As the balloons floated up into the sky, people outside the courthouse in Orlando, Florida cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wonder how some of these people involved with this case sleep at night? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 32 tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-5179714489837496901?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5179714489837496901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=5179714489837496901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5179714489837496901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5179714489837496901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/06/anticipationdisappointment.html' title='Anticipation/Disappointment'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-3350052661837448379</id><published>2011-06-14T07:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T09:00:32.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 30 About To Start!</title><content type='html'>What have you been doing for the past 30 days? I've been keeping up-to-date with the Casey Anthony trial in Orlando, Florida. For those of you out of the loop, Casey is the mother accused of killing her 2-year old daughter, Caylee Marie in 2008. For 31 days Casey told no one about her missing daughter. It wasn't until Casey's mother Cindy finally found Casey and started asking questions that Casey admitted she had not seen her daughter Caylee for a month! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.cayleedaily.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above link will give you a complete update on the case from day one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 30, which is today, finds the State of Florida about to wrap up the case against Ms. Anthony. I feel it's too soon. There is so much information they have not shared with the jury, but hopefully what they have shared will be enough to convict Casey of this horrible crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a break from watching the case this past Saturday. (day 27) The previous night I had a dream during the night I was out searching for Caylee's body. I was going through the woods, looking for any signs of the little 2-year old. About the time I spotted what appeared to be Caylee, my dream shifted to the courtroom. I was seated in the witness seat answering questions from Jeff Ashton! My dream sifted again as Jose Baez, lead attorney for the defense, started to question me. Along with the other jurors, I was seated in the jury listening to the testimony of a expert witness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never got to complete my dream because I was startled by the alarm going off. I thought after my restless night of dreaming about this case, I'd better take a day away from it, but little did I know, I was going to get a break on Monday also. Yesterday the State needed to quit early since their next witness would not be coming to Florida till this afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it was 1:00PM and Judge Belvin Perry was bringing in the jury! I've had my 'break' and I'm ready to get back to hearing this case against Ms. Anthony! I'll be sure to post when the trial is over and let you know the outcome...unless I dream it first!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-3350052661837448379?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3350052661837448379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=3350052661837448379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3350052661837448379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3350052661837448379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-30-about-to-start.html' title='Day 30 About To Start!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-7209761161202985069</id><published>2011-06-11T23:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T23:32:12.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is It?</title><content type='html'>This morning started out early then quickly got interesting. Patrick's class hosted a co-ed volleyball tournament today. We had a great group of athletes to compete throughout the morning and into the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As normal, I was up early and finishing up on some last minute paper work. Once I got that done, I was off to the volleyball court. Of course, Patrick had to drive separate from me, since he would be staying longer or leaving early than I planned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was getting set up for the day, I hear a loud knock at the door and my phone rings. Patrick is on the other end all excited telling me he had found an albino creature. I laughed and told him I would be right there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I found when I opened the door:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k1rPhEuE9EA/TfRAlRdp_HI/AAAAAAAAAa4/UhQtMaMUWKU/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k1rPhEuE9EA/TfRAlRdp_HI/AAAAAAAAAa4/UhQtMaMUWKU/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617185644324977778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure it's an albino, but it was quite interesting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-7209761161202985069?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7209761161202985069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=7209761161202985069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7209761161202985069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7209761161202985069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-is-it.html' title='What Is It?'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k1rPhEuE9EA/TfRAlRdp_HI/AAAAAAAAAa4/UhQtMaMUWKU/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1536084799617594132</id><published>2011-06-10T17:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T17:07:47.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Can Do Is Smile</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know. This has the same title as my previous blog post. There is reason behind it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite brother...yes, I know...I have TWO brothers. I can call ONE of them my favorite...cause my other brother doesn't have the internet! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had to laugh this week when my brother Guy called me and told me I almost had the lyrics to one of his favorite songs as my blog title. I never thought of it at the time, and probably would have never realized it, unless he would have pointed it out to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KF0gsbQKhD8?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1536084799617594132?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1536084799617594132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1536084799617594132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1536084799617594132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1536084799617594132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/06/all-i-can-do-is-smile_10.html' title='All I Can Do Is Smile'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KF0gsbQKhD8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-5924158322885109573</id><published>2011-06-07T20:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T20:49:32.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Can Do Is Smile</title><content type='html'>I absolutely love spring sports. Baseball, softball, track, and golf. Don't get me wrong...I like volleyball and basketball too, but it's just something about the outdoors in the spring that makes the sports more enjoyable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, the spring sports for my family ended Friday. The golf team traveled to Otis Park to play in their sectional. This was my second time there and it was still as beautiful as the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U_Z6pDK-iSo/Te7QjMh7J7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/4JllMRuMTFI/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U_Z6pDK-iSo/Te7QjMh7J7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/4JllMRuMTFI/s400/029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615655088455100338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team started out on hole 10 at 8a.m. and played through hole 18, then tee'd off on hole 1 a little after 10a.m. to complete their 18 holes for the day. The weather was beautiful with almost perfect temperature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was really working good was Patrick's shots. He finished the back 9 holes and set a new school record with a score of 40, breaking the old school record of 42. The news spread like wildfire and everyone was congratulating Patrick as he made his way to the next 9 holes. I quickly found out if he could tally a 56 on the second 9, he'd break the record for 18 holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had just scored a 40, surely he could do 9 more holes in less than 56 hits. Well, YES he did! Patrick ended up hitting 47 on the front 9, for a total of 87...a school record for 18 holes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_2ZiOCF8E44/Te7S2wZZl0I/AAAAAAAAAaY/dRgcg5GeO6w/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_2ZiOCF8E44/Te7S2wZZl0I/AAAAAAAAAaY/dRgcg5GeO6w/s400/033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615657623523792706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oAFlk6LgElQ/Te7S2b8KCjI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/JnVYVxJ_yRs/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oAFlk6LgElQ/Te7S2b8KCjI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/JnVYVxJ_yRs/s400/031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615657618032429618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick had a nice young man from Eastern Greene who was his with him all morning and most of the afternoon. His name was Landon. Hopefully we will get to see him and his mother again next spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hebk29-57w/Te7ThgVomGI/AAAAAAAAAag/UMg7yY_zr7A/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hebk29-57w/Te7ThgVomGI/AAAAAAAAAag/UMg7yY_zr7A/s400/044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615658357947406434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems just like yesterday our spring sports consisted of coaching Patrick in pee-wee league baseball. My, my, where has the time gone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations son, I'm extremely proud of the young man you have become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dBII4TFhATI/Te7UfzczfUI/AAAAAAAAAaw/8hXVIyuhnbw/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dBII4TFhATI/Te7UfzczfUI/AAAAAAAAAaw/8hXVIyuhnbw/s400/020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615659428229643586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZX2hfMhovw4/Te7UfuVw_BI/AAAAAAAAAao/cQ_Z-z8sI-0/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZX2hfMhovw4/Te7UfuVw_BI/AAAAAAAAAao/cQ_Z-z8sI-0/s400/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615659426857942034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-5924158322885109573?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5924158322885109573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=5924158322885109573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5924158322885109573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5924158322885109573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/06/all-i-can-do-is-smile.html' title='All I Can Do Is Smile'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U_Z6pDK-iSo/Te7QjMh7J7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/4JllMRuMTFI/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-5423417301292003164</id><published>2011-05-03T11:06:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T11:38:43.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe It!</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago Jay the weatherman said we were already 8 inches above the rainfall total for the year and it was only April! After the last couple weeks of rain, we are probably flirting with 10 to 12 inches above normal. By the time August gets here our overall rain total will probably be in the minus column. Seems like there can never be a happy medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids have been trying to play baseball, softball, and have track meets, but most have been cancelled due to the wet weather conditions. I'll share some pictures with everyone so we can look back at these in a few months and say remember when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully a home baseball game is in our near future, but right now it don't look to promising...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5X_Td00jRKs/TcAqn2mAr5I/AAAAAAAAAZc/Ilan5oiUDAU/s1600/bbfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5X_Td00jRKs/TcAqn2mAr5I/AAAAAAAAAZc/Ilan5oiUDAU/s400/bbfield.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602524800607104914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A golf match at Westwood, in Scottsburg, would be nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EqlaFNT4gq0/TcArCCnhXGI/AAAAAAAAAZk/EdkPYuJMAqA/s1600/golf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EqlaFNT4gq0/TcArCCnhXGI/AAAAAAAAAZk/EdkPYuJMAqA/s400/golf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602525250511264866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading east on Crothersville Road, 600 South, is a little difficult. If you had a boat, you could easily make it to Hardy Lake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zAZkFgzLRPs/TcArdPU4TvI/AAAAAAAAAZs/daQgyM0vIWo/s1600/croad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zAZkFgzLRPs/TcArdPU4TvI/AAAAAAAAAZs/daQgyM0vIWo/s400/croad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602525717779205874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The railroad bridge, south of Town, is still standing in the swollen river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5isCGFJect0/TcAr0yzQAGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/EOsDGiLPRw4/s1600/rr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5isCGFJect0/TcAr0yzQAGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/EOsDGiLPRw4/s400/rr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602526122438819938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear my dad tell of when he was a kid and had to walk to school, in the snow, up hill, both ways! Of course there isn't any pictures to prove this theory. Well, years from know when I'm telling my grand kids how expensive everything was, I'll have pictures to prove it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j3prGxekIO8/TcAsR910ttI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/KPhJL-KfW-Y/s1600/gas417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j3prGxekIO8/TcAsR910ttI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/KPhJL-KfW-Y/s400/gas417.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602526623618610898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken on Saturday, April 30, 2011. Since then, 4 days ago, the price has increased to $4.28, but as of May 3rd it's $4.09. Memorial weekend, $5.00, probably :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-5423417301292003164?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5423417301292003164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=5423417301292003164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5423417301292003164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5423417301292003164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/05/believe-it.html' title='Believe It!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5X_Td00jRKs/TcAqn2mAr5I/AAAAAAAAAZc/Ilan5oiUDAU/s72-c/bbfield.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-7770735132578303657</id><published>2011-04-27T15:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T11:06:14.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>Around 2 o'clock today I got a call from a former co-worker telling me about our friend Don had just passed away. I have so many good and funny memories of Don and the things he used to do to try to get the 'girls in the office' railed. Sometimes it worked, and sometimes it didn't. The best of times is when Nancy, Marlene, and I would get one over on Don. At first he wouldn't laugh, but later, sometimes years later, he'd finally see the humor we were trying to create! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aaGqBAYjxYc/Tbh-_LLF6CI/AAAAAAAAAZU/frSMtLa2ejQ/s1600/Don"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aaGqBAYjxYc/Tbh-_LLF6CI/AAAAAAAAAZU/frSMtLa2ejQ/s400/Don" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600365760431384610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is a picture of the Town Council president, Bill, with Don after his retirement, receiving his plaque from the Town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Don's in a much better place, finally pain free, and full of joy. I'm sure Danny is happy to see him again and they have probably already pulled a few pranks! I'm sure going to miss him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-7770735132578303657?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7770735132578303657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=7770735132578303657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7770735132578303657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7770735132578303657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/sadness.html' title='Sadness'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aaGqBAYjxYc/Tbh-_LLF6CI/AAAAAAAAAZU/frSMtLa2ejQ/s72-c/Don' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-8484014918968254452</id><published>2011-04-24T14:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T14:49:09.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To My Dad</title><content type='html'>April 21st, my favorite dad turned 79 years old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iV0mv7EXt1Y/TbR-kWLtYrI/AAAAAAAAAZM/VCy1kuv1OX0/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iV0mv7EXt1Y/TbR-kWLtYrI/AAAAAAAAAZM/VCy1kuv1OX0/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599239399623451314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-8484014918968254452?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8484014918968254452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=8484014918968254452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/8484014918968254452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/8484014918968254452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-to-my-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday To My Dad'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iV0mv7EXt1Y/TbR-kWLtYrI/AAAAAAAAAZM/VCy1kuv1OX0/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-2377706751056259587</id><published>2011-04-13T08:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T09:07:26.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Tennessee</title><content type='html'>I don't think I could ever get tired of Tennessee. I keep looking through pictures of when Patrick and I were there over Spring Break and laugh at the fun times we had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The penguins at the aquarium were funny. Every time you put your had up to the glass, the little penguins thought you were going to feed them. The workers had a set time they would come to the penguin area and feed them sardines. They were use to the workers and weren't a bit afraid of the humans. I'm sure they would make awesome pets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oRUOTUjE8nA/TaWr_EEByWI/AAAAAAAAAY0/mQjXCfHYTDw/s1600/pen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oRUOTUjE8nA/TaWr_EEByWI/AAAAAAAAAY0/mQjXCfHYTDw/s400/pen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595067211988453730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colors of the fish were beautiful. This is one of my favorites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SSRiSMyT0dE/TaWs9YYZfjI/AAAAAAAAAY8/eNd-EHm9_9E/s1600/color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SSRiSMyT0dE/TaWs9YYZfjI/AAAAAAAAAY8/eNd-EHm9_9E/s400/color.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595068282594491954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course a trip to Tennessee isn't complete until you stop at the Outdoor World Bass Pro shop! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3Evoo9-6lc/TaWtegJYc6I/AAAAAAAAAZE/ReuZQtUpO4U/s1600/outdoor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3Evoo9-6lc/TaWtegJYc6I/AAAAAAAAAZE/ReuZQtUpO4U/s400/outdoor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595068851614675874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go back already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-2377706751056259587?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2377706751056259587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=2377706751056259587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/2377706751056259587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/2377706751056259587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-tennessee.html' title='More Tennessee'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oRUOTUjE8nA/TaWr_EEByWI/AAAAAAAAAY0/mQjXCfHYTDw/s72-c/pen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1261112652906346086</id><published>2011-04-05T11:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T15:12:45.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Spring Times!</title><content type='html'>While in Tennessee the end of March, Patrick and I went the Ripley's Aquarium in Gatlinburg. If you haven't been there, you should drop what you are doing and go! Each time we have been to Tennessee, we've said we would go to the aquarium, but for some reason or another, we didn't. Sure glad we went this time and seen what we have been missing! I didn't have my Cannon camera, but had my trusty iPhone instead. The quality of the pictures aren't as good as they could have been, but you can still enjoy their beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the dreaded jelly fish. I was stung by some just like these when I was in Florida as a little girl. Needless to say, it ruined my entire vacation, and I've not cared for the monsters since!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HLsqSwzzgis/TZtHRgFoGPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/pmGMhiWO_GQ/s1600/jelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HLsqSwzzgis/TZtHRgFoGPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/pmGMhiWO_GQ/s400/jelly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592141728307484914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were making our way around the exhibits, we came across one of the largest shark skulls ever assembled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8a5XAbs14mE/TZtHdYcuGaI/AAAAAAAAAYk/aJjACE-IzWM/s1600/large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8a5XAbs14mE/TZtHdYcuGaI/AAAAAAAAAYk/aJjACE-IzWM/s400/large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592141932415293858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were done at the aquarium, Patrick had a coupon for a FREE shark tooth necklace. He was so excited to get something for FREE! I was trying to explain to him if it's free, sometimes it's not worth a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk4T4FBuJy0/TZtI_m1DYeI/AAAAAAAAAYs/09qF-9-cmu0/s1600/tooth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk4T4FBuJy0/TZtI_m1DYeI/AAAAAAAAAYs/09qF-9-cmu0/s400/tooth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592143619902628322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he had figured it out in less than three minutes...that's about as long as the necklace lasted, before it broke! ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1261112652906346086?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1261112652906346086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1261112652906346086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1261112652906346086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1261112652906346086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/fun-spring-times.html' title='Fun Spring Times!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HLsqSwzzgis/TZtHRgFoGPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/pmGMhiWO_GQ/s72-c/jelly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-3300832255747175973</id><published>2011-03-30T05:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T05:56:11.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As mentioned in an earlier post, the weather and spring season in Tennessee had been a little ahead of the weather here in the 'Ville. Lots of trees in full bloom... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DKxc0b1OFPg/TZMKq03qfVI/AAAAAAAAAYE/9eE2QS-jo6k/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DKxc0b1OFPg/TZMKq03qfVI/AAAAAAAAAYE/9eE2QS-jo6k/s400/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589823293359816018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the evenings were gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2rXEEKrLCmM/TZMKrZWmS1I/AAAAAAAAAYM/1yFYHYTcmUc/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2rXEEKrLCmM/TZMKrZWmS1I/AAAAAAAAAYM/1yFYHYTcmUc/s400/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589823303153240914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning as the sun made it's way through the Smokies made for a memoriable picture too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jVTuYJu5gBY/TZMKr5EcFdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/B03lHgmfHrk/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jVTuYJu5gBY/TZMKr5EcFdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/B03lHgmfHrk/s400/015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589823311667008978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-3300832255747175973?