tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90286574619552490112024-03-21T00:31:46.239-07:00Lavy CountryLavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.comBlogger104125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-78355378850978142362011-08-19T06:36:00.000-07:002011-08-19T06:41:28.856-07:00Hello, again...Booo! You thought it was dead didn't you :o) I think it was and I just revived it. Was totally the nurse in me just couldn't let it suffer any longer. So does anyone visit blogs any more?? Just in the mood to write and may start it back up. This is a test. This is only a test.... Will I see anyone at the GREAT DARKE COUNTY FAIR tonight? I've got to go run so I can enjoy a bite of elephant ear - yum!
<br />Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-6645394123443764442010-03-27T15:29:00.000-07:002010-03-27T16:01:41.742-07:00Where does the time go....Just sitting here thinking of all the changes, happenings, etc. since that last post. And really, it goes so fast... I transferred from a job I had had for about 13 yrs. It has been a good change but a hard one to make. What keeps us from stepping out, from going beyond our routine and comfort? I guess if we knew it was going to be good it wouldn't be so hard. So, overall is it uncertainty? But look at how much we would miss out on ... if we never stepped that step....<br />Brooklyn started preschool. Wow, that was a tough one, too. It is so hard to deny that dependency on mom. Would I want it that way forever? Of course, not, but still very hard to walk that hallway away from her knowing your baby is feeling that fearfulness of change. Ultimately, she likes it. She gains courage. She has new friends. She has another positive mentor in her life - her adoring teacher. And, she loves to come home and tell of her ventures. We have started building our new house. What an exciting and at times overwhelming feat. We have spent almost a year in our little house. The things you learn about yourself when you take away some of the "extras". The things I took for granted. That is so another story, but at times it has been painful to learn I am just spoiled rotten. Our family has gotten to know each other a little better washing and drying dishes together :o)<br />If last year was the year I learned a little more about people then this year has definitely been the year I've gotten to know myself a little better. Just when you think you've gotten things figured out..... never. I hope all is well and you can see the things in your life that make you smile instead of all the nonsense that is going on around us. Life is good - you just have to shift your focus at times.Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-14366761622551772642009-10-17T09:54:00.000-07:002009-10-17T10:07:46.639-07:00SHE WON!!<div><br /><br /></div><div>Freezing weather was soon forgotten as this intense game got underway. Tied 1:1 first game of tournaments went to shoot-out. Nail biting to say the least. They went through almost 15 shots before we won. Yeah! Lauryn was one of three goals in the shoot-out. The other team made two. Way to go "Blue Thunder"!! On to next game. </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div align="center">Successful shot during shoot-out</div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393615799323806242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGVV7uX2fGgdHrj065mPlJ2-ByXUxRD2tPvDdQdxFieWl13Ge5MgB3WcEAy540AUoAeE7q6HOvYZHiqwFAJgcaUQAYqI7paNQhKSjZGCapjKHLt8DNls73MzQrT7vV7wm6tkc-fxm9fyFu/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><p align="center">Defending - what she does best</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393616240972574146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFO_w6qPw4W52lYU3BtC8uEKkHAfPz5LX_YTEjlO1FFmx5k2pyVOicsM3BSM9gOIGJCqgAtNe8BAQMDiclFrUQhTEZEkl0kPxmdtxiKFkuJHmMYTiQijnTEa99gvgR4vP50Z7_YYLqX8QM/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /></p>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-47758237628999014932009-10-09T06:54:00.000-07:002009-10-09T07:37:33.666-07:00Lauryn's school had a very special event several weeks ago. It was called "Hike and Serve". The theme was showing the hands and feet of Christ to the community. It started early in the morning as the Jr. High and High School students made their way to various business and homes where they were to "serve". The elementary students went to a nature center and hiked and prayed for their fellow students that were serving - that God would help them to be "salt" in our world. It was such a neat scene as we all gathered in the gym afterward. Yes, it was a bunch of bright orange and I think they were a very bright spot in our town! I loved it. I was so proud of who they were and Who they represented.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3O5mS_a5FYgU8wJkCdS7Dh3UVk87ThVP1D5XalATKOkhb484KuTm0Dgc9l9zTr-el1FaWrCJMSEoJkT1iHj2039kp41mSjI59gkZ3PgzVz2asOIbxY2Sl5QK0hbvwocCj3pJxz8zgLS10/s1600-h/014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390600756426863234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3O5mS_a5FYgU8wJkCdS7Dh3UVk87ThVP1D5XalATKOkhb484KuTm0Dgc9l9zTr-el1FaWrCJMSEoJkT1iHj2039kp41mSjI59gkZ3PgzVz2asOIbxY2Sl5QK0hbvwocCj3pJxz8zgLS10/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTBlop9AtCk7ZwlBjfkLMsWU01CUVvPY-ijT426_myyeur41JIq2Utw_s07vEhgDbu5PD4lAbGND-eZClrQaL4MPsyJPWaOzlodI8iqntLADd75w7j9_un4Xz7JMmPeWIDSiVRoid4r8QA/s1600-h/013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390600499490188290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTBlop9AtCk7ZwlBjfkLMsWU01CUVvPY-ijT426_myyeur41JIq2Utw_s07vEhgDbu5PD4lAbGND-eZClrQaL4MPsyJPWaOzlodI8iqntLADd75w7j9_un4Xz7JMmPeWIDSiVRoid4r8QA/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhugzRTkJKQov-z3C_f2HfGetwIClQM4Tk9ZiLDxozB7acpHMhvXjwyt4lLKDrwm7eF3jJy18UVtV3aq6_4ksvw7RxyEWDBVMxhMGp7u7N0JmibwwV_PyXq7FsjxP5iOFC9_iPu_uVePAz6/s1600-h/012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390600287279307570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhugzRTkJKQov-z3C_f2HfGetwIClQM4Tk9ZiLDxozB7acpHMhvXjwyt4lLKDrwm7eF3jJy18UVtV3aq6_4ksvw7RxyEWDBVMxhMGp7u7N0JmibwwV_PyXq7FsjxP5iOFC9_iPu_uVePAz6/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390599802358463138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtrIXELbM2I7Pd9lymCpjj6zvhA8wG6AQ_thWzjigJxe207CJqQAAqSQqWbgJJk8e7uYpy2pDu7YR33fC9KaP6JBfPxR3WYG2JH38a-bluHvAbGDLpRJO7VxhkZtwrDTpUWntaSNbbbfFc/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCr3SGsIrquuG8fodK_ERqDC6ACF5G2uichyuQFqw4-lFqe7QsfmJf88KAoNWMm6yKixwdmG4U_nXWWO_QAtINpL0hu6vveSIrmkhxWI6IidKkdWmP9uWlevWRzEyjm05vnflctPygq6Wk/s1600-h/019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390600085243448546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCr3SGsIrquuG8fodK_ERqDC6ACF5G2uichyuQFqw4-lFqe7QsfmJf88KAoNWMm6yKixwdmG4U_nXWWO_QAtINpL0hu6vveSIrmkhxWI6IidKkdWmP9uWlevWRzEyjm05vnflctPygq6Wk/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div> The beans came off this week. Lauryn and Brandon came home from school this week to find Mark out on the combine. They were very eager to get out there with him. Thanks Mark they loved it. Lauryn would rather ride on a combine than go to King's Island - and that's no joke! <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQa_tjoMVPjviByaM9ofKkj86W2xDoBqxHT__qwMZE7_Izj-fq2Dk5M8gUiQxEWiCJvPLFizmePd_Qj86Ka6bQEqi_ruRNajruRaCVT1MDj8pJHkLDiLkKXHZvdSjZdJDNYf0NpUcb06hL/s1600-h/029.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390599316213281058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQa_tjoMVPjviByaM9ofKkj86W2xDoBqxHT__qwMZE7_Izj-fq2Dk5M8gUiQxEWiCJvPLFizmePd_Qj86Ka6bQEqi_ruRNajruRaCVT1MDj8pJHkLDiLkKXHZvdSjZdJDNYf0NpUcb06hL/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9B601yco8s5fpTqNSX5pNUXo_dW4bwdaK59LfFs_CWoZXVobmBmsqW-mDWTIqRYwt9HZ1kKFZTDCgkp0opj_K6Nml1OoHmbkbTYDOA_oJ-fWzSOMxP3DF_1YEsG3pfIsvfax07035BjJg/s1600-h/028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390599142375961234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9B601yco8s5fpTqNSX5pNUXo_dW4bwdaK59LfFs_CWoZXVobmBmsqW-mDWTIqRYwt9HZ1kKFZTDCgkp0opj_K6Nml1OoHmbkbTYDOA_oJ-fWzSOMxP3DF_1YEsG3pfIsvfax07035BjJg/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Looked out one morning and found this.... Still in jammies. Pink and purple from head to toe. <br />Brooklyn and Mia takin' a morning ride - on the deck :o) And she was singin' like a lark. Made me smile.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGJsSRGxpURiWkKYreerlH3pQnWTwbcqCYyXbuul1I5S44iXKIPmk9mMLGCNpffuI57XLM8q1X52gQ8k-Xp6i-R3nG12yO6DCK0gjmuEb3pMSmTItVN_YHT3xHgxs4MPfk0xsIDkAewXEt/s1600-h/025.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390598853482324658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGJsSRGxpURiWkKYreerlH3pQnWTwbcqCYyXbuul1I5S44iXKIPmk9mMLGCNpffuI57XLM8q1X52gQ8k-Xp6i-R3nG12yO6DCK0gjmuEb3pMSmTItVN_YHT3xHgxs4MPfk0xsIDkAewXEt/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgML0CtFF-BSNn3IR6Ni69VdOEaJHmUeWj7JADn4-UTZxlNh8rx5MuvqH8edeh4-CnYgu0KItQ46uBXzK5Qb6NR89XSEcnlTlcIhGCBJBER-TgSqTn7HW6BrjZ3dC_VgDwmClmtHp6H4eKl/s1600-h/027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390598675457276546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgML0CtFF-BSNn3IR6Ni69VdOEaJHmUeWj7JADn4-UTZxlNh8rx5MuvqH8edeh4-CnYgu0KItQ46uBXzK5Qb6NR89XSEcnlTlcIhGCBJBER-TgSqTn7HW6BrjZ3dC_VgDwmClmtHp6H4eKl/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-88442928044452338592009-09-10T18:39:00.000-07:002009-09-10T19:39:22.947-07:00Of Dogs, Weekend Getaway, and a Birthday party - all in a weekend!It was Pet Parade at school last Friday. We just happened to have six Beagle pups to participate in the parade. We opted for them over Crazy Daisy or Luck the horse and I'm not so sure the chickens would have done so well. So, the pups were the obvious choice being the perfect age - old enough but not active enough to vacate the wagon :o) Here they are drying in the sun after their baths and nail clipping.