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3300832255747175973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=3300832255747175973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3300832255747175973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3300832255747175973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-mentioned-in-earlier-post-weather.html' title=''/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DKxc0b1OFPg/TZMKq03qfVI/AAAAAAAAAYE/9eE2QS-jo6k/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-7373021995413112787</id><published>2011-03-29T09:14:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T11:54:18.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yAF11Fxy8fs/TZHt6ZsqTAI/AAAAAAAAAX8/P-E8JguNTlQ/s1600/%257E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yAF11Fxy8fs/TZHt6ZsqTAI/AAAAAAAAAX8/P-E8JguNTlQ/s400/%257E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589510200129899522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard on the radio this morning a person starts feeling old at the age of 58! Wow! that's young to me! I've still got a few years from that age, so I am going to continue to feel good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFR5COrrrGU/TZHp7g11XUI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3CDdlKgeMA0/s1600/%257E%2560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uFR5COrrrGU/TZHp7g11XUI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3CDdlKgeMA0/s400/%257E%2560.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589505821180779842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fun celebration with family and friends along with more birthday wishes in one day than I've ever had before! Thanks everyone! I appreciate all of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-7373021995413112787?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7373021995413112787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=7373021995413112787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7373021995413112787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7373021995413112787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='The Birthday Girl'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yAF11Fxy8fs/TZHt6ZsqTAI/AAAAAAAAAX8/P-E8JguNTlQ/s72-c/%257E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-4200733099557849433</id><published>2011-03-26T12:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T12:33:57.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>Spring Break -- Tennessee Style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had several options for spring break this year, but decided on our favorite summer and fall home away from home, Tennessee. Our cabin for the week, Angel Mountain Retreat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L33uxeMy9Tc/TY4gLoRVG6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/7wryl-Q-nlw/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L33uxeMy9Tc/TY4gLoRVG6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/7wryl-Q-nlw/s400/029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588439571774118818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we left Indiana and traveled south through Kentucky, and made our way into Tennessee, you could tell right away the weather had been warmer to the south than it was for us in Indiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-upl-11GBjN0/TY4htMzl7gI/AAAAAAAAAXM/4cZ8rXRZNTs/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-upl-11GBjN0/TY4htMzl7gI/AAAAAAAAAXM/4cZ8rXRZNTs/s400/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588441248028814850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IVOzc8LTD0o/TY4hsg_m0RI/AAAAAAAAAXE/jkJIK9ynSBk/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IVOzc8LTD0o/TY4hsg_m0RI/AAAAAAAAAXE/jkJIK9ynSBk/s400/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588441236268044562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lm09r763fJM/TY4hsWW1dXI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Ak7vW7V2bew/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lm09r763fJM/TY4hsWW1dXI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Ak7vW7V2bew/s400/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588441233412683122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trees were budding, the flowers were blooming, the birds were chirpping, and the smell of the air was, well...just spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fjeffjxukEI/TY4isiazvKI/AAAAAAAAAXU/_MyxbXDtZ54/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fjeffjxukEI/TY4isiazvKI/AAAAAAAAAXU/_MyxbXDtZ54/s400/023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588442336162200738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-4200733099557849433?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4200733099557849433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=4200733099557849433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4200733099557849433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4200733099557849433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L33uxeMy9Tc/TY4gLoRVG6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/7wryl-Q-nlw/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-6570398034959502167</id><published>2011-03-15T21:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T21:44:05.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Letter</title><content type='html'>Dearest Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. I promise to write again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alisa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-6570398034959502167?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6570398034959502167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=6570398034959502167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6570398034959502167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6570398034959502167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-letter.html' title='Love Letter'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-6724183205325910980</id><published>2011-01-17T21:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:52:07.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>iu wins</title><content type='html'>Well, I have been criticizing the Hoosiers and their idiot coach, Tom Crean lately because they suck and what happens? IU defeated Michigan, 80-61, at Assembly Hall in Bloomington on Saturday, January 15, 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess since I've been critical of their program for several years, I should give them credit when they win. (They probably cheated! It's Assembly Hall, ya know!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next game is this Thursday against Wisconsin at 9PM on ESPN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-6724183205325910980?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6724183205325910980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=6724183205325910980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6724183205325910980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6724183205325910980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/01/iu-wins.html' title='iu wins'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-908327234956577121</id><published>2011-01-17T09:55:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T10:29:39.348-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicting Apps!</title><content type='html'>My BFF Shelley posted on her blog about some cool apps she had downloaded. You can read about it here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://whatifitdid.com/2011/01/my-favorite-ipad-and-iphone-apps/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried some of 'em and also found one I couldn't live without! (I'll share the new app information shortly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry Birds-Holiday edition, opens up a whole new set of levels to conquer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TTRqjmz3C7I/AAAAAAAAAWI/wEkiVjXrGRg/s1600/hbirds"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TTRqjmz3C7I/AAAAAAAAAWI/wEkiVjXrGRg/s400/hbirds" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563188599655435186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TTRqj0B3dtI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/7GNuUK2ziik/s1600/hbirdslevel"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TTRqj0B3dtI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/7GNuUK2ziik/s400/hbirdslevel" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563188603203843794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shelley also blogged about Touchwriter. This app is cool and will save you tons of time trying to text on your little typewriter. Just open Touchwriter and write your messages, notes, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TTRnXggkQxI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Adh0quTsycY/s1600/touch"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TTRnXggkQxI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Adh0quTsycY/s400/touch" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563185093270586130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new app I found really addicting is Burn the Rope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TTRqkrvABFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/D0JXuFE9rOc/s1600/mainrope"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TTRqkrvABFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/D0JXuFE9rOc/s400/mainrope" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563188618157098066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the easiest and legal way to be a pyromaniac and have fun at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TTRqk1E-BmI/AAAAAAAAAWo/HOyhSqonFRA/s1600/chooselevel"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TTRqk1E-BmI/AAAAAAAAAWo/HOyhSqonFRA/s400/chooselevel" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563188620665161314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several levels to this app too. Red, green, blue, purple ants and beetles, spiders, (you get to burn the spiders, and I really love that!)and really neat music to go along with it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TTRnXUd19bI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Wnce5x43md4/s1600/ropelevel"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TTRnXUd19bI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Wnce5x43md4/s400/ropelevel" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563185090037937586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download it today, choose a level and enjoy this fun game on your iPhone or iPad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TTRqkN8weOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/J9bUagv2irU/s1600/ropeants"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TTRqkN8weOI/AAAAAAAAAWY/J9bUagv2irU/s400/ropeants" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563188610161735906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: These apps are addicting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-908327234956577121?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/908327234956577121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=908327234956577121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/908327234956577121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/908327234956577121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/01/addicting-apps.html' title='Addicting Apps!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TTRqjmz3C7I/AAAAAAAAAWI/wEkiVjXrGRg/s72-c/hbirds' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1402788111349959064</id><published>2011-01-13T10:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T11:12:56.735-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another One Bites The Dust!</title><content type='html'>Florida State men’s basketball team 12-5, 2-1 in the Atlantic Coast Conference, beat the previously unbeaten and #1 team Duke Blue Devils 66-61 leaving just four unbeaten teams in the top 25 in Division 1 Men’s Basketball. You might be asking why this has any relevance to me. Well, the last men’s basketball team, in Division 1, to go undefeated throughout the season and win the National Championship was the 1976Indiana Hoosiers who were coached by Robert Montgomery Knight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohio State, Kansas, Syracuse, and San Diego State remain undefeated for the year, but all see action this Saturday in games so there could be no one left after this weekend.  I think it will be safe to say IU will remain the last team to complete an undefeated season and cap it off with a National Championship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, the glory days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1402788111349959064?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1402788111349959064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1402788111349959064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1402788111349959064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1402788111349959064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='Another One Bites The Dust!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-6057802635976687125</id><published>2011-01-12T14:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T15:26:22.238-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes? For The Better?</title><content type='html'>I heard on the radio this morning about some changes in NASCAR. Nothing new...seems like there are always changes. But this time it was good changes! In 2011, drivers must choose which division they are driving in, at the beginning of the season, and will be able to collect points in one series, not all three!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is...IT'S ABOUT TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never liked the experienced drivers driving in the Saturday races and beating the rookies. It seemed like they never had a chance with Carl Edwards, Kyle Busch, and others. There are other format changes coming and will be announced later this month. Changes in the Chase format will also take place. Guess the big wigs are trying to find a way to keep Jimmy Johnson from winning his sixth championship in a row. Someone should tell them, JJ is the pre-season favorite to win again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some important dates to remember are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 20 - Daytona&lt;br /&gt;March 20 - Bristol&lt;br /&gt;July 9 - Kentucky &lt;br /&gt;July 31 - Indianapolis&lt;br /&gt;November 20 - Homestead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't be long before we hear the most popular words in racing, "Gentlemen, start your engines!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TS4cDi29CmI/AAAAAAAAAVY/sYeQLf05MdU/s1600/tony"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TS4cDi29CmI/AAAAAAAAAVY/sYeQLf05MdU/s400/tony" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561413437071624802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TONY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TS4cXQ1BEbI/AAAAAAAAAVg/FjWBCAJuLo0/s1600/smoke"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TS4cXQ1BEbI/AAAAAAAAAVg/FjWBCAJuLo0/s400/smoke" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561413775829045682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-6057802635976687125?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6057802635976687125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=6057802635976687125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6057802635976687125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6057802635976687125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/01/changes-for-better.html' title='Changes? For The Better?'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TS4cDi29CmI/AAAAAAAAAVY/sYeQLf05MdU/s72-c/tony' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-7509780333302060574</id><published>2011-01-10T10:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T10:57:49.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>IU Sucks!</title><content type='html'>The Indiana Hoosiers played a college basketball game at Northwestern Sunday night. IU is currently 9-8 overall and 0-4 in the Big Ten Conference. In the good ole' days, the game against Northwestern was a given. Not now. IU sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point during Sunday nights game, Indiana was down by 24 points!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Northwestern 93&lt;br /&gt;Indiana 81&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IU sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of their ignorant coach, Tom Crean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TSs2xFRiNSI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/dFI-fdJbyI4/s1600/tom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TSs2xFRiNSI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/dFI-fdJbyI4/s400/tom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560598381776221474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you be this happy &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; a loss? Jeezzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night the Hoosiers play Michigan at Assembly Hall. Their home court. I'm pretty positive IU's overall record will drop to .500 and they will remain winless in the conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indiana Hoosiers suck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-7509780333302060574?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7509780333302060574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=7509780333302060574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7509780333302060574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7509780333302060574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/01/iu-sucks.html' title='IU Sucks!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TSs2xFRiNSI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/dFI-fdJbyI4/s72-c/tom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-587739697979648669</id><published>2011-01-03T07:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T07:24:11.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's The New Year!</title><content type='html'>Wow! Time sure flies by quickly. Here we are in 2011 already, which just doesn't seem possible. It's that time of year where resolutions have been made and usually kept for a few days or weeks. Probably some have already brokne their attempt at a better year (better luck next year), and some are still right on track the third day of this new year, (Hooray for you)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some top resolutions are the same as in year's past: spend time with family and friends, make more money, quit smoking, lose weight, become more healthy, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't make any resolutions this year but I still have hopes of daily attempts at doing things better and making life easier. I have been noticing for about the last week on television the abundance of weight commercials, advertising a pill to help you quit smoking, and several others that goes along with our new resolutions. This has nothing to do with a resolution, it's just my favorite commercial:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DjGwusHrOtk?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that are attempting to stick to and complete your new resolutions, I applaud you and wish you success. For those of you that have already broken your promise, don't worry, 2012 will be here before you know it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to all my readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-587739697979648669?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/587739697979648669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=587739697979648669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/587739697979648669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/587739697979648669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-new-year.html' title='It&apos;s The New Year!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DjGwusHrOtk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-5667456097445799479</id><published>2010-12-20T12:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T12:33:02.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Early Morning Adventure</title><content type='html'>With the snow covered fields in southern Indiana and the sun coming up on an early morning sure can make for some beautiful pictures and some difficult driving at the same time. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TQ-f7JPaQyI/AAAAAAAAAUw/psdvC7DLwi8/s1600/%257E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TQ-f7JPaQyI/AAAAAAAAAUw/psdvC7DLwi8/s400/%257E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552832704012763938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the sun peeked from behind the clouds, the fog quickly disappeared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it pays to get up early!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-5667456097445799479?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5667456097445799479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=5667456097445799479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5667456097445799479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5667456097445799479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/12/early-morning-adventure.html' title='An Early Morning Adventure'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TQ-f7JPaQyI/AAAAAAAAAUw/psdvC7DLwi8/s72-c/%257E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-5238815777615043565</id><published>2010-12-18T13:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T13:33:19.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cha Ching</title><content type='html'>Yet another successful shopping day! I've been so blessed this Christmas season. Ric had a couple items marked in a book and was suggesting to me he couldn't live without those items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this morning after I picked Patrick up from work, we headed north to Home Depot. I took the book in with me so I'd get the correct items. I showed the cashier the two things Ric &lt;em&gt;needed.&lt;/em&gt; The first one was at the end of the cashier's line. How simple was that? My second item she looked up in her computer and we walked two isles over and found exactly what I needed. We made our way up to the register, paid for both items, and was in and out of the store in less than five minutes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we traveled south to Jay-C Stores to purchase &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; food for our Christmas dinner! I thought I had gotten it all last week, but I've added more to the menu, so I had to go back! Like always, they had everything I needed, and was in and out (after visiting with several friends) in less than a half-hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am beginning to like this holiday season more and more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-5238815777615043565?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5238815777615043565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=5238815777615043565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5238815777615043565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5238815777615043565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/12/cha-ching.html' title='Cha Ching'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1723888736371074631</id><published>2010-12-05T15:32:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T15:43:01.117-06:00</updated><title type='text'>December</title><content type='html'>The snow fell in early December, but not on my vehicle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPwFNn5NeZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/0lUWS3ohGtQ/s1600/snow2%2B-%2BCopy"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPwFNn5NeZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/0lUWS3ohGtQ/s400/snow2%2B-%2BCopy" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547314572618987922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The white fluffy stuff made for some beautiful pictures. Even though I was busy this weekend, I still managed to capture a few shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPwHUtoumNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/PRJ2tPCf8uU/s1600/snow%2B-%2BCopy"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPwHUtoumNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/PRJ2tPCf8uU/s400/snow%2B-%2BCopy" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547316893442808018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the temperature being in the teens of the evenings and the highs in the low 30's during the day in the coming week, the snow might last for a few days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1723888736371074631?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1723888736371074631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1723888736371074631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1723888736371074631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1723888736371074631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/12/december.html' title='December'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPwFNn5NeZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/0lUWS3ohGtQ/s72-c/snow2%2B-%2BCopy' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-3731117572196013192</id><published>2010-12-04T07:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T07:43:46.262-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wouldn't Want To Be Any Place Else!