<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380023781713251106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg43AoGuql92xHBACHNVSs_n-qGCu_ClSbh1ME8xTTjq3bRHRamZ4p9Op_SBc6mAHegu85EfH4w-5sRYwYqYdFe_nHMW7y3kOE2riH0iI-Prh_YREsoGmnhLVxxON32sDkKREAcutp05DCO/s320/036.JPG" border="0" />Oh, and they had to sport school colors! We made them little jerseys.<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380024048910381810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwVXzCs1EPTy_bXhHv7Fo1-KzNLg4DpDSWdjI1bbrgG54yFcyUYx7IQCoKiu0GsM56LmYnk9skHF4_vCF8put_-qeK8tiGjFEPTiw5Dtx_599P4fgsc5uQ_N4JLBX6ztX0L1Pq60WL4EQk/s320/038.JPG" border="0" />The hit of the parade - the pups!<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380023060234546882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdm44ZO99kKxMjkq6DX8_1IR9ymBk2cnG72HlXEO8AfHpzxfuWozzd4FQiwsdHi0PrRyYTr6qyu9dLakFhzRe1EgErrOrYOR47l1uj8d_oIoztk49fh5AnEOATgP9nKGBJkipw30xIT1ca/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div>Another cutie - sporting his OSU colors!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCDzuUf3it5ZJ009cDtIasxwQA-QtcW4H2R-LMzYNXGwn6F8uRUf60wjrwPQ0RjRbQNbBTxE4QqRW9FlcJdmE8m-cvSAN4afb2J3bCRimUe68w4JvlgBr20f2vqVgDxndlzV-ibx5PFduy/s1600-h/045.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380024966614729058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCDzuUf3it5ZJ009cDtIasxwQA-QtcW4H2R-LMzYNXGwn6F8uRUf60wjrwPQ0RjRbQNbBTxE4QqRW9FlcJdmE8m-cvSAN4afb2J3bCRimUe68w4JvlgBr20f2vqVgDxndlzV-ibx5PFduy/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /></a> After the parade we had some tired little pups. I think they slept where they landed in their carrier. It was a fun day.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380025578799798898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PmuYSQoAq6Blh6V6vZDlfKXNRhdU8TJYVoj6uw_v5hgsbqyKc1Hz7Z6AFPSKsI1YZVcpnvbSD8ZpNvsJGPHbhSYsPhA740vAo1_KCyVgGkjhpAdTum2e03uXqDbu8gFn3NGFkfvSO3q7/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /><br />Home away from home - Gatlinburg, Tn. Was some nice r&r!<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAFvCgcIunKB90B_6CQUVXpE484Z8vlq4oG1ewJhNtOYsr5k-E4O9ihcMkWQf3smYofvVtt2L3D2NjhhB7WEmoPY8lf8XZQFShCYpwCiXn_4YH3i-e99Xrq7-0d4c74atvgHAmEmOyhIjz/s1600-h/081.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380022247853885554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAFvCgcIunKB90B_6CQUVXpE484Z8vlq4oG1ewJhNtOYsr5k-E4O9ihcMkWQf3smYofvVtt2L3D2NjhhB7WEmoPY8lf8XZQFShCYpwCiXn_4YH3i-e99Xrq7-0d4c74atvgHAmEmOyhIjz/s320/081.JPG" border="0" /></a> Cade's Cove.<br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2A37zL0I3CaCI-lK0e1ZTnVwm2HsSew7UElI1sVlMs6tyYchyphenhyphenaEVN8yWIJdyneH4yZa1U2aJXuf35uGpOsqag77H6geM-JoZIAc0rEN_Le4JvjEcgnA5qGMCr8cJGzm5AamBK8q2vkGQi/s1600-h/068.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380020859038354882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2A37zL0I3CaCI-lK0e1ZTnVwm2HsSew7UElI1sVlMs6tyYchyphenhyphenaEVN8yWIJdyneH4yZa1U2aJXuf35uGpOsqag77H6geM-JoZIAc0rEN_Le4JvjEcgnA5qGMCr8cJGzm5AamBK8q2vkGQi/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Friends celebrating Heather's Birthday. What a nice evening. Hope you had a great time, Heather!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCY3_h0l8G7Ht_wym50bBsic-WFIhSsnzh51gb_qXhjjNiUlGC7jFPaPxlOrxPYDXp7UWHePPCbfbxup0IN8ggGmGbApUqldn2Q8mvVB5xbkOTx4jCT2F8Z863rLnTd87srFUckWluoUmI/s1600-h/050.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380019937373484594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCY3_h0l8G7Ht_wym50bBsic-WFIhSsnzh51gb_qXhjjNiUlGC7jFPaPxlOrxPYDXp7UWHePPCbfbxup0IN8ggGmGbApUqldn2Q8mvVB5xbkOTx4jCT2F8Z863rLnTd87srFUckWluoUmI/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-35284575909085622432009-08-07T08:10:00.000-07:002009-08-07T08:19:34.125-07:00Take me a ride in your big green tractorThis song is so my Wayne....<br />This is him doin' what he loves to do....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZHW8pMwTcAOmHPJYOfo7JEdWxv1QU16DDeO18QvCWF3uX9pqAZqJL7b8OLK4zH6hyaxzWbAMcivoVRLPXG4BkaDdGjbow7OidYZZ5T4qOf6Y1MC6dB6snFaA9SKdp6rzyfuZfydtNuUqu/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367240280021162290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZHW8pMwTcAOmHPJYOfo7JEdWxv1QU16DDeO18QvCWF3uX9pqAZqJL7b8OLK4zH6hyaxzWbAMcivoVRLPXG4BkaDdGjbow7OidYZZ5T4qOf6Y1MC6dB6snFaA9SKdp6rzyfuZfydtNuUqu/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2warI0jzYH42kZiO5tPFLq9fzP5gTtcTSo0_p9EMntVdBmKYY4LSWE5_tbh-u6Uqe8VZWaZQmsr6Z1h3pmBgzugrx8XkWuDR5jqlpOm9Ct8KE3nBwxZU3bD0IQmTw0q-chj_xGZdGyU3_/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367240029529064994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2warI0jzYH42kZiO5tPFLq9fzP5gTtcTSo0_p9EMntVdBmKYY4LSWE5_tbh-u6Uqe8VZWaZQmsr6Z1h3pmBgzugrx8XkWuDR5jqlpOm9Ct8KE3nBwxZU3bD0IQmTw0q-chj_xGZdGyU3_/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzhyphenhyphenVxML979_GVYhieTa7WlQvVTBO1p7cuNQij3boUHzpDbBDTXBAmo7de689U4WOKZkryOjDuLadplqZV_gLLwd3RvSntLcb3shkE4ly7Kchnneuk8rlUW68IC8uU72yfpHUEFqXF99Q2/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367239814496768802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzhyphenhyphenVxML979_GVYhieTa7WlQvVTBO1p7cuNQij3boUHzpDbBDTXBAmo7de689U4WOKZkryOjDuLadplqZV_gLLwd3RvSntLcb3shkE4ly7Kchnneuk8rlUW68IC8uU72yfpHUEFqXF99Q2/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-60580601320121885632009-07-30T22:50:00.000-07:002009-07-30T23:14:50.478-07:00<div><br /><br /><div><br /><div><div><div><br /><div>Happy Birthday to my dear Brooklyn Elise. You've brightened my world. Love you to the moon and back. Your smile is contagious and your energy is endless!!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364498517816222130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3SZNY8Dq0mwqdNTN_Y3jA3n0ykvMDMz2RyBKpYFJIpTYx6cerL4C3Frwag-3T6Gn3ATSf0CID8Mf2_P2wQJQpDSUj91-2ZqIJ8VdRGKe2mEkjMu8K_rn-QsX56_mCrLFtKcp847-iNdJK/s320/Brooklyn+with+chick.bmp" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p> </p><p>Then.....</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364499068258945634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg01-T1W2H_Z4hyphenhyphenCCI2iQtjZpMR0CQh395NJTaPzVWBislxqB5zs3YoE5x9cnRAmoi2-N-Na1SyzdP-olnSflU4nmV9WxE6Joq-QdwP1BT66Lx2SR-3O7kX0vSStn0XSU1Tav-yN1r70Ggi/s320/Brooklyn.bmp" border="0" />First one....</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364499445367553058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyvdeewXPIOJbwF586kOHBmlYDy_iChMWtWmgGNIiycbwXgRQZlg9f1_z9D1KgWbsmIvP7W1TOVqxck6UStGY1iFKgi9CjsuCYS9PcjDzUi4QdniVmitWvDIvVFw3wTgU3xP4y5AEB2WE6/s320/birthday+girl2.bmp" border="0" />Third one.... second one was on the computer that crashed :0( </p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364500675160065874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL49vd6sbtk6G1pMAdunVbVibpE2ayMAAXDjoLYQ7JAlyfjLuh4f7EIpmeGaWzlFiMXZ-jS5Idgi07g_v76w0_O1lAt8Rv3eF5d5ullqTPAvb_qj_QNlJzG215oK0t66UzmDUYX07W8N6V/s320/024.JPG" border="0" />Fourth one.... How time flies!</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364501544171558914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQZdCfGvL9o7aCiSu-Yvydvx8IOInzQJj_nM9UrwcRRR7US2H2Dl1hTcBQ0g6qr0_FVWe7zTTA_9Bfn5QFS8lcjvzfurKwKp8drbsV0Sn91vdaTQmv9s14VhfdQOjIpKOXB47UHtuOBghv/s320/100_3901.JPG" border="0" /></p>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-68582278870873230362009-07-25T08:50:00.000-07:002009-07-25T09:17:07.097-07:00<div>The last two weeks have been a reminder of the fragility of life, uncertainty of tomorrow, and the blessings beyond number that I take for granted. When my heart breaks and there are no words to say as has been the case - God is our refuge. This song has been going over and over in my mind. Hope it helps you wherever you are.</div>
<br /><div> </div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-1443158931273210272009-07-02T13:40:00.000-07:002009-07-02T13:55:17.241-07:00I really love the Chicken Dance but enough is enough. Almost four months! We live. We are well and alive. So much....so, little time. I find myself sitting here at my mom's with a second or two waiting for my girls and wanted to say - "hey". Well, during the past several months we "danced" right out of our house into a little farmhouse on 22 acres - a little more out into the country. We had bought it with the intention of farming it and renting the house out, but little did we know.... We sold our house and moved ourselves right into that little house - all 1200 sq. ft. of it! It has been an adventure to say the least or if you ask <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Brookie</span> she would tell you - trial and tribulation more like it. No three year old wants to be told she doesn't have room for all her toys and when it came down to it she just didn't like the house. Her being the littlest one you would think it would matter the least to her - but maybe she just has the strongest opinion.<br />I wish I had more time, but I only have a moment and wanted to share what has been happening. The other weird thing is besides just being busy I have had the strongest dislike for getting on the computer over the past several months. I feel it is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">dissipating</span> and feel the urge to write and communicate once again - shoo, glad that is over. <br />I have pics I'll try and post soon. Meanwhile, everyone have a great 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span> of July. Go wear your colors with pride.Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-93568751835977192009-03-08T14:24:00.000-07:002009-03-22T12:59:53.774-07:00<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAmgSOVj-Y66-BbhyphenhyphenzicXCQ_ShFNdcuyUnPZO1HaNNfveD18r3B1pGWr2-p9zZYi1d8YwX4a8kSgs10HdVptCRu1ezdpYkdljV8bek_Ws7hHXWGkPj2ukRDhEh7oxw4RCXVndysHPfLXZY/s1600-h/052.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316100679583872562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAmgSOVj-Y66-BbhyphenhyphenzicXCQ_ShFNdcuyUnPZO1HaNNfveD18r3B1pGWr2-p9zZYi1d8YwX4a8kSgs10HdVptCRu1ezdpYkdljV8bek_Ws7hHXWGkPj2ukRDhEh7oxw4RCXVndysHPfLXZY/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Lately...</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Lauryn had an art project chosen to be on display at a Young Masters exhibit. It was quite an honor she was told as only a few were chosen from her class and would be included with the public and parochial schools. Her piece that was chosen was a watercolor - Zig Zags. Way to go Laurynardo!</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOx9s206K3AEkW-zSs8bBCowtmca-HYy4TB75lREjkFCVOwHaV6E7I8hz9i0GxvTQD6F6R4gisQjxGUEExOX5pgt-zGOq4sqsHxennB8IKVYfamlPvDsFsJOmfS2ZqR58w3BQrMeFdemuT/s1600-h/041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310935091595407986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqGN0s5QOTx7qyxo6Z3dgG1P0a1ZSSqF7LCBqOZr1BLH6rU5FZ7tvtzebZybsovjezlMCHWdagPSjsSoGhHH_on35OCXtI1uxxQ0DbRbPHlINgWOXWbWFdoCuDdfIt8Ulfzgt9Z_FcAF7k/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /></a> Outside the historical home where the exhibit was held. Beautiful.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtRTw5PUgij80Jt9l2SFvMk6fCAZguoz7fESRiUGYT6gvROTamhKj-R1D6LIbifqWbpBbrLpu2Xbgo3FI65JhHNngySccWAVY0oc-gtmhI1FGNDc4EEpTQYb0Bp7Wj2RnlIu7IR83YU_ao/s1600-h/049.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310935589217384594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtRTw5PUgij80Jt9l2SFvMk6fCAZguoz7fESRiUGYT6gvROTamhKj-R1D6LIbifqWbpBbrLpu2Xbgo3FI65JhHNngySccWAVY0oc-gtmhI1FGNDc4EEpTQYb0Bp7Wj2RnlIu7IR83YU_ao/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div align="center"><div><div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><em>Several weekends ago we took a quick trip to Amish Country in Holmes county, Ohio. Sunday afternoon saw these Amish youngsters taking a chilly stroll up the lane. I, again, was in motion from the truck. </em></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310931866808488802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghBgpBmwAFJLCapbEZLZ6piaxia59IyeS8nqXpewgKn42q8rH58WvvaLco2kIo_OPdrobtgfDov0GKchgOnRmz6o2Qstw3xinFY0BcI20T0b5w9pKzAGHb1ehrWa24RZzPpjN-8sP-5GdH/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /></span></em></div></div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310933806629422546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS2Ghmn9queG95SFDkJP3qhyphenhyphenB7wF-kWHlSVqphUHgl7Zv2ucIfzBgO_w1nTDHbcjZ-zVE6eEKGx1jbmBtiksH_OL9S2LiKT1QBpRrZ7dMQOlr4miVI74_LE0y_LjF5hCEaE7TV4qioXXs4/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><div align="center">A deer farm. Odd looking deer.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310934080599188754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLBkdadKMecYVF9LVEdtSeOj6clg64yTS-AmuPuAAOdMkrT1IgGiNX_9Ci7sc9ueHd6ISvz4Fe_Ulvv-OzYvPfWYBmj0DBUFSdXaOptOlVOHgNjmCHsFS-qqM5aQQanpx3xIl4lYhLuQ9l/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">One of the fun things to do in Amish country -- eat! Great food and friends at Amish Door.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310934470771223730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifj6Mih3nI6Ar409mzawiS_wgRY1ptsVy8iBbtQ3RUPc7qDFbKmVWlfno2y2ObZqARHjxvrbvfq59iknMoNUCi6FQS_U0CgovxdrzgHRE-SToDHyguOGDw_pnFl1xvDLfMVBOelDUgGzs2/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p>This week Lauryn went into business. She has begged her dad since last year for some chickens. This week we made the plunge and purchased 10 chickens for her. They are hers and she keeps track of the profit - eggs and sales, along with the care. You can place orders now with Lauryn's Layers :o). Here she is with her first dozen. For details contact Lauryn. We probably have Mike and Kim to thank for this - Lauryn gathered eggs at their house when we stayed with them. Actually, I have found them intriguing and I love having the eggs.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316101844529681330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRSXffAkncST18ISVOfpfPNnvTZE6YDLgmghDJPxa_WN1H_G21PQBBlI4DPNq2bwRSfVCUwy_H_l6qgHwEDWyzSNglSCHFNP-2BREPObO5wOaYIx6uwPso9X2BoqVGpwI_1U3jfC9VGSbz/s320/100_3706.JPG" border="0" /></p>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-49119853402604595672009-02-03T16:30:00.000-08:002009-02-03T17:18:04.384-08:00<div align="center">Here's for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">LJL</span> and Dudley. The beloved, rescued Comedy Barn Dogs performing.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298734315705129938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3H7QVsZjE71HT5AlWK6e9YxMcH6m55uYvbFTsSwOwj-lcB0d1FgcT36vkEQ1ewH63Kg4Qg9IUKAmRle3Fz_WH9-KZ2MGm_KYTeCyF0mFZyvpZo0kvNq01kBHCiDvilWQW1z0KzpkykT5w/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">If you ever pass through Pigeon Forge, Tn. check out the family friendly Comedy Barn.</div>Here is the routine that Steve participated in - I know this has been circulated around, but it does give you a good <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z4Y4keqTV6w">laugh</a>.<br /><br /><div align="center"> This is the ventriloquist that is truly amazing. He did an act with a pelican that was great.</div><div align="center">This is he with Willy Nelson and Julio <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Iglesias</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">LOL</span><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA8xgNNG2oZeGQagxIxQHXqbryQnniellhSgxguNCAR7jvUXxELwoBUayObI26MpdkHui0_aHRvvjAug_79g1ktv9SMIejJ-BIRJM73x7y6WN89jMEaWAMxb1GuDK4LzB-aSfFZE9wPS_x/s1600-h/049.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298733594255743218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA8xgNNG2oZeGQagxIxQHXqbryQnniellhSgxguNCAR7jvUXxELwoBUayObI26MpdkHui0_aHRvvjAug_79g1ktv9SMIejJ-BIRJM73x7y6WN89jMEaWAMxb1GuDK4LzB-aSfFZE9wPS_x/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-65288107167501275052009-02-02T15:38:00.000-08:002009-02-02T16:14:14.511-08:00<div align="center">It is hard to believe that a short six hour drive took us to this - </div><div align="center">Glorious it was... Warm, sunny, therapeutic to say the least.</div><div align="center"> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298351793786054114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCXchuufXDiDNovtZlcGkwYNIyNU9yFaeE6XNw2dzn01qBSliXQTMHQDm6HLpH8kSpciFwkQ322URwXba2PF8ITyBvTddMXq7HyHSyQi_WoMDY9umUXdqu8wsZ-9SUAAVn9dHCkX_GxKTg/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">This was our attire ~</div><div align="center">Notice no hats, scarves or mittens!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4KFjnhpbLsUBl5F6PBF5_MfrkOamyFLf-e6kHdPC6Zu3SQl6Mo0jz4RpEBrHrTk3M7r78E2I2I0-wXxIhM3TiORgwOVhMOTUrL04WDJOOnBBTqV_cvtBFbptHDkeg8VtMG0Jk0Lzd0Rix/s1600-h/059.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298352621534576882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4KFjnhpbLsUBl5F6PBF5_MfrkOamyFLf-e6kHdPC6Zu3SQl6Mo0jz4RpEBrHrTk3M7r78E2I2I0-wXxIhM3TiORgwOVhMOTUrL04WDJOOnBBTqV_cvtBFbptHDkeg8VtMG0Jk0Lzd0Rix/s320/059.JPG" border="0" /></a> But this is what we went through to get to that haven.</div><div align="center">Poor Blue Grass was Ice Mountain!<br /><br /><div><div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298351986389838034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCsWAXk4e1AfeU2savOOHCWrHAqjpfBvJ65d1GCGGLgK9h70obO5a5QqKQrBRLoiq24Kd-Dz6Ho1WtBguKaeASIBuPG3LsIKugnVUsfnZZcguS_ZdKC02GXZwYEAYHkPsICCjc_8KSRBfr/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298349037083288850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI0TNVOcPWzDW3DDQf5enuIUqaAbKuxbJMSbJ1L0fAWYc2pYpS1roNEr_2JdXZN_6G3BjeUxlnZ8YTgZz5TGRBDif4UgmDAxNp3Akpv59yvVEMyHbY0MmQAJhsLeT4tDDsxLdaw-llmGJV/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>Look at those trees bowing.</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298349205847092082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizECwjcljGMOJI2JiAcndo-ahagPhq3aHTESBgs9W7bPgH_rVzI5jLx2V8DwykCYJgxGImAsSwFuAzcTn9PEoaPWwM8s4mdxBRLRbDbHe1uqiu9YW5rO2SiOLHVAj_RtTp5TFST3h-OTKW/s320/014.JPG" border="0" />My attempt at taking a picture of a ..... <strong><em>barn</em></strong>. Missed it!</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298349380352629650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiItAOEd-cpyavpEpkw6dFp_r0f3o1SxoTs219FttR8TN7y7QJh-mnyx_mUyuxTyU2PBy3sPnIZstx9G3d0oVSUgfZ2-K22u5Ft09lSr4z-80eXIvxWgu87w28qI5L9A_QWpFnnZPC2n5oo/s320/017.JPG" border="0" />And, then, it was gone. And in it's place -- green!</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298349538301915506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj43_60Dpl_ZCXJmaKFg0BxDIcgZ2q9gPxmTiWyG9HdE9FZcnyFiNfzQ56K35gafNBNQCGt8sSHBp74sn4L7M3ROy35ylVPgs4qP3VOaWmOYtfa7CiJ_YZu3ozVUUiARVd1BSZF4ekbpwgR/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>Steve, I'm so sorry. You were a good sport about it! Our entertainment for Holidays to come.</div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrj-bdPEbIt1xIpNGTQ_DnHp94zFAZAvg8azOPnI_fS4dUe1w7I3Hjs8rfCn1THdFNqxtcyWHeDklUeNZT3zSJTDrDfSJCkTaJ-bnc42ZvaKd0hzu-xR94dg0UWuLTrujcBFkdQSBsOCyb/s1600-h/035.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298350414024995202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrj-bdPEbIt1xIpNGTQ_DnHp94zFAZAvg8azOPnI_fS4dUe1w7I3Hjs8rfCn1THdFNqxtcyWHeDklUeNZT3zSJTDrDfSJCkTaJ-bnc42ZvaKd0hzu-xR94dg0UWuLTrujcBFkdQSBsOCyb/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /></a> The girls taking to the stage at The Comedy Barn.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8LYGU46nfkuUIPfU1zM0iT2sNkoCuTWmb3tpWI7Mc9nzer4kRoPHe9Mrp6LdmPmaT_zfTFj4i9k1PqIaI0b5PzJNHQhYLDnrJqT_6ipRaLM7fFRtF0hMFxfB2nH4MCxkxte1vrKOP8QuS/s1600-h/041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298350208533101858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8LYGU46nfkuUIPfU1zM0iT2sNkoCuTWmb3tpWI7Mc9nzer4kRoPHe9Mrp6LdmPmaT_zfTFj4i9k1PqIaI0b5PzJNHQhYLDnrJqT_6ipRaLM7fFRtF0hMFxfB2nH4MCxkxte1vrKOP8QuS/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />What a fun, fast trip! Now back to Ohio and school and work....and cold!</div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-69208701816134257922009-01-29T14:37:00.000-08:002009-01-29T15:17:54.087-08:00<div><br />