</title><content type='html'>The morning of December 4, 2010 was simply beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPpFPCpfboI/AAAAAAAAATw/9ymRRzGdiCw/s1600/1%2B-%2BCopy"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPpFPCpfboI/AAAAAAAAATw/9ymRRzGdiCw/s400/1%2B-%2BCopy" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546822015771438722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPpFPqY99CI/AAAAAAAAAUA/HvowVukTs98/s1600/3%2B-%2BCopy"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPpFPqY99CI/AAAAAAAAAUA/HvowVukTs98/s400/3%2B-%2BCopy" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546822026439554082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPpFPYJjILI/AAAAAAAAAT4/qIQJoEeS30M/s1600/2%2B-%2BCopy"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPpFPYJjILI/AAAAAAAAAT4/qIQJoEeS30M/s400/2%2B-%2BCopy" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546822021543043250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-3731117572196013192?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3731117572196013192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=3731117572196013192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3731117572196013192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3731117572196013192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wouldnt-want-to-be-any-place-else.html' title='I Wouldn&apos;t Want To Be Any Place Else!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPpFPCpfboI/AAAAAAAAATw/9ymRRzGdiCw/s72-c/1%2B-%2BCopy' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-5854126469976488781</id><published>2010-11-29T19:44:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T20:01:17.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>Today was the start of the kindergarten students learning the letter D. A few weeks ago, Holly, one of the teachers for our youth, asked me to make some of my ding dongs for the kids. Of course I could not turn down a chance to do some more baking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly told me they needed 48 cupcakes for the kindergarteners, teachers and helpers. So this morning, Patrick and I took in 57 cupcakes for everyone to share, and of course learn more about the letter D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy to do it for Holly and also Mary Jo who also asked for some of the special treats! I got the biggest and best surprise after school today. Holly stopped by after school to bring me back my bakeware AND a special gift for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPRYfR5DX6I/AAAAAAAAATY/JFNYQTnq7to/s1600/photo%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPRYfR5DX6I/AAAAAAAAATY/JFNYQTnq7to/s400/photo%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545154335601811362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly said the kids were even more excited with the letter D and the ding dong cupcakes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with what the kids made for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPRaDTKODKI/AAAAAAAAATo/NK-BwqJgMQE/s1600/photoo%2B-%2BCopy"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPRaDTKODKI/AAAAAAAAATo/NK-BwqJgMQE/s400/photoo%2B-%2BCopy" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545156053929168034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how the littlest things make your day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-5854126469976488781?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5854126469976488781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=5854126469976488781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5854126469976488781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5854126469976488781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/11/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TPRYfR5DX6I/AAAAAAAAATY/JFNYQTnq7to/s72-c/photo%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-6285336418111256601</id><published>2010-11-26T18:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T19:30:44.404-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>Successful! That is the only way to describe my Black Friday experiences today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Patrick and I set out from the 'burg &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; 6:00 a.m. We made our way south with our first planned stop (after gassing up) at Ace Hardware in Scottsburg. I didn't read the sales flyer carefully enough, because they didn't open till 7:00 a.m. We were about 20 minutes early! Oh well, not a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued south on highway 31, enjoying a leisure drive and viewing some Christmas lights and displays along the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to make Walmart in Clarksville our next stop. As we pulled into the parking lot we could see cars that had been parked for awhile because there was still frost, and a little snow, on the windshields of some vehicles. We went down the first lane of parked cars just as someone was pulling out from their parking spot, I pulled in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had heard Walmart had decided to do things differently this year, to keep customers from arguing and fighting over merchandise, they gave out bracelets at 2:00 a.m. and then had the shoppers come back at 5 or 6:00 a.m. to pick out their purchases. &lt;em&gt;What?&lt;/em&gt; I know of several who braved the wet, cold and stormy weather to start their shopping at midnight, get a bracelet and hopefully get their merchandise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, after a good nights sleep, I went into Walmart, made my way back to the electronics department, found a computer box, loaded it into my shopping cart and headed to the cashier. Beside the cashier's desk I found some flash drives I needed and picked up a few of them. The lady behind the counter looked at the box, retrieved the numbers and said she would have to go to the back room to get the computer. Within 3 minutes she returned with a brand new Dell computer in a box and loaded it into my cart! I showed her a picture in the sales flyer of an alarm clock/radio/iPhone docking/charging device that was on sale this morning. She went to the next isle and brought one back to my cart. I asked if I needed to pay for the items at her checkout or could I go upfront. Didn't matter to her, so up to the front I went. Six lanes open for those with 20 items or less, so we chose the one with no one in line. Zip, scan, thank you very much, and we were in and out of there within 20 minutes (or less!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No bracelet or sleepless night required!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop...Bass Pro of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we pulled into the parking lot there, we got lucky again. As a few shoppers were making their way out of the store, I followed them to their car, and as they were loading their purchases in their vehicle, we had about 4 college age adults make their way to my window. I rolled down the window and they asked if I would like a cup of coffee! Really? They were promoting Wendy's new breakfast sandwiches and giving away free cups of coffee. I am not a coffee drinker at all, but what the heck...it was free! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They looked like the ghost busters with the coffee canteens strapped on their backs. I got a free cup of hot coffee and some breakfast coupons for a free breakfast from Wendy's! Guess I was in the right place at the right time this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered Bass Pro, picked up a sales flyer, and made our way upstairs. I ran into a few friends, enjoyed chatting with them and hearing of their morning experiences, and also found a new sweater I needed! We browsed through the hunting, fishing and golfing merchandise, but didn't find anything else we couldn't live without. Coming back downstairs we looked through the hats and t-shirts. Patrick found a good buy, so we decided it was time to check out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the registers had more than 10 people in line, so we just decided to stand in the closest one to start our wait. Within 3 minutes a lady at the register ahead of us said, "May I help someone?" Off we went! Checked out and outta there so quickly my head was spinning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to enjoy this Black Friday stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there I wanted to meet an old friend who runs the Wayside Christian Mission in Louisville. We thought we would surprise him, but we were the ones who got surprised. He wasn't working today! Guess he had decided to go shopping too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a few other stops, had lunch at our favorite restaurant, viewed the Falls of the Ohio, and made it back home in one piece! On the way back home, I stopped by Ace Hardware to see if the item I was wanting was still in stock. Sure enough it was AND it also included a rebate! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said at the beginning, we had a successful day! No arguments. Purchases made without any hassle. More unforgettable memories made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it was successful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-6285336418111256601?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6285336418111256601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=6285336418111256601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6285336418111256601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6285336418111256601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/11/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-699021404144319728</id><published>2010-11-22T09:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T10:12:02.338-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankfulness</title><content type='html'>The standard list of five senses doesn't really give our bodies credit for all of the amazing things they can do. There are at least a dozen different things we can sense. Using the standard five senses, hearing, sight, smell, touch, and taste, I’m thankful everyday that my body has those. Hearing Patrick laughing or playing is guitar makes me thankful I can hear. Seeing the joy on his face of his accomplishments, and the man he’s becoming, makes me thankful I can see. Smelling and tasting the chocolate chip cookies we have baked together for Christmas mornings, makes me thankful for being able to smell and taste. Feeling the warm, loving hugs I get from him makes me so thankful for the sense of touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOqWP12E0zI/AAAAAAAAATQ/f1PSW9nUfgU/s1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOqWP12E0zI/AAAAAAAAATQ/f1PSW9nUfgU/s400/17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542407490328908594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things in my life to be thankful for this Thanksgiving and all the days ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-699021404144319728?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/699021404144319728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=699021404144319728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/699021404144319728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/699021404144319728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankfulness.html' title='Thankfulness'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOqWP12E0zI/AAAAAAAAATQ/f1PSW9nUfgU/s72-c/17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1260683656363722377</id><published>2010-11-19T11:36:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T20:54:34.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Reliever</title><content type='html'>After a long week at work I'm always looking for something to get my mind off of the stress. Sometimes, just spending time in my kitchen baking delicious meals or desserts of recipes I've found. Sometimes I like to curl up in a blanket with a good magazine or book. Shopping always helps and sometimes, if the weather cooperates, it's relaxing to gas up the 4-wheeler and take a drive through the country...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOa2iQltBjI/AAAAAAAAAS4/3_O-uBh75Hg/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOa2iQltBjI/AAAAAAAAAS4/3_O-uBh75Hg/s400/12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541317091210888754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOa2h0FPiiI/AAAAAAAAASw/HFtZkzQDIfM/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOa2h0FPiiI/AAAAAAAAASw/HFtZkzQDIfM/s400/13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541317083558545954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weeks ago Patrick and I took a stress relieving trip to the 'bottoms'. Patrick thought it was so funny because he could stand in the river and not get wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOa3NZmbQaI/AAAAAAAAATA/6Yi9ZoAc1VM/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOa3NZmbQaI/AAAAAAAAATA/6Yi9ZoAc1VM/s400/11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541317832364212642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this weekend planned out already and it involves tons of stress relaxing events. Baking, riding, shopping, reading, etc. I'll make sure to share my experiences with you in the next few weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1260683656363722377?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1260683656363722377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1260683656363722377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1260683656363722377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1260683656363722377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/11/stress-reliever.html' title='Stress Reliever'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOa2iQltBjI/AAAAAAAAAS4/3_O-uBh75Hg/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-7948408081575870462</id><published>2010-11-18T14:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T14:28:26.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball Capital of the World</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows the basketball capital of the world is right here in Indiana! Every year I look forward to the start of the seasons in high school and college levels. The Indiana Hoosiers play this weekend against Evansville, then on December 11 they travel to Lexington to face the Wildcats and in February they have a date with the Boilermakers on the 8th and 23rd. Those are a few of my favorite games I will not miss for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing better than to have a cup of hot chocolate, setting in my favorite recliner right in front of the television, watching the IU Hoosiers in action. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOWLtGtCHZI/AAAAAAAAASo/xckEz0OKEyQ/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOWLtGtCHZI/AAAAAAAAASo/xckEz0OKEyQ/s400/10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540988523559132562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-7948408081575870462?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7948408081575870462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=7948408081575870462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7948408081575870462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7948408081575870462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/11/basketball-capital-of-world.html' title='Basketball Capital of the World'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOWLtGtCHZI/AAAAAAAAASo/xckEz0OKEyQ/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-4501273779225297458</id><published>2010-11-16T13:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T13:36:01.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>Have I mentioned how much I love the Fall season? With the dry weather in the 'burg, our trees weren't a pretty as usual, but you still don't have to look very long or go very far to see some beautiful senery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a recent 4-wheeler trip out to one of our favorite fishing holes I was able to capture some pretty pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOLbqXJtEDI/AAAAAAAAASY/VMiD5nE55S8/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOLbqXJtEDI/AAAAAAAAASY/VMiD5nE55S8/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540232012434837554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water was down from the lack of rain in the county, but it made it easy to walk around the edge of the fishing hole to see some old fish nests that we normally wouldn't be able to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOLcKi4cwPI/AAAAAAAAASg/Wssz1KjgzLM/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOLcKi4cwPI/AAAAAAAAASg/Wssz1KjgzLM/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540232565339504882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have our fishing poles with us this day, so I don't have any pictures to post of my big fish...but stay tuned! Maybe I will soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-4501273779225297458?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4501273779225297458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=4501273779225297458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4501273779225297458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4501273779225297458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/11/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TOLbqXJtEDI/AAAAAAAAASY/VMiD5nE55S8/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-8376853130815410491</id><published>2010-11-04T08:13:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T08:29:16.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Direction?</title><content type='html'>Traveling through the country can be an adventure. As Patrick and I made our way around the country roads, not sure where we were going, or what was around the next turn, we was a little disappointed when we seen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TNKyYc_WPYI/AAAAAAAAASA/zC8NR8eMVqw/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TNKyYc_WPYI/AAAAAAAAASA/zC8NR8eMVqw/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535683025160256898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was somewhere south of county road 1000 south and west of county road 900 east. I told Patrick I thought we could climb the rock with our 4-wheelers and keep our tires on the new beams for bridge floor, but he didn't want to attempt it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We turned around and headed to the other side of the county and ended up finding this barn as we traveled east on county road 525 south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TNKzthe_zzI/AAAAAAAAASI/1eU443z_9g8/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TNKzthe_zzI/AAAAAAAAASI/1eU443z_9g8/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535684486655627058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew how to paint, I'd by a canvas and painting supplies and make an oil painting of this picture. Since I don't know how, I'll just enjoy the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TNKz8VPd4UI/AAAAAAAAASQ/4NRCBlj5Ls0/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TNKz8VPd4UI/AAAAAAAAASQ/4NRCBlj5Ls0/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535684741067301186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was freezing cold everyday we rode and I never seemed to wear enough clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed our trek through the country roads of southern Indiana and look forward to doing it again....soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-8376853130815410491?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8376853130815410491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=8376853130815410491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/8376853130815410491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/8376853130815410491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/11/which-direction.html' title='Which Direction?'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TNKyYc_WPYI/AAAAAAAAASA/zC8NR8eMVqw/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1915942086722156358</id><published>2010-10-29T08:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T08:42:13.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Vacation Photos!</title><content type='html'>We survived another vacation and now all of us are trying to settle back into the everyday routine. My days, of course, consist of working, meetings, being a taxi driver, meetings, working, etc. (But I wouldn't give it up for nothing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our week off of the daily grind was very relaxing and looong! We didn't plan anything, no travel plans, nothing. I shut the alarm off on Friday night and left it off all week. When I woke up, if I wanted to get up, I did. If not, I just simply rolled over and went back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we did manage to roll out of our beds for the day we usually took the 4-wheelers for a drive through the beautiful back roads of southern Indiana. I didn't pack my expensive camera, but did have my trusty iPhone with me and made sure I took several pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some shots I couldn't ask for a better picture, even if I tried with my good camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TMrNvQ8h5WI/AAAAAAAAARw/au6hK3EM-zY/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TMrNvQ8h5WI/AAAAAAAAARw/au6hK3EM-zY/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533461304064468322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above picture was taken at our local Conservation Club. I was really wanting to get a picture of how much the lake was down due to our dry summer, but I was much happier with the way this turned out! Below is on our way home on Tampico Pike. The full moon can been seen in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TMrOUqpPWjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/S-rIpKOM_7s/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TMrOUqpPWjI/AAAAAAAAAR4/S-rIpKOM_7s/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533461946618042930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned...more of our southern Indiana adventures will be posted in the coming days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1915942086722156358?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1915942086722156358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1915942086722156358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1915942086722156358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1915942086722156358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-vacation-photos.html' title='More Vacation Photos!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TMrNvQ8h5WI/AAAAAAAAARw/au6hK3EM-zY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-6893907155038879330</id><published>2010-10-26T08:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T08:24:07.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cup Cake Lady</title><content type='html'>I have been called 'The Cup Cake Lady' several times over the last few years. Every time I am invited to a party or have a function to attend that involves food, I'm asked to make my ding dong cup cakes. With making them so many times, I have perfected the technique to where it's one of the easiest desserts I bake.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done them so many times I have an assembly line set up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TMbT2LQ5brI/AAAAAAAAARo/YcDHgSM0oUU/s1600/cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TMbT2LQ5brI/AAAAAAAAARo/YcDHgSM0oUU/s400/cup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532342119961292466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'd own my own restaurant/bakery if I could. That has always been a dream of mine, but for now I'll just settle for seeing the happiness in my friends eyes when I show up to the party with a cookie sheet full of the goodness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-6893907155038879330?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6893907155038879330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=6893907155038879330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6893907155038879330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6893907155038879330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/cup-cake-lady.html' title='The Cup Cake Lady'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TMbT2LQ5brI/AAAAAAAAARo/YcDHgSM0oUU/s72-c/cup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-6384225351064983376</id><published>2010-10-24T10:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T10:33:25.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality</title><content type='html'>I've spent the last week on vacation and have had a great time. This vacation we didnt plan anything, turned the alarm off, and just done things at the spur of the moment. The week has seemed like it went on forever. Today is my last day before I wake up to reality on the morning. Today I am going to have tenderized pork loins on the grill. The pool has been closed for the winter, buy I can grill on the deck anytime during the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back the next few weeks to see pictures I've taken during my vacation week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-6384225351064983376?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6384225351064983376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=6384225351064983376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6384225351064983376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6384225351064983376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/reality.html' title='Reality'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-2048355871126460729</id><published>2010-09-23T07:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T08:44:29.