<br /><div>Come on go with me to get Lauryn from school. I'll show you our snow. I've got a great truck that loves snow as much as I do. Here we go onto our road.</div><br />
<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjldG-wxyTwYNJTYJ5LfLBP6MoPTawswG-oSNlxzysqfKQ5zOnlj_Gu6dqVPfryzRT2-yEPsLZ-UEDSH4PQ6_M6-WWbqTmGC8r0V-AW23HZmosmg0eistCli4eI90TBB05TZEum2LYYCQxm/s1600-h/039.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296852482152355266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjldG-wxyTwYNJTYJ5LfLBP6MoPTawswG-oSNlxzysqfKQ5zOnlj_Gu6dqVPfryzRT2-yEPsLZ-UEDSH4PQ6_M6-WWbqTmGC8r0V-AW23HZmosmg0eistCli4eI90TBB05TZEum2LYYCQxm/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /></a> Next road - more snow.</div><br />
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9zOI-LA6pVYg3T8UbtnFAe5Tz1JhPwIOPTtgnawHPYz03cAqzUCf0qcpgOdpNb_sX7B9EvDMcD2yrpFM55wcwAELZxdmwiQipcLrWX5ZTvTo6I0pFIuESk5jFvrhZ2icIq_xf7WLZFZMf/s1600-h/040.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296852352869327714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9zOI-LA6pVYg3T8UbtnFAe5Tz1JhPwIOPTtgnawHPYz03cAqzUCf0qcpgOdpNb_sX7B9EvDMcD2yrpFM55wcwAELZxdmwiQipcLrWX5ZTvTo6I0pFIuESk5jFvrhZ2icIq_xf7WLZFZMf/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /></a>There's a neighbor blowing snow off his drive. Guess that's one way to do it.<br /><br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1otjrjHy8n3a79yslLd1chGQPy-4bFA430Cl3BXVxTrFmrLKjzu2cDx_ATrwTsbhTic4xT2hgdIsyq53QUTboKKm6ypqerUwGyCV6V_G3Hr1IsL5gQE2JMF5n-Y5FPKeDCQLxu943HqtD/s1600-h/041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296852213842165426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1otjrjHy8n3a79yslLd1chGQPy-4bFA430Cl3BXVxTrFmrLKjzu2cDx_ATrwTsbhTic4xT2hgdIsyq53QUTboKKm6ypqerUwGyCV6V_G3Hr1IsL5gQE2JMF5n-Y5FPKeDCQLxu943HqtD/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />More snow. Better slow down for the stop sign.<br /><br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgah4QliyE6PYbUIl1Z4fcEjbFUPhL8S1uys_HIEzINKpcUSrrBYR83hAPTD71undFj7NaQYBJAAEbd5x3E566DWxrkEyt76TWbNYiP0IU58S7J8Mw_n4NPREMPnFRKoLu_H0m77zJlYrMt/s1600-h/042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296852052241368850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgah4QliyE6PYbUIl1Z4fcEjbFUPhL8S1uys_HIEzINKpcUSrrBYR83hAPTD71undFj7NaQYBJAAEbd5x3E566DWxrkEyt76TWbNYiP0IU58S7J8Mw_n4NPREMPnFRKoLu_H0m77zJlYrMt/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This guy thinks I am crazy - I may be crazy. Looked like a good picture.<br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJKEDjOWqdB4m_HQKSxLlPSMwR8qcODX1pDwgJohtYhmYH_GgpC49N8pLXIBdnovo6J8Baw4PnraCbvtcc2HbwRItjbLcS0L6NdPRSpaI7115Wj-nT_OWQ4GT_7vatf6vfy2DTBTKxguak/s1600-h/043.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296851924206703026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJKEDjOWqdB4m_HQKSxLlPSMwR8qcODX1pDwgJohtYhmYH_GgpC49N8pLXIBdnovo6J8Baw4PnraCbvtcc2HbwRItjbLcS0L6NdPRSpaI7115Wj-nT_OWQ4GT_7vatf6vfy2DTBTKxguak/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />A cornfield. Nice red barn.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDlol1s4S8JX0yx6Q-5uA5D0zk21d5zePweHy-62EMbDmJOMYsTiPdLVdCoLv-2beGE01lZRus85CT_Ex5C47_dxjK_xPQeKOr5ghZFiWG92GVB4_hcrj9gI1c29cjsUbVxMKD4AK-QoUa/s1600-h/044.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296851790662845746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDlol1s4S8JX0yx6Q-5uA5D0zk21d5zePweHy-62EMbDmJOMYsTiPdLVdCoLv-2beGE01lZRus85CT_Ex5C47_dxjK_xPQeKOr5ghZFiWG92GVB4_hcrj9gI1c29cjsUbVxMKD4AK-QoUa/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Hey, uncovered road!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaSLCjRUc0j_HG0-PhVoUnXImleVpIHMaXkumPOslL7P4w2P0RjeVJvgy0-We_m0iBFRqabMYufJTDm91fv5AzKDN-qskUGDY6ClNRFFAmvghs07IYcj2r_JgWPOp4Hm5oaLXvyefq1wKl/s1600-h/045.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296851632825301986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaSLCjRUc0j_HG0-PhVoUnXImleVpIHMaXkumPOslL7P4w2P0RjeVJvgy0-We_m0iBFRqabMYufJTDm91fv5AzKDN-qskUGDY6ClNRFFAmvghs07IYcj2r_JgWPOp4Hm5oaLXvyefq1wKl/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Love this bank barn.<br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1eQa1qckcX6xjUX7odQjnP3Nfgzua-0pnjGnvENiprcncqdS7onHW5TQEOt0KqGh0NFmDxh1WPDseI9V1sXg9fwM55hrAq9KjnlHIgGifAywzSIcGygQK8DqJ6aWrqGo3jUK2MV078LH5/s1600-h/046.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296851482994331106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1eQa1qckcX6xjUX7odQjnP3Nfgzua-0pnjGnvENiprcncqdS7onHW5TQEOt0KqGh0NFmDxh1WPDseI9V1sXg9fwM55hrAq9KjnlHIgGifAywzSIcGygQK8DqJ6aWrqGo3jUK2MV078LH5/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />
<br /><div>Gotta love these guys. Although, I'm pretty sure he's plowing the side ditch....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpFVT9A-bRIm2g8R6iiBbRhGtO_4qcd6EVQNN0d_LaabazdkJQz2T43BRULccGOUQ1BM7w_JZOEWcvURh3D4iqLCne50WVzDwDkj_bBa4aXKvd3cQGA658b6174EiyuG9jyAcl-5p9536j/s1600-h/048.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296851309698705794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpFVT9A-bRIm2g8R6iiBbRhGtO_4qcd6EVQNN0d_LaabazdkJQz2T43BRULccGOUQ1BM7w_JZOEWcvURh3D4iqLCne50WVzDwDkj_bBa4aXKvd3cQGA658b6174EiyuG9jyAcl-5p9536j/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I like barns. We have lots of barns around here. Have I ever told you when we built our house I was actually more excited about the barn then the house. I know - as I've already mentioned - I am crazy, but that is just the way it is.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWSh6y6dYbvZksPauLh3wryvmdsK1AFavEw0aODFKOWhB8Z6OHNhQlWB62G5acXFrhSaRrGoZS2ZyRSVpa7h876zZqaMQz7Qobkd_csimmDQskcoCChGwY_0cgARv8MlinU-DM7SWu6C9r/s1600-h/049.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296851109357199666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWSh6y6dYbvZksPauLh3wryvmdsK1AFavEw0aODFKOWhB8Z6OHNhQlWB62G5acXFrhSaRrGoZS2ZyRSVpa7h876zZqaMQz7Qobkd_csimmDQskcoCChGwY_0cgARv8MlinU-DM7SWu6C9r/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br />
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<br /><div>Oh, look what it is another barn. The cows are either in the freezer or maybe in the barn...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlxpFZb16GoEXjY5h7KO2oTjwYP1TirPt11Rz1vvVTrQYo46CvKIMuTmSjy24ricl5Ek_OCfZekWInKa17PJCT-Au-kNYBKjul8SSzIAV5VWSpL-2jCGIA3KxzEK2aGizxT1IAlgSZ6s7w/s1600-h/053.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296850742290639762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlxpFZb16GoEXjY5h7KO2oTjwYP1TirPt11Rz1vvVTrQYo46CvKIMuTmSjy24ricl5Ek_OCfZekWInKa17PJCT-Au-kNYBKjul8SSzIAV5VWSpL-2jCGIA3KxzEK2aGizxT1IAlgSZ6s7w/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Cute little snow-covered house. We're getting close....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF8TKSHrCybrF8et7xAx31zdwC1od4z51ENKiQJw3j2231-BZhtn2YOA8DGYJYyWgBlmF_mGDxJKD3snNGgy5PNLLgnsEcZqY32esREzsXOu3MMN-PxYH2GoObvOHUFmHvRPSSYm8P32HG/s1600-h/054.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296850626912791058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF8TKSHrCybrF8et7xAx31zdwC1od4z51ENKiQJw3j2231-BZhtn2YOA8DGYJYyWgBlmF_mGDxJKD3snNGgy5PNLLgnsEcZqY32esREzsXOu3MMN-PxYH2GoObvOHUFmHvRPSSYm8P32HG/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />They're going the same place as us...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFfleDAKzx6eygOIl_wuDz_7AcbVGrGWIAtQDVM5Y7kZ-ucjtCi6bdjuWI-XnbE3ZaUyTuMryg9H7mbeA4CJuEnhVmYcped4PqEpRA4a8vFnqTw5pUNNVA6wvkEMIuHeJzWJgiz5SsVi-y/s1600-h/055.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296850442566542930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFfleDAKzx6eygOIl_wuDz_7AcbVGrGWIAtQDVM5Y7kZ-ucjtCi6bdjuWI-XnbE3ZaUyTuMryg9H7mbeA4CJuEnhVmYcped4PqEpRA4a8vFnqTw5pUNNVA6wvkEMIuHeJzWJgiz5SsVi-y/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Looks like the interstate is clear.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMq8eEWs5TmyKlw2cXYEsyYdXs6WEsYKiOFqNc97hk11-nF_jREpZe9nlzJLcgZfNIuIdD_bJva9SCt5tZfHE3jZPdOo37s4IvSA4E0Fj_kNYic1LscBgkjtOPIOdldNK4X5Yz2pfHpfsU/s1600-h/056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296850243738805362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMq8eEWs5TmyKlw2cXYEsyYdXs6WEsYKiOFqNc97hk11-nF_jREpZe9nlzJLcgZfNIuIdD_bJva9SCt5tZfHE3jZPdOo37s4IvSA4E0Fj_kNYic1LscBgkjtOPIOdldNK4X5Yz2pfHpfsU/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We're here!<br /><br /></div><br />