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TJtOVGV9s2I/AAAAAAAAARg/AIEwuNrsSTc/s1600/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TJtOVGV9s2I/AAAAAAAAARg/AIEwuNrsSTc/s400/rain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520091892659630946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, but this is a picture taken on Wednesday afternoon, September 22, 2010. Yes, that is rain on my windshield! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;RAIN!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the last time we had some rain, probably several months ago! Sure was a welcome sight yesterday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-2048355871126460729?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2048355871126460729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=2048355871126460729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/2048355871126460729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/2048355871126460729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/09/believe-it-or-not-but-this-is-picture.html' title='RAIN!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TJtOVGV9s2I/AAAAAAAAARg/AIEwuNrsSTc/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-2128140293559542078</id><published>2010-09-06T07:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T08:03:14.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Home Again In Indiana</title><content type='html'>A five hour drive, one way. Beautiful scenery no matter where you are looking. Almost 700 miles round trip. Coming across the Kennedy bridge on the way home and seeing the Indiana sign makes me sad and happy at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TITk9S6JibI/AAAAAAAAARQ/O6CN9WlJ4zU/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TITk9S6JibI/AAAAAAAAARQ/O6CN9WlJ4zU/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513783585507215794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it July yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-2128140293559542078?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2128140293559542078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=2128140293559542078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/2128140293559542078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/2128140293559542078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-home-again-in-indiana.html' title='Back Home Again In Indiana'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TITk9S6JibI/AAAAAAAAARQ/O6CN9WlJ4zU/s72-c/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-5394050527835044615</id><published>2010-09-04T07:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T08:06:52.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh...I'm Ready To Go Back!</title><content type='html'>The drive to Tennessee is beautiful no matter which way you are looking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIJDkmG0LgI/AAAAAAAAARA/5D6ljk2ifJw/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIJDkmG0LgI/AAAAAAAAARA/5D6ljk2ifJw/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+244.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513043189838392834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIJDkLI-pOI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/lU7K8Yn7KNg/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIJDkLI-pOI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/lU7K8Yn7KNg/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513043182599709922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIJCWh3lPRI/AAAAAAAAAQg/0DLQOlbl-bs/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIJCWh3lPRI/AAAAAAAAAQg/0DLQOlbl-bs/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513041848670960914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been here, but always chuckle when I see this sign. Maybe someday I'll make the exit just to see where it takes me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIJDlKA0uHI/AAAAAAAAARI/rzth5dHYQDg/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIJDlKA0uHI/AAAAAAAAARI/rzth5dHYQDg/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513043199476938866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-5394050527835044615?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5394050527835044615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=5394050527835044615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5394050527835044615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5394050527835044615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/09/ahhhhim-ready-to-go-back.html' title='Ahhhh...I&apos;m Ready To Go Back!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIJDkmG0LgI/AAAAAAAAARA/5D6ljk2ifJw/s72-c/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-5587773866967108743</id><published>2010-09-02T18:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T19:01:53.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Always A Great View</title><content type='html'>Downtown Sevierville, Tennessee:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIA6aN_tkDI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7_2hetgfOwQ/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIA6aN_tkDI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7_2hetgfOwQ/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512470166009385010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIA5ZUdw-FI/AAAAAAAAAQI/abe0Cw5zgtc/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIA5ZUdw-FI/AAAAAAAAAQI/abe0Cw5zgtc/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512469051054553170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is right after coming down the mountain from our cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIA5YiYLr2I/AAAAAAAAAQA/dXdpz7GolaM/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIA5YiYLr2I/AAAAAAAAAQA/dXdpz7GolaM/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512469037609365346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-5587773866967108743?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5587773866967108743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=5587773866967108743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5587773866967108743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5587773866967108743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/09/always-great-view.html' title='Always A Great View'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TIA6aN_tkDI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7_2hetgfOwQ/s72-c/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-3884030706097381338</id><published>2010-08-25T14:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T14:33:46.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Relaxed Atmosphere</title><content type='html'>My BFF Shelley wasn't as lucky as we were on her recent trek to Tennessee. Next year I'm going to ask her and Perry to go when we do so they can come back to the burg as rested and we were after our vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THVvXU7IWwI/AAAAAAAAAP4/jN4DjGEtHlQ/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THVvXU7IWwI/AAAAAAAAAP4/jN4DjGEtHlQ/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509432165702064898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THVvXApXHTI/AAAAAAAAAPw/oMhXITptrsY/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THVvXApXHTI/AAAAAAAAAPw/oMhXITptrsY/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509432160258825522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THVvWkDw_tI/AAAAAAAAAPo/RE6nhavGZ24/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THVvWkDw_tI/AAAAAAAAAPo/RE6nhavGZ24/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509432152584945362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-3884030706097381338?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3884030706097381338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=3884030706097381338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3884030706097381338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3884030706097381338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/relaxed-atmosphere.html' title='A Relaxed Atmosphere'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THVvXU7IWwI/AAAAAAAAAP4/jN4DjGEtHlQ/s72-c/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1312729211464220298</id><published>2010-08-25T07:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T08:02:49.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bing O</title><content type='html'>Recently I had a memory pop in my head that made me laugh. Several years ago my mom and I played bingo a few times a week at local clubs. One particular establishment had a different bingo caller each week and each one had their own unique way of calling the numbers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one that brought a smile to my face would pull a ball out and say, &lt;br /&gt;"i-twenty..............two!" Most of us would already have I-20 marked on several papers then he'd say 'two'.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few games we learned to wait until he was complete done with his drawn out number before we'd mark the page. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-thirty...............four! O-seventy..............three! Thanks for the memory &lt;br /&gt;Mr. Warren!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1312729211464220298?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1312729211464220298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1312729211464220298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1312729211464220298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1312729211464220298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/bing-o.html' title='Bing O'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-8189327226557705356</id><published>2010-08-23T17:34:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:52:14.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Vacation Memories</title><content type='html'>Below are pictures I took in July of our vacation trip to Hidden Mountain in Tennessee. As I've mentioned several times in my past blog posts, we love this place and think it's just simply peaceful, relaxing and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THL5pIzYj8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/S5PM6cNQVQg/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THL5pIzYj8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/S5PM6cNQVQg/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508739779360493506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THL5oSbDZVI/AAAAAAAAAO4/c2W9m4T0O1A/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THL5oSbDZVI/AAAAAAAAAO4/c2W9m4T0O1A/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508739764762928466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THL6O6It-LI/AAAAAAAAAPI/uO3-dEJl3Io/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THL6O6It-LI/AAAAAAAAAPI/uO3-dEJl3Io/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508740428258474162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend, Shelley, went there this past weekend but wasn't as lucky as me. You can see her blog posts here: http://whatifitdid.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we travel to Tennessee, Ric has his 'special' places he likes to go to. The Knife Works is one of his favorites. I like going there too, not every day, but once or twice is good for me. I actually purchased all of my Bunko gifts there a couple years ago, and several months later when it was my turn to host the Bunko party, the girls absolutely loved their gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have found out the best and easiest cabins to get to and rent are the ones &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; the covered bridge. This might have been my BFF Shelley's problem. She went through the covered bridge and up, up, up the tall mountain. Once you go through the covered bridge, prepare to climb the mountain, and I'm talking roads that are almost straight up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are relaxing at Hidden Mountain we usually spend one day driving around the grounds and looking at all the new cabins being built and the new landscape that is taking place. Up and down the mountains. During this trip, there is only one way to get around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THL6yJPiPNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/B9exAzvW6LM/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THL6yJPiPNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/B9exAzvW6LM/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508741033609018578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THL8S2xsvpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/TmKcvrEqoTQ/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THL8S2xsvpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/TmKcvrEqoTQ/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508742695099350674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-8189327226557705356?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8189327226557705356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=8189327226557705356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/8189327226557705356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/8189327226557705356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/below-are-pictures-i-took-in-july-of_23.html' title='More Vacation Memories'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/THL5pIzYj8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/S5PM6cNQVQg/s72-c/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-896545252725820389</id><published>2010-08-19T21:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:18:24.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Livable Here!</title><content type='html'>Hidden Mountain lodge and villas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TG3jrNUfRyI/AAAAAAAAANM/KYeQoUtN2-Q/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TG3jrNUfRyI/AAAAAAAAANM/KYeQoUtN2-Q/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507308250793461538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TG3jqZkXNHI/AAAAAAAAANE/9XEtknH-Wh4/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TG3jqZkXNHI/AAAAAAAAANE/9XEtknH-Wh4/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507308236901397618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are the breath taking cabins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TG3llO66XFI/AAAAAAAAANs/7CrWDIgG4us/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TG3llO66XFI/AAAAAAAAANs/7CrWDIgG4us/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507310347167095890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TG3lkW5sBRI/AAAAAAAAANk/NafKb8THCyM/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TG3lkW5sBRI/AAAAAAAAANk/NafKb8THCyM/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507310332129576210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TG3lkP6iYyI/AAAAAAAAANc/lCWpgQLo5JQ/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TG3lkP6iYyI/AAAAAAAAANc/lCWpgQLo5JQ/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507310330254091042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TG3ljupcRvI/AAAAAAAAANU/0aU50rmbKbQ/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TG3ljupcRvI/AAAAAAAAANU/0aU50rmbKbQ/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507310321324017394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-896545252725820389?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/896545252725820389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=896545252725820389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/896545252725820389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/896545252725820389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-livable-here.html' title='It&apos;s Livable Here!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TG3jrNUfRyI/AAAAAAAAANM/KYeQoUtN2-Q/s72-c/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-4080177953253322342</id><published>2010-08-13T21:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T21:15:21.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smokin Mountains</title><content type='html'>The story continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure there have been millions of pictures taken in this exact point. This summer was the first time for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGX6zyVdACI/AAAAAAAAAMk/hue4h-DQixk/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGX6zyVdACI/AAAAAAAAAMk/hue4h-DQixk/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505081887122325538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started out a little cloudy, but ended up with plenty of sunshine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGX71xzFaNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/c47MR3W6aUw/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGX71xzFaNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/c47MR3W6aUw/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505083020849539282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGX71klKCuI/AAAAAAAAAM0/yWuQHnYqzKY/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGX71klKCuI/AAAAAAAAAM0/yWuQHnYqzKY/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505083017301461730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGX70-DAAyI/AAAAAAAAAMs/aYHboym9_10/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGX70-DAAyI/AAAAAAAAAMs/aYHboym9_10/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505083006957650722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-4080177953253322342?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4080177953253322342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=4080177953253322342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4080177953253322342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4080177953253322342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/smokin-mountains.html' title='Smokin Mountains'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGX6zyVdACI/AAAAAAAAAMk/hue4h-DQixk/s72-c/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-7210609072994671840</id><published>2010-08-12T22:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T22:18:46.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishin' This Was Ours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGS5f5qbwUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aMj6Voa8jgw/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGS5f5qbwUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aMj6Voa8jgw/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504728602259472706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGS5fSZxoqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1lNI9GnHGEw/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGS5fSZxoqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1lNI9GnHGEw/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504728591720620706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGS5fIq_3BI/AAAAAAAAAMM/26rUD3w4BmE/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGS5fIq_3BI/AAAAAAAAAMM/26rUD3w4BmE/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504728589108501522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGS4mTaNQcI/AAAAAAAAAME/njIWehhtiDk/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGS4mTaNQcI/AAAAAAAAAME/njIWehhtiDk/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504727612738322882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGS4mPvdF1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/8xSYPLiX5iQ/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGS4mPvdF1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/8xSYPLiX5iQ/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504727611753699154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGS4lh6w79I/AAAAAAAAAL0/QLV3Qa9uBU8/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGS4lh6w79I/AAAAAAAAAL0/QLV3Qa9uBU8/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504727599453106130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-7210609072994671840?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7210609072994671840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=7210609072994671840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7210609072994671840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7210609072994671840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/wishin-this-was-ours.html' title='Wishin&apos; This Was Ours'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TGS5f5qbwUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aMj6Voa8jgw/s72-c/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1637188369248798871</id><published>2010-08-08T10:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T10:27:50.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Activities During Our Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>I had been watching the weather in Tennessee for several weeks before our vacation. The place we were going was getting hammered with rain almost daily. This was good news for us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time we vacationed in Tennessee, we got the bright idea to go river rafting. It was fun, but the water level in the river was extremely low, so most of the trip we had to walk the bank. One rapids we maneuvered punctured a hole in my tube, so the rest of the trip was quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time was different. The water levels were perfect, the rapids were, well, rapids and the trip was fun! Entering the water up stream took your breath away at first, but as all of us got on our tubes and started floating down stream, we forgot about the coldness of the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire trip has four different rapids to go through. Sadly, I wasn't able to take my camera to get any photos. Heck, you'd better not take anything unless you want to leave it in the river! My favorite pair of sunglasses have been there for two years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second rapids we traveled through got the best of me. When I finally got above water, I could hear Ric yelling at Patrick, "Patrick!! Stop Mommy! Get ahold of her! Stop Mommy!" Whew! What a ride it was to say the least! After I realized I hadn't broken my knee cap on one of the under water rocks, I was able to get back on my tube and continue my journey. Just this week, my knee finally healed from the scrapes and bruises I received. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third and fourth rapids were more gentler and kinder to us. Quick, but no problems. We did see some interesting things in the river like hunks of concrete with rebar coming out in all directions. Luckily, we seen it before our rafts did, so we didn't encounter any problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ric said the trip was for 'young' people and he didn't want to go anymore. Patrick and I tried to talk him into another trip, but he didn't want no part of it. Oh well, maybe if we ever make it down to the River Rage again, we'll make more family memories...and live to tell about 'em! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TF7MaIxSMLI/AAAAAAAAALs/JDoBadJo_Ww/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TF7MaIxSMLI/AAAAAAAAALs/JDoBadJo_Ww/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503060544096186546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1637188369248798871?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1637188369248798871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1637188369248798871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1637188369248798871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1637188369248798871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-activities-during-our-summer.html' title='More Activities During Our Summer Vacation'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TF7MaIxSMLI/AAAAAAAAALs/JDoBadJo_Ww/s72-c/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-7725957292443035746</id><published>2010-08-05T18:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T18:52:18.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><content type='html'>Back to school this week for the kiddos! Some liked it, some didn't. Same for the parents. So far in our home it's been going good. Getting back in a routine can be difficult, but we have managed pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each year I take a picture as I drop off Patrick for his first day. Of course, it's getting harder and harder for him to do the 'first day photo'. It's just not 'cool' anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 3, 2010, I still talked him in to giving me a pose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFtOYIPzh8I/AAAAAAAAALk/HpMtoBqYygU/s1600/16+sophomore+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFtOYIPzh8I/AAAAAAAAALk/HpMtoBqYygU/s400/16+sophomore+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502077546200795074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-7725957292443035746?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7725957292443035746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=7725957292443035746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7725957292443035746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7725957292443035746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFtOYIPzh8I/AAAAAAAAALk/HpMtoBqYygU/s72-c/16+sophomore+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-4646839924379475072</id><published>2010-08-04T23:31:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T23:43:43.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heat Is ON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFo-3iM4JAI/AAAAAAAAALM/bLBuUgggha0/s1600/photo.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFo-3iM4JAI/AAAAAAAAALM/bLBuUgggha0/s400/photo.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501779018581025794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we set a new record in the temperature from a previous record set in 1930. At 5:30pm, the tempature was 99.8 with a heat index of 123. I believe that has to be the hottest I've seen in a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the sweat was sweating as it rolled down my face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFo_GUm0VNI/AAAAAAAAALU/Ktkg7JlvdN8/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFo_GUm0VNI/AAAAAAAAALU/Ktkg7JlvdN8/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501779272629769426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trusty theometer was recording a reading well above the 110 mark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds bad when you get into the pool to feel refreshed and you have to go to the shadiest spot in the pool...and you're still sweating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFo_GwCEjbI/AAAAAAAAALc/0keRZJbFVVs/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFo_GwCEjbI/AAAAAAAAALc/0keRZJbFVVs/s400/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501779279991836082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold front coming through the 'burg in a few days. Temperature is expected to be &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; 88 on Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-4646839924379475072?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4646839924379475072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=4646839924379475072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4646839924379475072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4646839924379475072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/heat-is-on.html' title='The Heat Is ON!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFo-3iM4JAI/AAAAAAAAALM/bLBuUgggha0/s72-c/photo.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-4007696586242375817</id><published>2010-08-02T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:59:00.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside Hidden Mountain</title><content type='html'>Hidden mountain is simply beautiful. Every where you look there is a photo to be taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFQ6tOwcUrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zSteGu8a6R8/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFQ6tOwcUrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zSteGu8a6R8/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500085593656021682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFQ7PgDb45I/AAAAAAAAAK8/I2aB4O_RGY4/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFQ7PgDb45I/AAAAAAAAAK8/I2aB4O_RGY4/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500086182414640018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFQ72JmSFpI/AAAAAAAAALE/VQWVt4mTH_M/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFQ72JmSFpI/AAAAAAAAALE/VQWVt4mTH_M/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500086846401681042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-4007696586242375817?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4007696586242375817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=4007696586242375817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4007696586242375817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4007696586242375817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/inside-hidden-mountain.html' title='Inside Hidden Mountain'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TFQ6tOwcUrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zSteGu8a6R8/s72-c/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1423721806921962128</id><published>2010-07-31T09:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T09:55:50.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cades Cove Wildlife</title><content type='html'>This is the first time we have seen any wildlife while visiting the Cove. A couple other reasons this trip was so wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr7kKWvoBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/t_vHj9PVToo/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr7kKWvoBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/t_vHj9PVToo/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497482893832724498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr778tfo3I/AAAAAAAAAHA/mnNGh4NKqZs/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr778tfo3I/AAAAAAAAAHA/mnNGh4NKqZs/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497483302486909810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr9DIG4HBI/AAAAAAAAAHI/myeBCR7YQAg/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr9DIG4HBI/AAAAAAAAAHI/myeBCR7YQAg/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497484525316873234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr9bS-3jmI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Pct-ENs5ZFI/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr9bS-3jmI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Pct-ENs5ZFI/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497484940552932962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr93bp2YDI/AAAAAAAAAHY/WR03bkhbqL0/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr93bp2YDI/AAAAAAAAAHY/WR03bkhbqL0/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497485423917031474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1423721806921962128?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1423721806921962128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1423721806921962128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1423721806921962128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1423721806921962128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/cades-cove-wildlife.html' title='Cades Cove Wildlife'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr7kKWvoBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/t_vHj9PVToo/s72-c/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-937984879666894855</id><published>2010-07-29T21:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T21:41:52.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin The Views!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtfvsrQFHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/OLv7z1bNFa4/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtfvsrQFHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/OLv7z1bNFa4/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497593043186881650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtfU5NAk1I/AAAAAAAAAII/FOL3d-IFnV4/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtfU5NAk1I/AAAAAAAAAII/FOL3d-IFnV4/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497592582693229394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEte16AZk6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/xPT_ASUSoFw/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEte16AZk6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/xPT_ASUSoFw/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497592050332832674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtec8tTkEI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2YEzquAnbUs/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtec8tTkEI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2YEzquAnbUs/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497591621561323586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEteF6Sz3XI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LsJuxGP9Dqc/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEteF6Sz3XI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LsJuxGP9Dqc/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497591225776332146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newly constructed RV park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtdFoqbSRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HWyZevHb_Qc/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtdFoqbSRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HWyZevHb_Qc/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497590121531918610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view of the mountains from Hidden Mountain. Loved waking up to this view every morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtcmEWw1GI/AAAAAAAAAHg/nbT4KyamDWg/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtcmEWw1GI/AAAAAAAAAHg/nbT4KyamDWg/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497589579209823330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-937984879666894855?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/937984879666894855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=937984879666894855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/937984879666894855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/937984879666894855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/lovin-views.html' title='Lovin The Views!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtfvsrQFHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/OLv7z1bNFa4/s72-c/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-889444083224290327</id><published>2010-07-27T10:26:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T20:48:56.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TE78PX9xg2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/pR7zpMQuTko/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TE78PX9xg2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/pR7zpMQuTko/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498609536127304546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my dad! A Korean War Veteran!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Korean War (1950–53) was a military conflict between the Republic of Korea, supported by the United Nations, and the Democratic People's Republic of Korea and People's Republic of China (PRC), with air support from the Soviet Union. The war began on June 25, 1950 and an armistice was signed on July 27, 1953. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was 57 years ago today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The war was a result of the political division of Korea by agreement of the victorious Allies at the conclusion of the Pacific War. The Korean peninsula&lt;br /&gt;had been ruled by Japan from 1910 until the end of that war. In 1945, following the surrender of Japan, American administrators divided the peninsula along the 38th parallel, with United States troops occupying the southern part and Soviet troops occupying the northern part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The United Nations, particularly the United States, came to the aid of the South Koreans repelling the invasion. In the United States, the war was officially described as a police action owing to the lack of a declaration of war by the US Congress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have referred the Korean War in the United States as The Forgotten War and The Unknown War. The war ended in stalemate, but the issues concerned were much less clear than in previous and subsequent conflicts, such as the Second World War. I've always heard the Korean War was over-shadowed by the Vietnam War. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing is the Korean Veterans haven’t forgotten, &lt;br /&gt;nor will they. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was a Airman 1st Class and had many responsibilities for several different things such as refuling the aircrafts, maintenance, etc. Dad enlisted in the Air Force in June 1952 at the age of 20. He was honorably discharged in June 1956. After the war ended, Dad was stationed at the Saminara Air Force base in Tennessee.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he completed his Air Force duty, he went into workforce and retired in 1990 after 34 years of service at Cummins Engine Company. He is a life member of the local VFW Post #1083 and serves alongside other Veterans on the funeral detail. Several Veterans do not get the honor they deserve, sad, but true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very proud of my Dad, a Veteran and my Hero!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-889444083224290327?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/889444083224290327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=889444083224290327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/889444083224290327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/889444083224290327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-hero.html' title='My Hero'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TE78PX9xg2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/pR7zpMQuTko/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-534164987854987817</id><published>2010-07-27T09:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T09:45:04.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cabin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtkZU_3N8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/TSy0lRc4qBA/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtkZU_3N8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/TSy0lRc4qBA/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497598156431898562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our home away from home for 7 days and 6 nights, ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cabin was called 'Grow Old With Me'&lt;br /&gt;Ric says we are already old, but I certainly do not feel old...not today anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtpEqN2zvI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7Nxu78jCpn0/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtpEqN2zvI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7Nxu78jCpn0/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497603298908622578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the cabin there were decorations with cute little sayings on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtoXGlrABI/AAAAAAAAAJw/MUor03TA58M/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtoXGlrABI/AAAAAAAAAJw/MUor03TA58M/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497602516250722322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking into the kitchen from the living room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtn7Am9qpI/AAAAAAAAAJo/fMityax3Qj8/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtn7Am9qpI/AAAAAAAAAJo/fMityax3Qj8/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497602033609190034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bathroom had mirrors on three of the walls. It looked like there were 25 people taking a shower at one time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtm52kIpDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ZxoVjJ2V8SQ/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtm52kIpDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ZxoVjJ2V8SQ/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497600914221474866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtm5cAABFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/r7QpZ-84qwg/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtm5cAABFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/r7QpZ-84qwg/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497600907090592850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The master bedroom was very relaxing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtm5GX-cnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9bCrJQ9_-Ek/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtm5GX-cnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9bCrJQ9_-Ek/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497600901285573234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More words to live by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtl1xX7QcI/AAAAAAAAAI4/mc89gnbCS2k/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtl1xX7QcI/AAAAAAAAAI4/mc89gnbCS2k/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497599744596984258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtlIb4BpWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/g__env76yMQ/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtlIb4BpWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/g__env76yMQ/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497598965731927394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time while vacationing in Tennessee and made more family memories to share with loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think growing old together is going to be a fun adventure...the best is yet to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtuiFjxV_I/AAAAAAAAAKA/jj6j-G8kA_w/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtuiFjxV_I/AAAAAAAAAKA/jj6j-G8kA_w/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497609302022641650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-534164987854987817?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/534164987854987817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=534164987854987817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/534164987854987817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/534164987854987817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/cabin.html' title='The Cabin'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEtkZU_3N8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/TSy0lRc4qBA/s72-c/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-3371651526170306734</id><published>2010-07-26T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T19:08:38.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday Patrick!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TE4jYzfq92I/AAAAAAAAAKc/IbT-zLckfdI/s1600/16+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TE4jYzfq92I/AAAAAAAAAKc/IbT-zLckfdI/s400/16+020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498371104112834402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-3371651526170306734?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3371651526170306734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=3371651526170306734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3371651526170306734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3371651526170306734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-patrick.html' title=''/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TE4jYzfq92I/AAAAAAAAAKc/IbT-zLckfdI/s72-c/16+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-5966768404821631733</id><published>2010-07-26T06:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T18:56:11.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Years Ago, July 26, 1994</title><content type='html'>Sixteen years ago I went to Doctor Daniel Walters for my weekly pregnancy appointment. I had two choices: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     1. Go home and report back at the hospital the following morning.&lt;br /&gt;     2. Go directly to the hospital after Dr. Dan had done my examination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose the second option and arrived at the hospital around 6PM. I had already done my pre-registration, so I went directly to the 4th floor. All the birthing rooms were occupied, so I had to settle for a regular room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember getting hooked up to all the monitors, IVs, cords and tubes running everywhere. I was examined by a nurse, giving a shot and was told my labor would start shortly. I waited, and waited, and waited. Nothing felt different, so around 10PM, I thought I'd roll over in the hospital bed and get some rest, anticipating the new arrival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost immediately my water broke, so I forgot about the resting part. I can still remember having the nurses situate the osculating fan to blow directly on me since I was sweaty and hot. Whenever a nurse would come to check my progress, they would wrap themselves in room dividing curtain to stay warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly before 7AM the delivery room bed was brought into my room. I was transferred to the bed and wheeled into the the delivery room. At 7:09AM, Patrick Dwight Barton Sweazy was welcomed into the world by Dr. Dan, Daddy Ric and Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick weighed 7lbs 8oz and was 20 3/4'' long with curly black hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TE4gej7xqmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/s-_wSymq1GA/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TE4gej7xqmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/s-_wSymq1GA/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498367904480078434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 16th birthday Patrick! I love you as much today as I did the moment I met you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-5966768404821631733?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5966768404821631733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=5966768404821631733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5966768404821631733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5966768404821631733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/16-years-ago-july-26-1994_26.html' title='16 Years Ago, July 26, 1994'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TE4gej7xqmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/s-_wSymq1GA/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-5096718265438817207</id><published>2010-07-24T08:50:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T09:37:11.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cades Cove</title><content type='html'>Every time we go to Tennessee, we go through Cades Cove. Only difference this time than last is we went &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;all the way&lt;/span&gt; through the 11 mile loop. It was beautiful, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TErwbAD10wI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Ya3ptD63YJI/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TErwbAD10wI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Ya3ptD63YJI/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497470641822356226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a popular trip when you visit the Great Smokies. Settlers came in 1819 and by the 1850's the population was 685 in 137 homes. Many of the homes remain today and can be seen as you drive through the trail or you can get out of your vehicle and tour the barns, mill, churches and several other trails. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr1JUhcLhI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fLUuh_ix_8k/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr1JUhcLhI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fLUuh_ix_8k/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497475835635707410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view at every turn is spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr4x0YLjlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/z4MQl5zm9Ag/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr4x0YLjlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/z4MQl5zm9Ag/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497479829916454482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr4Ppnx8zI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HHGyWqOtbMI/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr4Ppnx8zI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HHGyWqOtbMI/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497479242913542962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr5wQSRNAI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qgR_TDrpC4A/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr5wQSRNAI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qgR_TDrpC4A/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497480902559740930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr6MTN6CDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8y-wcKldMZc/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEr6MTN6CDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8y-wcKldMZc/s400/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+163.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497481384383088690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-5096718265438817207?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5096718265438817207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=5096718265438817207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5096718265438817207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5096718265438817207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/cades-cove.html' title='Cades Cove'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TErwbAD10wI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Ya3ptD63YJI/s72-c/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-9161685803890228655</id><published>2010-07-23T21:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T21:28:31.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEpOGKAJfnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nqAaY0X3A5o/s1600/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEpOGKAJfnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nqAaY0X3A5o/s320/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497292162830270066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the week at Hidden Mountain Resorts in Sevierville, Tennessee. At left is a picture of our cabin for the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got home, got a bite to eat, still not unpacked yet, and still not sure I'm happy to be back home. It is unbelievable how relaxing it is just five hours from here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back soon for more updates! For now I need to finish unpacking since I can't convince anyone to go back to Tennessee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-9161685803890228655?