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwXEl4JxhSUhkQCRSEWGh4dyPVz4Lav1eMQkcFpQTh17soH4aBA0UamrXGL51dUKEJtuq8uqGuyGisQWQ6aBGXnVL2723neE81ieZHBtUOrGbs24ISrQvJph830LyOBASYbYAZiBAxDNT4/s1600-h/057.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296849948295211026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwXEl4JxhSUhkQCRSEWGh4dyPVz4Lav1eMQkcFpQTh17soH4aBA0UamrXGL51dUKEJtuq8uqGuyGisQWQ6aBGXnVL2723neE81ieZHBtUOrGbs24ISrQvJph830LyOBASYbYAZiBAxDNT4/s320/057.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Sitting in the care line. Look at that guy raking icicles.<br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirrgCc_VaXi7MK5G70OHmEcKnG6Pup6qj8HHfPQMW3SjQV9bDm5Wy-KEbbhme779pYFTDlHp8477PL3LX1lySgWkWKlDXQMNw2jw-P6h0XpC0CRwamBS6nOrHmnRQaFTjpvnfaoppY1dOw/s1600-h/059.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296849673002332594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirrgCc_VaXi7MK5G70OHmEcKnG6Pup6qj8HHfPQMW3SjQV9bDm5Wy-KEbbhme779pYFTDlHp8477PL3LX1lySgWkWKlDXQMNw2jw-P6h0XpC0CRwamBS6nOrHmnRQaFTjpvnfaoppY1dOw/s320/059.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Pooh! Hey, we've started moving. She should be out soon!<br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaNoVKDQymAM3LGrSWX3px-q3pA74tlrsCZeW7nWr0XaSZVs9LmjxRsI_JvjhgOY3VqbVbPEMc60aUajLUBjr3-eLFMBcKppyaJmV5hLMg5jX71Brkq7bHJ2yV0SrC1KO944Dhjyc6-QPW/s1600-h/061.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296849457266689362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaNoVKDQymAM3LGrSWX3px-q3pA74tlrsCZeW7nWr0XaSZVs9LmjxRsI_JvjhgOY3VqbVbPEMc60aUajLUBjr3-eLFMBcKppyaJmV5hLMg5jX71Brkq7bHJ2yV0SrC1KO944Dhjyc6-QPW/s320/061.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />There she is! </div>
<br /><div><br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296856930095648274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLTya6_m9XeJEpaf7JnGubiLUuEsPl_RMGIV-OIxbanzECpEg6o1nNOpkVgWi3d46lTFN5h2HmRfq0CAIU5SukfCyuvYEV6awHy28r4ekzu7g3LoJKSveEHyln722zmm_OG1AiIqvHzc4h/s320/062.JPG" border="0" /><br /></div>
<br /><div>Back home!<br />
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihB366-Gy44IvJiwyDywSZxAiaeCVZFDi4cqGMx4kHpHpvVKMxYJwXwbttwDFLmhZJ63oKDAX0CAlNEcjO9PFLJDxpQ-P7quy-G-h1JKt4x-vzLBuy8TofC2DJTfgRRDPJ5M-bnHcIe8SS/s1600-h/063.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296849050801085506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihB366-Gy44IvJiwyDywSZxAiaeCVZFDi4cqGMx4kHpHpvVKMxYJwXwbttwDFLmhZJ63oKDAX0CAlNEcjO9PFLJDxpQ-P7quy-G-h1JKt4x-vzLBuy8TofC2DJTfgRRDPJ5M-bnHcIe8SS/s320/063.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Thank you my trusty stead!<br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSKoTNjLGK7c0eKn4IqMuteA9pPPm3OkPDYdM6_t2HawZJWpBU7mxXwG8xT1l0K9gf3qDVqgkDo2HAB41VWcw0I87Qw5zGM-Cv5hHJFJXsVDJZI89sfPOua-kIslU-tiM3a28aelvvT5dP/s1600-h/066.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296848827477396274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSKoTNjLGK7c0eKn4IqMuteA9pPPm3OkPDYdM6_t2HawZJWpBU7mxXwG8xT1l0K9gf3qDVqgkDo2HAB41VWcw0I87Qw5zGM-Cv5hHJFJXsVDJZI89sfPOua-kIslU-tiM3a28aelvvT5dP/s320/066.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Hope you all enjoyed your ride. My husband is going to kill me. Nice knowing you all. I really did slow down and it was just a matter of pointing in the general direction....<br /><br /><br /><br />
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My aunt June <em>loves</em> Christmas.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUYtdf2V0ZkWUmswSgf4N-8K4YQ13lDg1xghACsO3dv2e7NbCOe5lpUzlxMaJNnIaXqZ1J6xMqbgatC0n0VSzj7jYRnu5DcGj6AeaHPJuF5LwKoHQCgz-FT2fnQe9qSyzaP6N2iv3ymW2P/s1600-h/056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288797112184705394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUYtdf2V0ZkWUmswSgf4N-8K4YQ13lDg1xghACsO3dv2e7NbCOe5lpUzlxMaJNnIaXqZ1J6xMqbgatC0n0VSzj7jYRnu5DcGj6AeaHPJuF5LwKoHQCgz-FT2fnQe9qSyzaP6N2iv3ymW2P/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Love this picture of these two. She may look just like me, but she's her daddy made over!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhojsT3HtCMc5A9bVW27PVo6xMiIlqA3F8x7ZVhAsCGGcCbSTCW3DzDXZtDf2YoaDqWyZqsQaaQ0ZkNNNJHpVGHShyw_z6-Vpw_EDrlSSyZ5BdEEuCI92ZZO40C-7d2GsECkfkgUqIZfkbt/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288796886066301218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhojsT3HtCMc5A9bVW27PVo6xMiIlqA3F8x7ZVhAsCGGcCbSTCW3DzDXZtDf2YoaDqWyZqsQaaQ0ZkNNNJHpVGHShyw_z6-Vpw_EDrlSSyZ5BdEEuCI92ZZO40C-7d2GsECkfkgUqIZfkbt/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />If you see these two together - run and I mean run the other way. What one doesn't think of the other will. And these two would be me and Steve made over. What fun they have<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb3jL8ngxCypVLjHpUN8TVgLzaqx2c6YLDOIVygcS6vJiOjBTLXQejLq7PIxqvz4hqymkJ-Mjvdef71FbfQYtE8luB6L-tAIieuOivxzO2luuwdqqXLLab_88aIis8mq_A0nM7L2qYtT8K/s1600-h/045.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288796645017245330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb3jL8ngxCypVLjHpUN8TVgLzaqx2c6YLDOIVygcS6vJiOjBTLXQejLq7PIxqvz4hqymkJ-Mjvdef71FbfQYtE8luB6L-tAIieuOivxzO2luuwdqqXLLab_88aIis8mq_A0nM7L2qYtT8K/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7LrYl9u0smnVN_gOqNfAFbJaH0WGTO4IJA1JGgxlcEvQy9QSJ8WQAZhp4DhG8wlWOm48T_2nsRTHuV8SZI4-Qxi3d0dakSGJ03L4vdeEAumEgKz7LPd4PlSMt29L2L4Lnm7oSwOQvQsPQ/s1600-h/047.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288796390141062402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7LrYl9u0smnVN_gOqNfAFbJaH0WGTO4IJA1JGgxlcEvQy9QSJ8WQAZhp4DhG8wlWOm48T_2nsRTHuV8SZI4-Qxi3d0dakSGJ03L4vdeEAumEgKz7LPd4PlSMt29L2L4Lnm7oSwOQvQsPQ/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Another one that loves Christmas!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlfhmjVabpXA4LcT1KERZhsYzkOC8wBB0VkxWtEPfzmbKvtrQR3DJA85Wwd0YilF3uh-6BJPgUAyJ_1OGoN7mViS9OL7mrvYVg-rcjx870InztfHzD2CluasUzYsMYK8RAv8oEJ8kUt52B/s1600-h/032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288796089489109410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlfhmjVabpXA4LcT1KERZhsYzkOC8wBB0VkxWtEPfzmbKvtrQR3DJA85Wwd0YilF3uh-6BJPgUAyJ_1OGoN7mViS9OL7mrvYVg-rcjx870InztfHzD2CluasUzYsMYK8RAv8oEJ8kUt52B/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I'm dreaming tonight of a ....... would love to know.</div><div>She is my sweet baby.<br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxku3EAMks9DkPFhp0CFU2a4_6rcMZ4_vUEOk7f1ZJDv-0HR-cyB-mwKSwZE2dZy2igUUyHbwx6dXGQZBy8SpUIgeUC_knx-Jj4HaGOgsgPg1LsOlj1Qh8pXD7MqXVvWTaET_HodGwT7wO/s1600-h/059.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288795867116890706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxku3EAMks9DkPFhp0CFU2a4_6rcMZ4_vUEOk7f1ZJDv-0HR-cyB-mwKSwZE2dZy2igUUyHbwx6dXGQZBy8SpUIgeUC_knx-Jj4HaGOgsgPg1LsOlj1Qh8pXD7MqXVvWTaET_HodGwT7wO/s320/059.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-51739460408062786312009-01-01T21:57:00.000-08:002009-01-01T22:46:25.953-08:00<div align="center"><em>Hey, you want to get under the Mistletoe?? Waaaaayne??</em></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286573667706628306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0FmZ6_RL_FyMDDW1FBJHCEpMv7z1TPO5QdylqtMisW6yVmdMAh2KUSyNvMHs-s3M6CZZDng7mjIgqSGFjmBwx050Jqu8teO2jEYbmUNMI2PbeOgCwtveChd853FbOWm8YyZgMDjdsjTe3/s320/008.JPG" border="0" />Why not? 18 years and we can still get under the Mistletoe!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Little smooch....</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286574388937490898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnHq3RIpfc0TIoo-OFm6NoQyPUMayriZnaC1zaCUW-bLQTGOgPkXAs6IrZ_0CRdvq879HmcAjoSkVYPPukD0an_6ln0iZnAdN4zKJBMb2_8NuJuWBNnQDfOvm3jHMwut-nO2nplMOqSEAX/s320/018.JPG" border="0" />Big smooch! L-O-V-E, Babe!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF86mJ1XIPnm79qkAPOY3yacuFDqleeYZq4zwPD4_4UWO-kkm7s4_XJIp-blMfAEean0px93zCxer34hj4R1eaUnlSAZlXgrnkULEwtHDHkPBlMnErqCv5rK8wkZYYJJkpTQB8Zg_M3QJv/s1600-h/017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286574648412078530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF86mJ1XIPnm79qkAPOY3yacuFDqleeYZq4zwPD4_4UWO-kkm7s4_XJIp-blMfAEean0px93zCxer34hj4R1eaUnlSAZlXgrnkULEwtHDHkPBlMnErqCv5rK8wkZYYJJkpTQB8Zg_M3QJv/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><strong>First....</strong></div><br /><br /><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;">Happy 18 years together!</span></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div><strong>This year will mark the year that I will have been married longer than I was not. Now that is a little thought provoking....</strong></div><br /><div><strong>This year was a little tough. Someone said you'd have them every now and then. Glad I have you to go through the tough times. Thank you for your never dying love. You're the best. I love you. Now let's dance. I know this is not your music, but I love this song and just one dance, pleeeeease.</strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>Next......</strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"><em>Happy New Year!</em></span></strong></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Thank you Kent and Krista for a great New Year's Eve. We had a great time. Oh and almost forgot....</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286583144758373778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP0wkV15eyGPWAPq_nR4xMLourEdf5Q_93jsAAeou6MbmCdb_c9_yU4PfYtPuWlJTaIU3253WWGQUsJeRTvTpsKeeZvb_KEHev2d63wAaFKk9TRjgyZu79luSBc4vtqdumclFltU-kKgEo/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br />As promised..... Had a good laugh as K&K perform a <em>Challenge </em>during the game <em>Would You Rather. </em>That was pretty funny. Thanks again!Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-78283661962774717932008-12-19T06:18:00.000-08:002008-12-19T06:21:17.904-08:00Aretha won for sounding most joyful to me! She can sing it. Go ahead you can turn it down the rest of us will loosen up and show some joy!Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-26246570461641998962008-12-18T10:13:00.000-08:002008-12-18T13:32:32.229-08:00Joy in my world!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAuCttIHoS28RBWoPOXRON145H0FASg5_H4ufSAHkg7wqXLl6AGZVioChU-6jkO6YeaTkQ1VpRLywAyxetcoP6EQi4aRjpSGsBt9D_OpChaOaUIW-AGL_xcIEZcgMee7kCKyfBQB1UCsNp/s1600-h/042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281245783984207106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAuCttIHoS28RBWoPOXRON145H0FASg5_H4ufSAHkg7wqXLl6AGZVioChU-6jkO6YeaTkQ1VpRLywAyxetcoP6EQi4aRjpSGsBt9D_OpChaOaUIW-AGL_xcIEZcgMee7kCKyfBQB1UCsNp/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center">Wow! It has been a really long time since I've logged on to Bloggerville. Life is good - actually it is beyond good is it full of blessings beyond belief.</div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center">Before I get started - yes, Luck is back. Ashley (who was leasing him) went away to college and he came home. For the longest time after his arrival Brooklyn upon seeing him out in the field would say to me - Mommy, Lucky's home, Lucky's home! and then later on - Lucky's still home, mom. I love having him give life to my barn once again and yes, getting out in 20 degree weather to feed and water a horse shows just how much he's loved.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"> </div><br /><br /><div align="center">Last week - what a great week.... Lauryn turned 9 years old!! Let's just leave it at - NO WAY! Can't be. I just brought her home the other day. Couldn't do much more than cry and sigh every time I looked at her - I will <em>never </em>forget those first days of being a mom for the first time. I am so grateful for my Baby Lauryn and now big girl.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281234944131929874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9OjH2YsaTPfhsZFOyyssh84NyzGyIiOQJulzEmTEIn76DG8xgjkhSJVM-tkAOV9GF0GlFrz-322xu-r68GVpM-wlNlqMhdc1NBgeIgPdMjWlNnUKgKxNP00P1Z66cn-a16KsElO9fk05O/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p align="center">Lauryn and one of her best buddies - Hanna - having fun on stage.<br /><br /></p><br /><br /><div>Steve is back home!! Our family is beyond happy. The reunion of he and his family was priceless. We needed no other gift for Christmas! Thank you, God. My heart breaks for so many others that will be far apart from their soldier this Christmas. May God be near and comfort their hearts.</div><br /><br /><div align="center">Welcome home ceremony for Bravo Battery on December 9. Piqua, Ohio<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281239459352529122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwew7YhQaQTO_-5IYN2qX04ITEFXFmIZ50ytSgsVj5Ezooyx8Z5dG7zshsWG8t8Z5BSe9lYtBOYgffmVM5D5CmYRLMPwBCqfjWSZcFsY3C8rPojhiWgsavo_J5X5fLMLIfckEaZ-TVdT1M/s320/DSCF0225.JPG" border="0" /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281243822172341314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrizEr7g99uU8_mzfo-_Op3seQCCMRnAvSc5ZYkm4DHcaoumNCu18seVg5UgN4S0m-ewJK9sJheCMUmKGXYX68LmxnE92bw8P2XXFBXwSlVR5-HkPjuNhJbp2mvaathoZWHCrzgmoAzw3R/s320/DSCF0204.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p align="center">Later that night celebrating Lauryn's B-day @ Chuckie Cheese's</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281234239541314450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCKeFSJtHQFUVLFit53d01rIji1yYJO7Tu_8zcKUZRVoio9zOD-FtjcTEUhvvco6Nd8AzSyehvPRfPGVWVge0Qy6uFfCccz-PkSA21ngnITMQaCPQyGw7vzcPj1s9r334L_AM9_WquhBSF/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>I now have a houseful of kids - priceless. From the ending of the last paragraph and the beginning of this one the bread has raised (I'm baking cinnamon bread) Four of the seven loaves are done! Two of which have been delivered and the other two almost consumed. It doesn't take long :o) and the kids are home. So, that's all for now. Merry CHRISTmas - as Lauryn would say. Enjoy the season.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-7454345753569223052008-11-18T07:50:00.000-08:002008-11-18T08:40:33.286-08:00Snow!?<div align="center">I'm not sure I'm ready for this...</div><br /><br /><br />Yesterday....this....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBXhUDyyHzU3R3w2lkCt_lasoM_3TlSTSNS3_WIOm91yMEcbL9Bv_GgsvuH5uiuKd2eMYKlMhawxfmlY4SVato9XPTQJvNlZ9zlU-5yfInL7NHHrj4OYtfk_-eUhemZUrKVro2EEYXEvqj/s1600-h/059.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270029370191659874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBXhUDyyHzU3R3w2lkCt_lasoM_3TlSTSNS3_WIOm91yMEcbL9Bv_GgsvuH5uiuKd2eMYKlMhawxfmlY4SVato9XPTQJvNlZ9zlU-5yfInL7NHHrj4OYtfk_-eUhemZUrKVro2EEYXEvqj/s320/059.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBXhUDyyHzU3R3w2lkCt_lasoM_3TlSTSNS3_WIOm91yMEcbL9Bv_GgsvuH5uiuKd2eMYKlMhawxfmlY4SVato9XPTQJvNlZ9zlU-5yfInL7NHHrj4OYtfk_-eUhemZUrKVro2EEYXEvqj/s1600-h/059.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />then....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlileSqOLsWNJqvWeEWdXXt4niQNXS3xRDp6_xZe-9KbsHuLZFej15KGz7_e3bwoj26tttEi3mkEtVtnxOe-n3chU-IQVNR8ENprvtDDgqjWxAK8E5d_fV-MJaFaTSOpuVfFzwnDM-qlQW/s1600-h/062.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270029546104852322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlileSqOLsWNJqvWeEWdXXt4niQNXS3xRDp6_xZe-9KbsHuLZFej15KGz7_e3bwoj26tttEi3mkEtVtnxOe-n3chU-IQVNR8ENprvtDDgqjWxAK8E5d_fV-MJaFaTSOpuVfFzwnDM-qlQW/s320/062.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and of course she couldn't resist that.....<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270031831529972578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPk0gg89zPNtcLPRKvRiqfzayfrl0jTB72wAX15qvVNirVgLv0-MkDcID6TKJlpY6zb7jBk6bXy4nxdlg6oshhJn7R3-tk_JEcxnOabZvh5VjKapJNaclgJ1nuf-WRONZQT70xOSA6RU9j/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /> she did come back in and put her shoes on.....what a bad mother....what a child....oh, to be free to act on those impulses....to love and live fully....<br />Sigh... - while I put away laundry, I'll think about running out in the snow barefoot and care-free, uninhibited by my stuffy adult "suppose to"...<br /><div align="center">Look for the "moments". Don't pass them up.</div><div align="center">Within each moment there is a "choice".<br /></div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-53584804939502794682008-11-13T06:54:00.000-08:002008-11-13T07:20:55.648-08:00MusicMusic compliments of ~ <em>Wayne. </em>And for the record, yes, I'll go with you.<br /><br /><br /><br />I know this is a little early for me to be posting, but I came across something that I wanted to share and I just happen to be totally by myself. I should be studying for my cardiology exam, but I had to do some work online and you know how it is...<br /><br />Here it is and fast.<br /><br />I am officially a "<em>Daylight Chaser". </em>Don't get it?? Think about a verse in the Bible that goes like this -<br /><br /><div align="center"><em>As long as it is day, we must do the work of Him who sent me. Night is coming when no one can work. while I am in the world I am the light of the world.</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>~ Jesus</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>John 9:4-5</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><br /><div align="left">I'm trying to make the most of my daylight. Here's what I came across in this book. Take a deep breath....this may hurt.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"><em>We have defined Holiness through what we separate ourselves from rather than what we give ourselves to. I am convinced the great tragedy is not the sins that we commit, but the life that we fail to live. </em></div><br /><div align="left"><em>You cannot follow God in neutral. God has created you to do something. It is not enough to stop the wrong and then be paralyzed when it comes to the right.</em></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">I am saying "ouch".</div><br /><div align="left">We don't hesitate to point out when someone is offending us or not living up to "standard", beating them down or away. Let's see... last time I checked God's still in charge and the Judge. I want to do good. Show God's love and leave the rest to Him.</div><br /><div align="left">By the way I purposefully left the title and author's name out. I would like to finish it before recommending it. So far, it's good, really good.</div><br /><div align="left"></div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-40262816366325801602008-10-23T07:33:00.000-07:002008-11-11T07:12:45.366-08:00<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFDIzSeAolmJsY6yQFfajzIULt85nAuzq2JaZGyckTFIcx_d4CDPJKVn90B0dYbhVS-BbnXrSOn61h_KM9y1I0MbIrZQhSM_04Yookn4Gb_wSzqvy5F75CgqhBLl__hhyzmhAoQ0DkmYJs/s1600-h/100_3247.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267225106597038146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFDIzSeAolmJsY6yQFfajzIULt85nAuzq2JaZGyckTFIcx_d4CDPJKVn90B0dYbhVS-BbnXrSOn61h_KM9y1I0MbIrZQhSM_04Yookn4Gb_wSzqvy5F75CgqhBLl__hhyzmhAoQ0DkmYJs/s320/100_3247.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center">I wrote this post a few weeks ago and let me just give you a brief synopsis of what has happened since then. You may somewhat understand why I've been detained.