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/9161685803890228655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=9161685803890228655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/9161685803890228655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/9161685803890228655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-out.html' title='Time Out'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/TEpOGKAJfnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nqAaY0X3A5o/s72-c/Tennessee+vac+7-2010+170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-4087013457622949833</id><published>2010-07-20T07:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T07:52:22.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Until We Meet Again...</title><content type='html'>On Thursday, July 15, 2010, I called my good friend Kendra, who was suppose to be enjoying her vacation with her husband, son, mom and aunt in Orlando, Florida. I was the one who got the surprise when Spencer answered her phone and begin to tell me of the problems she was having. Within minutes a good friend called and we were talking about what had happened and what was going on so far away in Orlando. As we talked, Michelle got the update that Kendra had passed away. Immediately, my cell phone begin to ring, the second line at work was ringing, and it was total ciaos. Each phone call was a friend telling me what happened to one of my best friends. Then and now I can not believe what has happened. I realize if I can’t believe it, I can’t imagine what Lanny, Spencer, Norma and Betty were going through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Thursday I have thought of Kendra almost constantly. I have cried, laughed, smiled and simply remembered all the things we did in her few short years. It seemed every time we were together we would always remember something we had done years earlier and talk about how crazy we were and thank God we weren’t arrested for some of our ‘stunts’. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Phi Beta Psi convention I attended was with Kendra.  We had a great time because we were together, but the convention sucked! The food, gifts, and entertainment was the worst ever. We always shared laughs about that convention because we made it fun for each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kendra and Lanny often had celebrations for holidays and always invited their friends and family. It was no surprise to go to one of these parties and find 30, 40, or 50 friends sharing stories and laughter with them. Kendra loved her family and friends and it showed. Our last party together was the Fourth of July. They had recently vacationed in Tennessee and had purchased a cooler full of fireworks. She had sent me a text message earlier in the week and wanted us to attend to celebrate. Of course we did. Like Kendra, her parties were simply the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanny was at the grill, Norma and Kendra had made scrumptious sides and desserts to go along with the meat Lanny was grilling. I remember Kendra telling me I just had to try some of her spinach dip. She wasn’t wrong; it was the best I’ve ever tasted! Like always, we had enough food to feed an army, but that’s the way she liked it. Later in the evening, when it got dark enough, we enjoyed the fireworks all around us. It was another memorable time with Kendra and Lanny. When we left, I hugged Kendra and told her I missed her and loved her,  and appreciated the invite to her home to celebrate the 4th, little did I realize it would be the last time I’d see her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could go days or weeks in between times we talked, but whenever I needed something, Kendra would be there for me or I would be there for her if she needed me. Today is the celebration of Kendra’s life.  A life and friendship that was taken too soon, but God has a plan for each of us. I don’t understand why He needed to take Kendra at this time, but, just like always, we will meet again and pick right back up in conservation and good times like we always did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again, Luv u!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-4087013457622949833?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4087013457622949833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=4087013457622949833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4087013457622949833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4087013457622949833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/until-we-met-again.html' title='Until We Meet Again...'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-8895272419681821145</id><published>2010-07-02T21:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T22:08:42.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the Time Gone?</title><content type='html'>It's the first week of July already!?! How did that happen?? Just 31 days from today school will be open again. Wow! Time seems to go so fast anymore! We have accomplished several firsts under our belt these past few months. Patrick completed his first year of high school, competed in his first golf conference and sectional. Played his first high school baseball sectional game, and received his first award for attending everyday of school without missing or being tardy for 180 days. I think that is pretty awesome and I'm very proud of his accomplishments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is still playing baseball and golf throughout the summer, which means I'm still traveling to watch him. Just a week left of baseball and I think he'll play golf till the snow falls. If he could get the workers at the clubhouse to clear off the green and fairway, I think he'd play the entire year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still learning, along with everyone else, but it is fun to watch Patrick develop his skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacation is right around the corner for us and I'm getting excited. I will have to do better on my blogging after I'm rested from my time off. Seems like it's been year-end work and reporting all over again with everything I am having to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my faithful followers, I hear you! I promise to post some more interesting pictures in the near future. Please bear with me and my full schedule for a few more days :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates are coming...soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-8895272419681821145?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8895272419681821145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=8895272419681821145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/8895272419681821145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/8895272419681821145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/wheres-time-gone.html' title='Where&apos;s the Time Gone?'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-6435394896098133813</id><published>2010-05-22T22:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:42:47.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Golf Conference</title><content type='html'>Crothersville and 8 other teams headed south to Memphis at Champions Pointe to compete in the Southern Athletic Conference. Trinity, Henryville, New Washington, South Central, Columbus Christian, Lanesville, Borden and Rock Creek. Tee time was 12:30PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl Bowman, Kyle Davis, Marc Bowman, Zach Elliott, Kayla Barnett, Cameron Royalty, Corey Lewis and Patrick Sweazy unloaded from the bus and made their way to the club house to get their bag of balls and head to the driving range to warm up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference010.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each team member took their time warming up. Cameron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference011.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference013.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference021.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference024.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference019.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least everyone was in agreement about which way the ball was hit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference027.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting everyone from hole one gave the fourth and fifth team member a little bit of time to relax and watch the competition in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference028.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champions Pointe is a beautiful designed golf course with attractive scenery whichever way you look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference026.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference026.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front 9 started out fairly decent for Patrick, with just a few 1, 2 or 3 over pars to finish with a 57.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference032.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference035.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference035.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference046.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference042.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference042.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short break, we headed to the back 9. Sometimes I wonder what is going through their minds, as they are walking to hit their ball again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference050.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference050.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference051.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference058.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference058.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chipping to the green...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference052.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference053.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference053.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All four make it to the green and eyed their ball prior to hitting it in the cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference054.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference054.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference059.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference059.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Papaw stayed for almost 5 hours, until they pooped out and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference055.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference055.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing up on hole 18, with the clubhouse in the background, his last stroll down the fairway, the day of golf was winding to a close. The back 9 proved to be a bit easier as Patrick finished it with a 53. His total for the day was 110.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference061.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference061.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final score sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfconference065.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfconference065.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great day for Patrick and the Tiger team. This was my first golf conference and it was everything I was looking forward to and more. Next up for the Tiger team is the sectional which will be held at Bedford. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final scores were Trinity 359, Henryville 378, Lanesville 387, Columbus Christian 413, New Washington 425, Borden 430, South Central 431, Crothersville 442, and Rock Creek 504.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-6435394896098133813?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6435394896098133813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=6435394896098133813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6435394896098133813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6435394896098133813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/05/golf-conference.html' title='Golf Conference'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1826701856878811749</id><published>2010-05-21T22:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T22:26:46.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=photo2-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/photo2-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=photo1-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/photo1-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The varsity baseball team traveled northwest of Westport for a game against South Decatur. Surprisingly, we played the entire game without a delay of lightening or raindrops. Unfortunately, others weren't as lucky as us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, we always have His promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=photo3-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/photo3-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1826701856878811749?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1826701856878811749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1826701856878811749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1826701856878811749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1826701856878811749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/05/beautiful-promise.html' title='Beautiful Promise'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-4144772190401690744</id><published>2010-05-16T18:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T13:27:24.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up There?</title><content type='html'>I only had my zoom lens and couldn't get a good shot of the clouds as they were rolling in...&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Mitchelltourney5-15025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Mitchelltourney5-15025.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the above photo, this set of clouds didn't bring any rain either, but they were still pretty to look at...&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Mitchelltourney5-15027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Mitchelltourney5-15027.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what tomorrow will bring?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-4144772190401690744?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4144772190401690744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=4144772190401690744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4144772190401690744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4144772190401690744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/05/whats-up-there.html' title='What&apos;s Up There?'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-6898033308096225025</id><published>2010-05-16T18:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T22:06:02.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tournaments and Friends</title><content type='html'>I can remember several years ago when my parents and I would follow my brothers and their baseball teams all over Indiana, Ohio, and Kentucky to play in tournaments. My brothers teams were pretty awesome back then and we would usually end up playing in the championship game each weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was a little different in several different ways. One, Patrick's team didn't get to play in the championship game. Two, I think I actually &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;enjoyed&lt;/span&gt; being at a baseball diamond all day Saturday. Three, new friendships were made and old friendships were made stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice hat Greg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Mitchelltourney5-15028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Mitchelltourney5-15028.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Crothersville at 8AM and traveled to Mitchell. Unlike the past, Saturday was just a four team tournament. Crothersville vs Mitchell, followed by Shakamak against Clarksville. Following the opening two games, the consolation game would be played, followed by the championship game. Regardless, we were guaranteed two games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first game was over too quickly as we were defeated 11-1 in six innings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my brothers baseball years, the parents of the players would always get together and plan the meal for the day. We still do that today! Ham, turkey, bologna and cheese sandwiches, potato salad, cookies, chips, drinks, apples, bananas, etc. Basically, you name it, someone has probably brought it! I was too busy getting things ready for the hungry young men and unfortunately wasn't able to snap any pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the athletes got their bellies full, some played cards, some just relaxed and some played football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Mitchelltourney5-15033.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Mitchelltourney5-15033.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting up early, packing the vehicles with everything needed for the entire day, sitting through the first game, and eating lunch, some just crumbled from exhaustion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Mitchelltourney5-15034.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Mitchelltourney5-15034.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others just relaxed and watched as Clarksville beat Shakamak in 8 innings 4-3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Mitchelltourney5-15038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Mitchelltourney5-15038.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything was cleaned up and put away it was time to play some baseball again.  Crothersville faced a very experienced team and eventually lost to Shakamak in the consolation game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In both games the Tigers played well and I'm sure gained some experience. Eventually the wins will come and pretty soon we should once again be bringing home the hardware after the championship game, just like in the past.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick on defense at second base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Mitchelltourney5-15049.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Mitchelltourney5-15049.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the team was loaded on the bus and headed home, they decided to stop at McDonalds for their supper meal. When we were getting ready to leave, the clouds rolled in and a thunderstorm poured down. Unfortunately, the championship game was cancelled and I'm not sure when or if it will be played.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-6898033308096225025?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6898033308096225025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=6898033308096225025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6898033308096225025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6898033308096225025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/05/tournaments-and-friends.html' title='Tournaments and Friends'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-3627920586167576038</id><published>2010-05-16T17:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T18:07:52.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Year Member</title><content type='html'>Recently, 16 of the 17 members of Phi Beta Psi Sorority, along with a few special guests, met at the burg's local restaurant, Lucille's, to honor Norma England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Mitchelltourney5-15006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Mitchelltourney5-15006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifty years ago, Norma became a member of the sorority.  For the past month we have been planning this celebration right under her nose and she had no clue about it until she walked into the restaurant and everyone yelled, "Surprise!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great evening with fellow sisters and special friends. Some couldn't get over the shock of being there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Mitchelltourney5-15013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Mitchelltourney5-15013.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kendra Smith will be celebrating 25 years as a sorority member in September!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norma is a great role model for many. I will be 94 years old when I get my 50 year pin, but I will always remember this evening I got to share with a great person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Norma!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-3627920586167576038?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3627920586167576038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=3627920586167576038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3627920586167576038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3627920586167576038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/05/50-year-member.html' title='50 Year Member'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-2367007502144389442</id><published>2010-05-08T14:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T15:05:30.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeks and Valleys</title><content type='html'>Life is full of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is often a struggle to make it to the top of the peek. But, when you finally make it to the top and you fall all the way to the bottom, in the lowest part of the valley, that's when you learn the most in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only everyone played by the same rules. That would make it fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more weeks of peeks and valleys, then I get a break. It can't come fast enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-2367007502144389442?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2367007502144389442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=2367007502144389442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/2367007502144389442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/2367007502144389442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/05/peeks-and-valleys.html' title='Peeks and Valleys'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-3232672038728944518</id><published>2010-05-04T21:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T21:54:05.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love the Game!</title><content type='html'>Today Patrick traveled to Pekin (Eastern) for a baseball game. Sadly, the Tigers haven't won a game yet this year, but tonight was a bit of a different story. The final score was 10-7 in favor of the Musketeers. Other games the young men have played has been 12-2, 14-3, 15-1, etc. All games lost after a fourth inning 10-run rule. Tonight we were down to the final out, in the top of the seventh inning, before the outcome of the game was determined. Tonight was still a loss, but, in my opinion, it was a win mentally. Hopefully that will be what the young Tiger team needs to start putting some runs on the scoreboard and some wins in their back pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I help the team by doing the scorebook. I've done a scorebook since Patrick has been 5 years old and playing in Pee Wee League. From there, to Little League to Pony League and now on to High School. It's fun to watch all the kids grow from opponents to teammates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents and fans that used to be on separate sides during the youth leagues are now united and on the same team. Who would have thought that would have happened when we were so competitive during the Little League days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next game for the Tigers is a doubleheader home game against Borden. Hopefully the young men will grow from tonight's experiences and build on their accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very proud of the Tiger team tonight and look forward to Saturday! I'll post results and maybe some pictures too of the next game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goooooo Tigers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick scores on a grand slam from Dalton Brasher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=054.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/054.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing some of his defensive skills at third base&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=070.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/070.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-3232672038728944518?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3232672038728944518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=3232672038728944518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3232672038728944518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3232672038728944518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-love-game.html' title='I Love the Game!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-7951975982606156647</id><published>2010-05-01T21:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:18:39.