<br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center">Wayne shot another doe. </div><br /><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center">I attended part of Youth Challenge with my friend and guest speaker - Stephanie. She did an awesome job speaking about purity to the girls. God spoke through her. An awesome job on a tough topic - we need more or it. </div><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center">Was beat in a 5k by my husband, daughter and friend and all I really cared about was finding somewhere to puke after I crossed the finish line. Don't really know what was going on beside the fact that my little Myoplex shake didn't sit too well. We all finished within seconds of each other. It was fun. And, I was so proud of Lauryn who took 1st place in her age group! Wow! This is like the second largest race in our area. Very proud of her! Stephanie - thanks for all your attempts at keeping my mind off my aching belly! You did awesome. Your high altitude training showed.<br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center">I finished my cardiology class - just have to take the final and I'm officially a telemetry nurse - oh, yea! (I'm being so sarcastic) I will forever be a pediatric nurse. I like taking care of hearts less than 21 yrs old and that are in bodies less than 100 lbs. But a recent change has me working (on an infrequent basis - thank the Lord) with old people and yes, old is anyone older than 21 yrs. - when it comes to nursing. </div><br /><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center">Gatlinburg weekend getaway with some great friends and family. It was beautiful. I'll post some pictures someday, but until then check out Katie's. Oh, guess who I found in Gatlinburg.....</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">FRED!!</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267222393595023042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWbb2HTpuPI2-be8p6ojqmYCUdfY3FLwdM9UTlszBEyXBqATwC3qVMhi02cUkOT9NY3On9SDDhGrXnJvtZh-_KHXzJMsi7vGgUHPzCqzfKEx7RLyekpd-vd6RQTW9DO4XyZtUPKBBW6p0A/s320/100_3226.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><br />This girl doesn't give me very many good poses . I think these would be some of my favorites. (from Gatlinburg)</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267417501801306242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQE3Zvr3WCUASllKUQKHGHHl1KUHQ4lWAqsHtxMBq7gdeVYMp19YdpA8ZYK8Mb08RrAajl_jVx3ScqPOSA096yZR9SxR9zMm4CFyqVzedQdODKMeDKS7EUhaeTgLwXva9Tsmm_r3VHznun/s320/100_3248.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267222965175504818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilMjI9eZ6bPnQDOWzqhPkzUDKB92ZmH2Q-_zhya36xd5ZtpJS2OdpLV4sR3KjmKTbwalySM0WN0ieE-QuIg16O0eH5kh5h3hheUBrwzKNJG6omvVRhBuucY6mdkizCXFggmnNWjp4J0YSl/s320/100_3249.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div>We were without water - again! (Remember Ike). We finally determined it was a broken pump. The water was still there for which we were truly thankful. We would rather replace the pump than have to drill another well! We were several days without water and two days after getting our water back our kitchen flooded. Unbelievable! Dishwasher put on a display - the likes of Old Faithful. I stood in my kitchen wondering what next?</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>I have a new niece - Sophia Lynnette - congratulations to Michael, Beth and big brother, Isaiah! Wayne was able to visit her</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267224324930930898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJqTjhBnEZ6KhJKzxkbghyphenhyphenhtUACfYXOqBSPDbvnCZPUoCcJ2hAEHTECZZLZJhNWa67_sQ2YVIa5mOMRhlsxOPdu-ZEQoHdTtKhBZbXakx0xNxhvM_v_lhjl90I521aPiD8H51OapiUK6WZ/s320/Hospital_w_Baby_Sophia_&_Isaiah_November_2008_179.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>and the reason I have not been...</div><br /><br /><br /><div>Brooklyn had an ear infection that resulted in blowing her eardrum. Poor baby she has taken to the habits of my "old people" - talking really loud and saying "what" a lot. She is feeling much better and now Lauryn is sick. That is all for now - gotta get some kiddos down for a nap. Here's the old post.... You all have a great week.<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div>About 2 yrs ago which was actually 2 weeks we were invited to join Melissa and Taylor on a church outing to Brumbaugh's Farm. It was a ton of fun. Then Friday, we went on a kid's camp out sponsored by our church. What a great bunch of kid's workers we have! Our kids love you (and we do to). Thank you for all your sacrifices. Yes, we stayed in a tent. Our kids were warm and never complained the first time. Wayne and I froze and I am still thinking of the walnut that made for a restless night. It was strategically placed let me tell you.<br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggjlmEgEvI2uv7Xp0DfIvf1BCOOSn3LTBPtbdL0pvmqdgcG8mgrYbEgX2YYdcUz8xwniwwEr3L7VYcyfD8_fRF24OooaAx2sdNQ5_NNq0_pWyV2qdyoDxCiMCX4hbNpeg1dkqZyOiRiBEs/s1600-h/016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260366756896755874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggjlmEgEvI2uv7Xp0DfIvf1BCOOSn3LTBPtbdL0pvmqdgcG8mgrYbEgX2YYdcUz8xwniwwEr3L7VYcyfD8_fRF24OooaAx2sdNQ5_NNq0_pWyV2qdyoDxCiMCX4hbNpeg1dkqZyOiRiBEs/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkAd2jZjI3Db8RENFx4qBlR_J6pDzSv7tsVgO2WSr47blK8D8aJFw_MzlYcEVJSGOM5dtLKZpgjYIcKKmHkGn7YchQJzZpIhKvQ7QsrIsELxPSPpsLRqCc7GmsN4U3zMyVoCmUYO_h4xgF/s1600-h/023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260365991085487090" style="DISPLAY: block; 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It was a great October weekend.</div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Lauryn way to goalie! - Blocking 9 of 10 goal attempts first quarter! We're proud of you.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261855538701183170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKyND9yLf4jwdEbJ-ui1Hz8Y6Hus7DkPqXGffv5QNWoLIX_zBY1a_yHazuEO0RHj3Ywm7OLCInVam4QXf2MWu5hYXkYlNZx4GVcUMy33Rqrd2uPWGJE3u-7lpB7vSD0MD3HyY4vhlE1NgO/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /> </div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Ryan, great season! - Championship title- all that practice payed off.</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261855961499739474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguqXeHnY1rQfV7nttUE1GNjoVzwXxmUi6-wsg0XDsVDdh6Sjp1dTKdkGEFCcyrw7pLeMuUFlM6Qmx-VrrXMNx71Gf5RX6M_8CYj_GhOQ2VSMfJFxBMBCq03pRX0iK7aUruQlXfH7CefgaE/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-67727343737044793362008-10-21T06:08:00.000-07:002008-10-21T07:27:08.873-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVHbt0NZRysWSkS1-2BMD-Z97rHD1rv1FeM10mHuCceYj8O2PIpbR60O_6XD-9q9_inNX8wp372KxfnLirm_BOTBW1xQsnrXZGe-IKpsUq1X7pFNApKQdkCrk0GB6W00YoeCY6JyloxYHC/s1600-h/003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259613412356308242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVHbt0NZRysWSkS1-2BMD-Z97rHD1rv1FeM10mHuCceYj8O2PIpbR60O_6XD-9q9_inNX8wp372KxfnLirm_BOTBW1xQsnrXZGe-IKpsUq1X7pFNApKQdkCrk0GB6W00YoeCY6JyloxYHC/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><div>It was about 7 p.m. last night when the phone rang, someone knocked at the door and I was simultaneously doing laundry and fighting the urge to go to bed for the night. My hubby was spending the evening on a local farm in the woods bow hunting. I had warmly said - hope you enjoy yourself as he left -- he did recall that later. Soon after leaving my Lauryn predicted that - he'd get a deer tonight -- He did and that was one of the phone calls. He soon arrived with deer in the back of the truck and just as perky as I would expect one that had had a great Fallish evening sitting in a tree stand that was just a mere five minutes from home, taking a great shot on a nice size doe and then having the shortest drag ever getting her back to the truck. It is just the thing to do mid October. Well, one daughter was all about going with dad and when the little one learned that the big one was excited she was immediately interested and the dad agreed to take both to the check-in station. Mom was fantasizing about folding laundry then sneaking off to a quiet bath and <strong><em>sleep...</em></strong>sigh. Then with boyish excitement and manly accomplishment in every move - <span style="font-size:78%;">which I wouldn't stifle if my life depended on it. I love it when he's lovin' life <span style="font-size:100%;">-</span> </span><span style="font-size:100%;">He looked at me and asked - "Do you want to ride along?" With my yes I dashed my quiet bath but completed his night with affirmation from his wife. Admittedly, I wasn't as enthusiastic as I wanted to be but it was fun and as we were in the barn struggling to get her hung up with the help of John Deere. I couldn't help but be somewhat amused at life. I think it's easier to go with the flow some days and enjoy the current and scenery rather than fight it and attempt to make it go the way <strong>you </strong>think it should go. Gotta run - I have an Olympian gymnast hopeful in my family room and Leonardo's marker was just confiscated. Have a great day! </span></div><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259613257343165538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZavhRBAkx_3_sTk8h8yXdUEaC0cZ10S-jixcCszUhJraCe8RLtVgHr-nd7cU_IWbCm360O-50FfGjvFCQ17uzBq4L-yVDmJLrudmCF_oZpO-FnsD3gFg5Givz1Gvz72cRk6ICSVHYNDsd/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /></span></div></div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-35144726633916667542008-10-11T13:07:00.000-07:002008-10-11T13:22:57.037-07:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255990938125906274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje9a-yyJWrpyJdLU01N93SdJ42QpzjfI9XbLP67e4LdYcmxl8IrIByehc6pQRSoUjeRWDyS3PF5H9Hb6g-qtBag80fr0wCcEAD8A2RMmtWOtc6QXCPAyHPDtcwxOU4Gkfw62ZSgriAlr9K/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div>Here's what happens when you take last year's pumpkin seeds and throw them in a field of horse hooey. Lauryn did pretty good as a pumpkin grower. We didn't have to buy any pumpkins this year. And yes, we did make a pumpkin pie from fresh pumpkin. It was OK, but I'm sure that there are better breeds suited for cooking, but we had to try. She ended up with over a dozen pumpkins. Way to go girl!</div><div></div><div>Here's our 3rd cutting - yeah. Pretty site. Didn't get such a good picture. Would have helped if I would have gotten off the deck. Have a great day. Hope you can get outdoors and enjoy. </div><div><br /> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255991208800280370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimqW4LHo08ch0TIXbiJAS2dLCEexmMq8Qz8XTBuHH25cctTAKGmJD7NlDcRdf_71YnceX5V5IX6unCq2q1eaJdQiHRRjM3gjbuMAUGxOkFWUVC3lUECAQ5-byEJdnKFeSYbrp0JMQc21As/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-41167849668106483482008-09-29T07:00:00.000-07:002008-09-29T09:32:44.431-07:00He's back!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdO4dBQKAP7nVGfD2TYL0V0jNZxQ0qWMUN5OHLGugGigJ_VfLNK-EoRQX3gzryG9V4uYD9lb9nVPQKcxJiu7vcsFPUww7BrZwRjm96TQS6gqCSPTdOeQULO7ZexdoyN2gH6g2CX_0NaBF7/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251468593374384834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdO4dBQKAP7nVGfD2TYL0V0jNZxQ0qWMUN5OHLGugGigJ_VfLNK-EoRQX3gzryG9V4uYD9lb9nVPQKcxJiu7vcsFPUww7BrZwRjm96TQS6gqCSPTdOeQULO7ZexdoyN2gH6g2CX_0NaBF7/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn4jb4IYAsFvzYKdcIwH7_2GehUcqmx7FM33b6h3De3auz83Xd-YFR7C4lwPuL_w7pyoL59ZeSfdHm3iaE6q42UCB1dXH4IM59a7c9IJsQub44EYmxfVmvLLPeuSUX8xFd3Ax5eQ8xlDZp/s1600-h/003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251468365045422882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn4jb4IYAsFvzYKdcIwH7_2GehUcqmx7FM33b6h3De3auz83Xd-YFR7C4lwPuL_w7pyoL59ZeSfdHm3iaE6q42UCB1dXH4IM59a7c9IJsQub44EYmxfVmvLLPeuSUX8xFd3Ax5eQ8xlDZp/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>First of all, I was a little melodramatic in my last post. I was intent upon pulling the heart strings of one Wayne Lavy - in absentia during the Great Wind - Ike. It worked - he came home! But we did have perspective and knew that there were others that had it so much harder then we did and my heart went out to those. So just wanted to clear that up - no pity party here. We have recovered after 5 1/2 days without electricity. We are powerized, hydrated and I'm back in the arms of my hubby - so we're very fine. I would like to say many thanks to my mom who housed, fed and watered us for several days. Then, Candy who did the same. Melissa who stayed out at my house very late one night helping me clean out freezers, refrigerator and more - not a fun job without running water. Steve, Buffy and kids who picked up a trampoline that had scattered to the ends of the earth! Uncle Paul who helped me haul water to the herd. Candy and the boys for help with clean-up and <strong>everything </strong>else. I am blessed to have a wonderful family that is nearby. </div><br /><div>Happy Fall y'all! I love it! The combines and tractors are coming out of the barns. Orange, brown and red are the colors of choice. And the ovens are turning out apple this and pumpkin that. I feel the need to have a huge fall party with hay rides and bluegrass music.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>My Monday started out with a two o-clock potty break - for Brookie. Followed by a family of coyotes getting a little close to the barn and there setting up choir practice much to the aggravation of Daisy - our lab. I drug myself from my cozy den and hung myself a little far out the window (like those several inches are going to make a difference) and yelled at all of nature - "NO.....NO." Actually, it was directed at Daisy and she did shut up. As ornery as she can be she does listen in the middle of the night to that emphatic "no". So, then on to 6:30 a.m. - putting together a plant project. Yes, I was clipping a stem from a barberry bush in my jammies in the dark for my 3rd grader so she could finish. There were extenuating circumstances this week that I felt responsible for otherwise I would have slept in and hopefully taught a lesson that I wished would have broke me at 3rd grade from procrastination. I do think there is hope for her being she has so much of her dad's personality. All said and clipped and glued and labelled - it was done before leaving for school. </div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251470593342285458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmhyphenhyphenhNBzdEKftp8ui4kph97DpAvamJRivUTJ4I-9H0mut8DubYYASUFGzy1padKh6wrDYf60pvB2uJj0Y3i3CxIodp6G7X_uFk0I8VIDa3n46kMu8vDAJESqkEOT7DDxneZwHtHtzOQQ8f/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div>Do you ever think of the split second that changes your life forever? Well mine wasn't so life changing but one moment I have two angelic beings sitting before me consuming warm <strong>apple </strong>cinnamon oatmeal when the smaller of the two looses balance and goes from knees to hiney in a blink. With that blink out came an arm that made contact with the warm <strong>apple </strong>cinnamon oatmeal giving us warm <strong>apple </strong>cinnamon oatmeal showers in the kitchen. I looked at the embellished oak chair legs and carpet and contemplated a picture to savor the moment. Quickly dismissed that as stupid and started scooping up the fresh ground covering. These two will turn your day upside down but quickly upright it when they look at you with innocent eyes that are begging forgiveness. <em>I'm just a kid. I'll grow and learn. And, I'll remember these days and how you reacted. </em>Did I have time to laugh and play? Who's really going to remember the stained carpet anyways?</div><br /><div>Next was concerted help doing the laundry. Brookie was to gather towels and throw them in the washer. I sigh as I realized the armful she deposited in the wash were clean towels. Well, it's not even noon.... What a beautiful day..... I think we're going outside. Have a great week!</div></div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-17429527417146627642008-09-16T19:38:00.001-07:002008-09-17T15:43:40.545-07:00<div>Day 3 - It is dark. There is no water. My children and I roam - searching for a place to lay our head, a warm shower, a flushing toilet, water to take home to our herd. We find our needs met by the friendly, homey abodes of Grammy, Candy and our neighbors who offer water to the thirsty. We must go on. We know there is a brighter day. We draw strength from each other.</div><br /><br /><div>And..... here's my precious husband. VACATIONING in the BEAUTIFUL ROCKY MOUNTAINS. Love you, Babe. We're actually doing well. A little tired of living out of a suitcase, but we're fine. The girls are loving all the company and different beds.</div><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247123994094817474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLt79ihLC3_Le3fAWR-oLocTvUjhQYzIGmcm0a0aPFimKXWvov5KCK61gmBYOs_3t-sI9T5X4KE0Mtv5yA-pRXobamMi-7UOtxT6gWVGHMkJYRRk3PXgl2YUrz7E2ln1sk7vDQOZZPRAO-/s320/co+hunt+08.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div>Here's my man with the cow elk. For more descriptive writing about the trip and pics of my brother-in-law who sliced his head open in a four-wheeler accident - see Mike and Kim under my blog links.</div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028657461955249011.post-19951165594944828682008-09-15T17:17:00.000-07:002008-09-15T19:54:50.093-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlFNOc4SLzCx8vLqFKIozA6sQvy7kDb9IgHGBimDVBVMqPUIVqzAV3V1KWUlv9mEudGWPGKIzU-B_hms450kHXIzJvETGyOkEP9uXSy-HV8mc3xcd6z816D-vB98F5Y8trBFpsDxp8Ksdh/s1600-h/016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246413031894431890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlFNOc4SLzCx8vLqFKIozA6sQvy7kDb9IgHGBimDVBVMqPUIVqzAV3V1KWUlv9mEudGWPGKIzU-B_hms450kHXIzJvETGyOkEP9uXSy-HV8mc3xcd6z816D-vB98F5Y8trBFpsDxp8Ksdh/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhePs7eb47x4_Ycuiq0FUUUrJiowxaEVUTWLQEMDpXDZ8jwaD2z3hsDJqrNdex0lB9TPAwgwDq0fsgGLlNcWltl0JvSx_ADGdDC4YDi1Sf4mxLwg6AwNjTA1huGYK0vYanTXvXbYLA1kzV4/s1600-h/019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246412289285214498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhePs7eb47x4_Ycuiq0FUUUrJiowxaEVUTWLQEMDpXDZ8jwaD2z3hsDJqrNdex0lB9TPAwgwDq0fsgGLlNcWltl0JvSx_ADGdDC4YDi1Sf4mxLwg6AwNjTA1huGYK0vYanTXvXbYLA1kzV4/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinxa9SmQwrOO4A6-Mk44hMQ_oymrItVPLKdAcOdpgFf6YXhbRZOK32MI6gRpKOiO9NDrQZWIGPsEBPfMaWwt1-_mB1hXkvjrsctc8FPJqHaMHu3Wc7EGEM7hgpPm6lVdRKmnCZHf9QRZjc/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246411718989955442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinxa9SmQwrOO4A6-Mk44hMQ_oymrItVPLKdAcOdpgFf6YXhbRZOK32MI6gRpKOiO9NDrQZWIGPsEBPfMaWwt1-_mB1hXkvjrsctc8FPJqHaMHu3Wc7EGEM7hgpPm6lVdRKmnCZHf9QRZjc/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>These are for my man who's in the quiet of the mountains. Free from care, worry, and WIND! Awaking to homemade cinnamon rolls, strolling up the majestic Rockies, and bagging an elk with his trusty bow and arrow (with the help of his <a href="http://www.cabelas.com/prod-1/0005558224862a.shtml"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Hoochie</span> Mama</a> - of course). Yes, he harvested a cow elk on Saturday. Congrats, Wayne. Now get your sweet little self home and rescue your girls! Actually, we are faring well. We're tough and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">resilient</span>. We're swaying in the wind - without water and electricity. We miss you and do look forward to your return. Love you. Be safe. See you soon. </div></div></div>Lavy Countryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343556254395612317noreply@blogger.com30