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Community Weekend</title><content type='html'>Saturday is a day most in our little burg look forward too all winter. Community yard/garage sale day. A little bit of rain over night and a few sprinkles early this morning didn't dampen their spirits. Some can't wait for this day to get rid of their junk they have stored and not used for years, as well as some that look forward to this day to find that special treasure they have been looking for forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were up early this morning and out shopping at sunrise. Bargains were easy to find. Ric and Patrick found some tools and some fishing equipment that they couldn't live without! I found my brother a lawn mower, that works! I don't know who was happier, us or the seller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was a big part of the day too. FFA had their world famous pork burgers at The Peoples' Bank, the men's auxiliary had pulled pork sandwiches and the volunteer firemen had their delicious fish sandwiches at the fire department. The funnel cake van was at the stop light with several people getting their warm, sweet dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to the days ahead with today being sort of the kick off to spring, which means warm weather, grilling out, opening the pool and sharing the warm sunny days with family and good friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-7951975982606156647?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7951975982606156647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=7951975982606156647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7951975982606156647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7951975982606156647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/05/community-weekend.html' title='Community Weekend'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-5645310803124275590</id><published>2010-04-28T13:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:31:42.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All About ME!</title><content type='html'>Next month I have an appointment with my family doctor for my annual physical. I thought I'd have to wait till then to get the news about myself, but I was wrong! I got the 'all about me' diagnosis this morning...and I'm happy to say it didn't cost me a dime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I have a 'new' bestie I didn't even know about. Someone who has been tracking my every move, watching me when they didn't think I would notice. The accusations they made are true and false. Not sure if I'd say false or just flat out lying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a blog I frequent, along with several others, but this particular one I visit when I need a good laugh. Upon my visit to this blog, if the person has posted, I usually sit back in amazement thinking, "Does she really think people are going to believe this shit?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her latest post has my name mentioned, in pretty bold, blue lettering and spelled correctly!!! Both my first and last name!!! She knows I visit her blog, she knows from which computer I visit. She &lt;em&gt;thinks&lt;/em&gt; I have been trying to hide something?? I don't understand what I have to hide. It's a public blog, just like mine and anyone can view it if they have the address.  Honestly, I have told a few people the address so they can see this unbelievable crap for themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you, you just have to see it to believe it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has accused me of signing in as an anonymous person and making a comment on her post. That is another lie and something I have not done and will not do. I actually considered posting this as a comment to her insane post on her blog, but figured she would somehow alter what I'm saying and turn it into more lies, so I just posted it here on my blog so the facts will be correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will call my doctor first thing in the morning and cancel my annual physical for next week since I already know everything about me! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-5645310803124275590?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5645310803124275590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=5645310803124275590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5645310803124275590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5645310803124275590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-about-me.html' title='All About ME!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-7657182635656373844</id><published>2010-04-20T23:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T23:25:39.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LOSING!</title><content type='html'>I'm tired of it. I thought this year would be different. Guess I was wrong! I've got three more years, hopefully something will change!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-7657182635656373844?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7657182635656373844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=7657182635656373844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7657182635656373844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7657182635656373844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/losing.html' title='LOSING!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-3412494678299285112</id><published>2010-04-17T05:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T05:58:39.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>Change happens everyday. Some days nothing happens that makes a difference. Somedays just by answering one phone call can make a difference in your world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; do today that will make a difference in your world or change someone else's world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-3412494678299285112?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3412494678299285112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=3412494678299285112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3412494678299285112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3412494678299285112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-3752248891802821849</id><published>2010-04-10T20:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T20:43:33.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Michigan vs Crothersville</title><content type='html'>Today the Tiger baseball team traveled to Austin to play Tri County, a team from Michigan. The Tiger's home field was too wet to play in Crothersville. Austin was playing Sparta, another team from Michigan at 2PM this afternoon, so they were kind enough to let their neighbors use their facility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tri County is a school of approximately 700 students in high school and a class 2A school. Their school is around 25 miles from Grand Rapids, Michigan. They are on spring break and traveling to their next regional tournament game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since they were traveling through our area, they contacted our athletic director to see if they could play our team. It was interesting to see if they were any different than our team. They weren't. Their team consisted of 4 seniors, 10 juniors, and 2 sophomores. They were a bit older than our team, but we were still able to play the game against them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During warm ups, Patrick was able to field the ball and make a good throw to Dalton at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=baseball4-10-10014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/baseball4-10-10014.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tigers managed 6 runs in 6 innings. Patrick scored the first run for the Tigers on a walk. His second at bat for the afternoon was also a walk but he failed to make it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=baseball4-10-10015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/baseball4-10-10015.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his final at bat in the fifth inning, the pitcher finally threw some strikes. After a couple foul tips, Tri County's pitcher finally got the best of Patrick and he stuck out, swinging and missing the last pitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final score of the afternoon was Tri County 17, Crothersville 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four baseball games and a golf match will make for a busy week, but hopefully I'll manage some more pictures to share. Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-3752248891802821849?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3752248891802821849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=3752248891802821849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3752248891802821849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/3752248891802821849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/photobucket.html' title='Michigan vs Crothersville'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-7527826226624189113</id><published>2010-04-10T07:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T08:01:24.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Part III - Society</title><content type='html'>Part 3 of a 4 part series. Today a few hints about society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &gt; Call your family often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &gt; Each day give something &lt;br /&gt;     good to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &gt; Forgive everyone for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &gt; Spend time with people &lt;br /&gt;     over the gage of 70 and &lt;br /&gt;     under the age of 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &gt; Try to make at least three&lt;br /&gt;     people smile each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &gt; What other people think of you&lt;br /&gt;     is none of your business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &gt; Your job won't take care&lt;br /&gt;     of you when you are sick.&lt;br /&gt;     Your family will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this helps at least one person ;) Hopefully everyone has a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-7527826226624189113?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7527826226624189113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=7527826226624189113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7527826226624189113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7527826226624189113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/part-iii-society.html' title='Part III - Society'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-91251361264139821</id><published>2010-04-08T20:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T14:12:02.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FORE!!!</title><content type='html'>Today, Tuesday, April 8 was Patrick's first golf match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfApril82010004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfApril82010004.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful course this is! This was also my first time at an actual match. I was froze to the bone with the 30+mph winds and 40 degree temperatures. Certainly not my idea of an evening on a golf course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfApril82010020.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfApril82010020.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He carefully places is ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfApril82010021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfApril82010021.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfApril82010022.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfApril82010022.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfApril82010023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfApril82010023.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfApril82010024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfApril82010024.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfApril82010025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfApril82010025.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfApril82010026.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfApril82010026.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to find my ball and hit it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfApril82010027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfApril82010027.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crothersville vs Henryville and Christian Academy. Here Patrick and Cody, from Henryville, make their way to the next hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfApril82010051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfApril82010051.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chip shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfApril82010052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfApril82010052.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking up his clubs and on to another par 4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfApril82010067.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfApril82010067.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick's first high school golf outing with Kyle Davis, Dillon Maxie, Cameron Royalty and Darrin Briner. This is a great group of golfers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=golfApril82010085.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/golfApril82010085.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick made me proud today, as always, and I can't wait till the next time he gets to go again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goooooooooooo TIGERS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-91251361264139821?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/91251361264139821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=91251361264139821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/91251361264139821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/91251361264139821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/four.html' title='FORE!!!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1080252657767295963</id><published>2010-04-04T18:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T19:06:38.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'>#17</title><content type='html'>Saturday was Patrick's first baseball game with the Crothersville High School team! He was so excited he said he could hardly sleep Friday night. Once he got up and showered, he sat down in the living room and took in a deep breath and said, "My dream has come true! I've waited all my life to play my first high school game, and today I get that chance!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Baseball4-3-10055.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Baseball4-3-10055.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said in four years his dream will come true by playing in his first college game and then someday his first game as a New York Yankee! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He was so excited all day long he could barely set still and was helping everybody. Here he's getting a drink of Gatorade for the umpires. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Baseball4-3-10034.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Baseball4-3-10034.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got tickled when the umpire asked if he had 'spiked' it with anything and the coach from Christian Academy wanted some too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Baseball4-3-10032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Baseball4-3-10032.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had made the team biscuits and gravy before the early morning game, but by noon they were hungry for lunch. Thanks to the parents, the team enjoyed a delicious snack at lunch to help them make it throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Baseball4-3-10058.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Baseball4-3-10058.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick finally made it into the game and was up to bat.  He had his eye on the ball as it passed by him low and outside. Good eye Patrick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Baseball4-3-10073.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Baseball4-3-10073.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next pitch was right where he wanted it! Eye on the ball and the follow through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Baseball4-3-10075.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Baseball4-3-10075.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Baseball4-3-10076.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Baseball4-3-10076.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Baseball4-3-10077.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Baseball4-3-10077.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long fly ball turned into a double!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Baseball4-3-10078.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Baseball4-3-10078.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Baseball4-3-10086.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Baseball4-3-10086.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later he stole third and was congratulated by Coach Adams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Baseball4-3-10096.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Baseball4-3-10096.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bases are loaded and the next batter walks, which scores Patrick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Baseball4-3-10108.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Baseball4-3-10108.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Baseball4-3-10110.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Baseball4-3-10110.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the Tigers lost their home opener, but everyone expects great things from this years Tiger team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know one team member who can't wait for the next opportunity to put on his uniform and take the field in hopes of his first high school win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=Baseball4-3-10122.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/Baseball4-3-10122.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goooooooo Tigers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1080252657767295963?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1080252657767295963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1080252657767295963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1080252657767295963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1080252657767295963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/17.html' title='#17'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-7043721204722776233</id><published>2010-04-02T10:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T11:02:14.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>64 to 65 to 96!</title><content type='html'>No surprise to most, but I'm a huge sports fan. Basketball, baseball, football, NASCAR, volleyball, softball, etc. You name it, I probably have played or watched it sometime or another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I read where the NCAA is talking about increasing the field of 65 tournament teams to 96! My first thought was, yippie! More college basketball! But after reading some comments and doing a little thinking myself, I'm not so sure this is a good idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An earlier post I made in reference to the graduation rate of the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;student&lt;/span&gt; athlete with the current tournament teams, I'm not so sure increasing the teams is such a good idea. The graduation rate of the college athlete isn't something you'd write home about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96 team field would have 30 seeded teams playing 90 seeded teams. Not sure that would be very exciting. Currently the tournament lasts for three weeks. The NCAA is still wanting to keep the same time schedule (so they don't interfere with the Masters golf tournament) but play on Tuesday and Wednesday also. This would create a problem for the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;student&lt;/span&gt; athlete, as they would be out of class for the entire second week of the tournament. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we go back to talking about what comes first. The sport or academics. I'm sure the controversy will continue no matter what is decided. I just hope in the end it isn't the money that wins the argument, but those arguing have the student's careers in mind first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit more sports news for those that are still reading. Jim Boeheim of Syracuse was voted college basketball coach of the year with 38 votes of the 65 member media panel. Robert Montgomery Knight was not up for election this year. Had he been, he would have collected all 65 votes himself.  At least Gene Keady or John Calipari didn't win either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the NIT, the Dayton Flyers defeated the North Carolina Tar Heels 79-68.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball will continue Saturday, with the Final Four teams competing in Indianapolis' Lucas Oil Stadium. Butler Bulldogs are playing the Michigan State Spartans and Duke Blue Devils are against West Virginia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the Dogs are still playing Monday night and are the eventually champions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-7043721204722776233?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7043721204722776233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=7043721204722776233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7043721204722776233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7043721204722776233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/64-to-65-to-96.html' title='64 to 65 to 96!'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-4250152892861331847</id><published>2010-03-31T15:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T16:14:36.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Customer Experience Story</title><content type='html'>On March 27, I received an email telling me on March 27 I would no longer be able to get my email through my yahoo account. The email gave me instructions to change over to the new, smoother, quicker system. Ha! I also have to move all my saved emails, folders, and contacts too. Again, they provide simple, easy instructions to follow to make this transition an easy process. Again, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trying several times and getting different responses and outcomes with each attempt, I decide to call the 1-800 number provided. I wish I had one dollar for each time I heard, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     "We are experiencing an unusual&lt;br /&gt;     busy period. Your call is very &lt;br /&gt;     important to us. Your call will &lt;br /&gt;     be answered in the order it was &lt;br /&gt;     received. Your estimated wait &lt;br /&gt;     time is less than....&lt;br /&gt;     30 minutes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;30 minutes!!!&lt;/span&gt; Wow! I did wait, but it was longer than any 30 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=timephoto.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/timephoto.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was debating weather to let them know they need to re-record their message because the wait time was well over 30 minutes! But, I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the best southern Georgia voice the lady on the other end of the line says, "May I have your telephone number, can you verify the name on the account, can you verify the address. Thank you and and I apologize for any inconvenience, how may I help you today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explain to her about my email situation and she is quick to respond by telling me the server for them is down right now and they are quickly working on a solution and everything should be resolved by tomorrow. Until then I will not be able to do anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is there anything else I can assist you with today?" asks my southern Georgia friend. "No, not today, but if I have to call back tomorrow if I am still experiencing problems, is there a direct line I could call since I've been on the line for 58 minutes and 17 seconds?" I ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, she is very sorry and apologetic for any inconvenience and problems I am having, but at this time, there is only the one number. Great! Hopefully I won't have to call them tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I had nothing else, she completed the ticket and thanked me for calling. "You have a blessed day," she said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I got off the phone, I check my email. To my surprise I had a new message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=photo1-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/photo1-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, pretty quick, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With any luck, the server will be up and running tomorrow...I'll keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-4250152892861331847?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4250152892861331847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=4250152892861331847' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4250152892861331847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4250152892861331847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-customer-experience-story.html' title='Another Customer Experience Story'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-7010530048931360258</id><published>2010-03-28T22:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T22:19:49.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Really Good Advice</title><content type='html'>Personality - Part II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part two of a four part series. This post will be about personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't compare your life to the life of others. You might think you know what their journey is all about, but in reality, you have no idea at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't over do. Keep you limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your precious energy on gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream more while you are awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget issues of the past. Don't remind your partner of his or her mistakes of the past. That will ruin your present happiness. If you are still talking of past issues, you haven't really forgotten them. If you had, you wouldn't still be talking about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don't hate others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is in charge of your happiness except you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn. Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile and laugh more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all of us learned and lived by these simple instructions, wouldn't this world be a much more beautiful, loving, and caring place? All of us are human and sometimes our fleshly body gets the best of us, me included. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all take time to examine ourselves and realize what is truly in our heart. It's  not going to be that difficult to put the right foot forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've forgotten the past and I'm going to smile and laugh more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-7010530048931360258?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7010530048931360258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=7010530048931360258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7010530048931360258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7010530048931360258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/some-really-good-advice.html' title='Some Really Good Advice'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-5811312971883640770</id><published>2010-03-27T13:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T18:28:42.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>50</title><content type='html'>Today I celebrated my 50th birthday. Patrick and Ric got me a black cake! What is up with that? Patrick says I'm over the hill, to which I quickly replied, "I don't think so!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=50birthday004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/50birthday004.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him I was at the very top of the hill and if I make it through this year, next year I'll be over. Of course, next year will never get here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=50birthday005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/50birthday005.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They think it's funny cause they had my cake sprayed black and Patrick wanted to put candles all over it, but he said they only came in packs of 24 and he didn't want to spend the money for three packs, so he just got the 5 &amp; 0 numbers, lol and used the few candles he found in the cabinet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=50birthday010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/50birthday010.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black icing does create some fun times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=50birthday013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/50birthday013.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite time of the year. Not only do I celebrate my birthday, but Spring is coming, endless college basketball, spending time and creating memories with those I love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-5811312971883640770?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5811312971883640770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=5811312971883640770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5811312971883640770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/5811312971883640770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/50.html' title='50'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1651537725280395914</id><published>2010-03-26T17:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T17:43:38.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break '10...Part II</title><content type='html'>Over 150 miles traveled and still going strong. Had an enjoyable stay at our favorite Inn this week only to cap that off with another trip south to the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=springbreak10001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/springbreak10001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never been into the museum of the Falls of the Ohio, but plan too one day real soon. It seems every time we go past this place the water is up and swiftly moving down stream. Always to high and swift for a little wadding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the summer drought will be a good time to go and check out the fossil beds (note to self) when it will be safe to do a little hiking in the river bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the water and weather wasn't very cooperative, we still managed some good photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=springbreak10003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/springbreak10003.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traffic seemed a bit more congested than normal. I guess everyone was heading home after a long, enjoyable, relaxing Spring Break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=springbreak10005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/springbreak10005.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another memorable day in our week of Spring Break 2010 and now looking forward to the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely satisfied I can make news worth talking about for my blog followers and they are able to us it to blog about something on their blog. Ahhhh, life is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekend. I am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1651537725280395914?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1651537725280395914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1651537725280395914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1651537725280395914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1651537725280395914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-10part-ii.html' title='Spring Break &apos;10...Part II'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-6724769904147923446</id><published>2010-03-25T17:39:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:37:55.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break '10</title><content type='html'>This year for Spring Break we had several options to choose from. With our busy schedules and trying to work in all the practices for Patrick's freshman year of spring sports, it was easy to make our final choice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=006-5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/006-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love it here. Not that far from home and its a beautiful place to relax. Some think you have to wait till you get your yearly pass to enjoy the fun, but we proved all those people wrong this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=007-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/007-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we ventured out around the park looking for a shelter house with a fire place. Sure enough we found one, got a fire started, and before long we were eating grilled hot dogs! A little rain wasn't going to stop us from having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=005-6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/005-6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had our daily swim in the heated pool, we have played some ping pong (I've won every game but one!), and we just finished eating supper in the fabulous restaurant. Our view from the windows in our room show the rain is still coming down, but that's not bothering us a bit. It sure felt nice to have my afternoon nap in our quiet, comfy room at Spring Mill Inn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-6724769904147923446?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6724769904147923446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=6724769904147923446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6724769904147923446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/6724769904147923446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-10.html' title='Spring Break &apos;10'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-4590713261647629130</id><published>2010-03-22T17:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T18:04:42.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Live With The Three E's</title><content type='html'>Part I - Health&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The 3 E's are Energy, Enthusiasm and Empathy. That seems easy enough. Get 7 hours of sleep a night, that will help you generate energy. Be enthusiastic about what you are doing. Even though it's boring and a repeat of the day before, be excited. The day will go faster and be more enjoyable! Finally, be willing to help others and understand their feelings. One, two or all three can be difficult on a daily basis, but with practice all three are obtainable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar. Eat more food that grows on trees and plants and less food that is manufactured in plants. Take time to pray, play games, read more books and sit in silence for 10 minutes each day. Take a 10-30 minute walk on a daily basis and as you are walking, make sure to smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received the above in an email a few days ago and it seems like the start of a daily routine that will lead to good health! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back in a few days to see what part II is about. Until then, keep smiling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-4590713261647629130?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4590713261647629130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=4590713261647629130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4590713261647629130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4590713261647629130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/live-with-three-es.html' title='Live With The Three E&apos;s'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-670362920477760781</id><published>2010-03-20T12:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T12:31:29.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs of Spring</title><content type='html'>It's easy to tell when the winter season is behind us and spring is approaching. The grocery stores, convenient stores and gas stations have bags of mulch stacked up, the green houses have been getting a fresh coat of paint, the flower shops start sprucing up their places and getting the tables set up for the new flower arrivals, you see kids riding their bicycles, new moms are getting their baby strollers out and taking a walks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also other ways to notice the change of seasons and realize spring is here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=spring.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/spring.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-670362920477760781?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/670362920477760781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=670362920477760781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/670362920477760781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/670362920477760781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/signs-of-spring.html' title='Signs of Spring'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-2403443647328895914</id><published>2010-03-18T10:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T10:10:04.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Isn't What It Use To Be</title><content type='html'>Today use to be a day I looked forward to all year long…the start of the NCAA tournament. Brackets complete and turned in no later than 12 noon. I’d have my portable TV tuned into CBS, waiting for the ball to be tossed in the air.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When I worked at the US Shoe factory (several years ago) I was the one who passed out the bracket sheets for everyone to fill out. I’m not sure how many people were employed at the time, but almost everyone filled out a bracket sheet, or two or three. I'd also put all 64 teams in a can and for a buck you could draw a team from the can in hopes of winning the pot of $64 dollars. Usually, I'd have 2-3 cans going around! I always enjoyed being the score keeper and posting the names of the people who were leading early in the pool, only to be overtaken by someone who picked the upsets correctly. Some could have been skillful pickings, but for the most part it was just pure luck. I miss those times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as the tournament begins again, I haven’t passed out any brackets, I haven’t filled one out, and I don’t have my portable TV at my side. It’s just not the same for me anymore. The hype is long gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find an interesting article today as I was looking through the headlines. The title of the article is: &lt;em&gt;Which NCAA teams have the best and worst graduation rates?&lt;/em&gt; The US Secretary of Educations says college basketball teams that don’t graduate at least 40 percent of its players should be banned from the NCAA tournament. There is an annual report of the graduation rates of the teams in the tournament and it seems the top seeds have the worst graduation rates. I guess that means the days of the student-athlete are long gone at some colleges.  Not surprising, to me, the number one seed, Kentucky, graduated just 31 percent of its students, the sixth-lowest rate among the 65 teams, but far ahead of Maryland, which only saw eight percent of its basketball players graduate on time. Eight is just ONE player!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The annual report wasn’t all bad news as some top programs like BYU, Duke, Marquette, Notre Dame, Villanova and Wake Forest graduated over 90 percent of their players. The average seed for these teams is 8.8. For many of the college players the days of being a student first has stopped and academics have taken a back seat to athletics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this week we had the opportunity to meet with this years high school baseball coaches. They went over what is expected of themselves, the team and the parents.  It was not a surprise to hear them call the players student-athletes. All the coaches were concerned with the players’ grades and have set aside time to help the team with their studies, if needed. Of course, there aren’t any of the athletes looking to be playing for the New York Yankees with a 2.5 million contract in their near future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some (most) of the men’s college basketball teams need to take a step back and look at the reason for their education and worry about the academic part of their life first!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-2403443647328895914?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2403443647328895914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=2403443647328895914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/2403443647328895914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/2403443647328895914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-isnt-what-it-use-to-be.html' title='Today Isn&apos;t What It Use To Be'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-1653015959037181198</id><published>2010-03-09T13:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T13:52:37.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciate the Little Things in Life</title><content type='html'>It is amazing how the littlest things in life can make you smile or absolutely laugh out loud. Sometimes I find something interesting on the web or receive an email from my favorite cousin in Louisville, Kentucky, and just can’t wait to share it with my closest friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was one of those days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my friend Shelley during my lunch and just hearing her voice made me smile and laugh out loud. I was actually smiling as I was dialing her number, just anticipating her answering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had shared an email with her earlier today and I just couldn’t wait to call her and comment on her response. Shelley was also eating her lunch and laughing as she answered the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter is contagious too. As I was laughing out loud, my daily lunch partners, Mark and Leslie, were getting a good laugh too.  All of us were feeling pretty darn good today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I type this post I can’t help but still have the smile on my face and occasionally let out a chuckle or two just thinking about the topics of conservation today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I normally say on my facebook page status, “Life is good today”, today life IS good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-1653015959037181198?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1653015959037181198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=1653015959037181198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1653015959037181198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/1653015959037181198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/appreciate-little-things-in-life.html' title='Appreciate the Little Things in Life'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-2347897689060500645</id><published>2010-03-04T08:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T09:03:34.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Difference of Opinions</title><content type='html'>It's amazing how some circumstances excite and satisfy individuals when the exact same thing does nothing for others. Just more proof some humans have higher standards and values than others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-2347897689060500645?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2347897689060500645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=2347897689060500645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/2347897689060500645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/2347897689060500645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/difference-of-opinions.html' title='Difference of Opinions'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-4789101456793756503</id><published>2010-03-02T13:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T13:46:39.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Kelly</title><content type='html'>Most know Kelly Osbourne. The whacked out drug daughter of Ossie Osbourne. Recently, she was on the TV show, Dancing With the Stars. I watched as she struggled with self confidence during her dancing routine. Her dancing wasn't bad, but she had no belief in her ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I find the following quotes she's told some interviewer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Osbourne, who went through rehab&lt;br /&gt;     for drug and alcohol addiction &lt;br /&gt;     three times, told US Weekly: &lt;br /&gt;     "I took more hell for being &lt;br /&gt;     fat than I did for being an &lt;br /&gt;     absolute raging drug addict. &lt;br /&gt;     I will never understand that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The 25-year-old daughter of &lt;br /&gt;     Sharon and Ozzy Osbourne said  &lt;br /&gt;     she hated herself while  &lt;br /&gt;     battling her weight problem, &lt;br /&gt;     and what made it worse was &lt;br /&gt;     how public it became.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     "Some horrible obnoxious &lt;br /&gt;     teenager screamed out a &lt;br /&gt;     car window to me,  &lt;br /&gt;     'You're fat!' &lt;br /&gt;     I went to my parents  &lt;br /&gt;     bawling, 'I would rather &lt;br /&gt;     be called ugly than &lt;br /&gt;     be called fat!'" &lt;br /&gt;     she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs to tell Ms. Osbourne ugly is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt; while fat people can diet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-4789101456793756503?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4789101456793756503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=4789101456793756503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4789101456793756503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/4789101456793756503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/poor-kelly.html' title='Poor Kelly'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-8961019391493717811</id><published>2010-03-01T16:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T16:41:25.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ultimate Customer Experience</title><content type='html'>How many times have you been in a situation where you are checking out, paying a bill, or just simply having to wait for someone to wait on you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been waiting in a line only to make it to the front then the person asks why you are there and you are rudely told you'll have to wait? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you are waiting to be waited upon, the receptionist is filing a chipped nail, talking on the phone to a family member as they are trying to figure out what they are going to cook for supper, or they are just ignoring you all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the hardest jobs I believe there is, is working for the public. Having to remember the 'public' is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; correct. Well, there are instances when I can prove they are wrong. Rather than draw it to their attention, sometimes it's just best to say, "Thank you and have a nice day."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-8961019391493717811?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8961019391493717811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=8961019391493717811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/8961019391493717811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/8961019391493717811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/ultimate-customer-experience.html' title='The Ultimate Customer Experience'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8359500404258872174.post-7921940013185107465</id><published>2010-02-19T09:45:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T12:45:06.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Man</title><content type='html'>Valentine's Day is celebrated on February 14 and is a day set aside for people to show their love and affection to one another. My opinion, it should be showed everyday to the ones you love, but for some the 14th is the day companions get engaged, or as in my brother's case, the day he was married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=LarryandAngieswedding068.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/LarryandAngieswedding068.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick was the Best Man for my brother and did an outstanding job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=LarryandAngieswedding135.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/LarryandAngieswedding135.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only his second wedding to be part of. Around 1997, he was a ring barrier in a good friends wedding. Sunday, he was all grown up and standing proudly beside the groom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=LarryandAngieswedding038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/LarryandAngieswedding038.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=LarryandAngieswedding009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/LarryandAngieswedding009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just married and introduced for the first time as &lt;br /&gt;Mr. and Mrs. Larry Riley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to the happy couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/?action=view&amp;current=LarryandAngieswedding060.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/register1978/LarryandAngieswedding060.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8359500404258872174-7921940013185107465?l=itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7921940013185107465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8359500404258872174&amp;postID=7921940013185107465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7921940013185107465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8359500404258872174/posts/default/7921940013185107465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsoffmychestnow.blogspot.com/2010/02/best-man.html' title='The Best Man'/><author><name>Alisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12176513875896644630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iCj54grIRkg/SP4Tm1jbePI/AAAAAAAAADw/qclFAtI86Do/S220/seniors009%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
