<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181</id><updated>2011-08-30T04:49:18.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FROM IDAHO AND DARNED PROUD OF IT!!</title><subtitle type='html'>Just pure bull from an old man with too much time on his hands.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>408</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-1647849594900255524</id><published>2010-05-07T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T11:23:45.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This should be interesting.  I did not realize it had been so long since I last blogged and much has happened.  Of course I won't remember too much of it but will try a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November, 2009 I had a wee bit of a stroke which damaged (permanently) a nerve in my ear.  This nerve is important for equilibrium and vision.  Needless to say I now walk around like a drunk and I have a hard time focusing clearly.  I no longer driver the bus that I loved so much and am pretty much home bound unless Cheryl drives me somewhere.  I spend my time on the computer doing indexing for genealogy people, teasing Cheryl and making her mad, and watching cowboy movies if they are on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been sooooooooo cold here that we have only been fishing once.  Didn't catch anything but we enjoyed it.  It was nice to be outside instead of in the house.  It snowed a little bit yesterday but right now it is fairly nice outside.  I would go fishing except I have to go to a ladies house to set up a program on her computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all my blogging buddies even though I didn't have that many.  I do get on facebook whenever I think of it and just leave a comment now and then.  If you wish to say hi on facebook just look for Tim Delaney.  Of course you might tell me who you are so I don't think it is some hooker or worse and I just delete it.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if anyone reads this please sign in and say hello.  Have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-1647849594900255524?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/1647849594900255524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=1647849594900255524' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1647849594900255524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1647849594900255524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-should-be-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6722816145768541390</id><published>2009-09-08T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T07:57:20.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was going to post a picture of the bus and me but couldn't find it sooooooooooo.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell my blogging has taken a turn for the worst.  Maybe I am just too lazy to keep up with it.  If I was popular like Pam I would probably do better.  I do get some email messages from people who read my blog but never make a comment saying I haven't done it in a while.  They probably think I am dead or something.  Right Darla, Kay and Sarah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has started and I am driving almost everyday except Sunday and most Mondays.  Have had the bus quit me already while taking the football team to their game..., didn't make for good feelings about my bus.  I think I have taken every sports team we have plus the Jr. High volleyball team plus the music band.  Whew, what an interesting diversity of personalities.  Each group has a different mind set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl is busy canning, waiting on me and making sure I am comfortable and well fed.  She likes to experiment and this year was zucchini pickles which turned out to be very good.  She also learned how to make zucchini pineapple which is quite a bit like the real pineapple.  I am glad she likes to do this because our zucchini plant went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our pepper plants have produced but due to the cool spring and not so hot summer they did not get extremely large but they sure have excellent flavor.  The string beans went crazy and that is good for Cheryl because I don't especially like string beans.  Now new potatoes and fresh peas from the garden, oh yum, yum, yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we are going to have to pull our tomatoes and hang them in the garage.  The nights are just too cool for them to keep ripening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough about our garden.  Cheryl and I are doing fine for a couple of old farts.  We have our aches and pains but we keep plugging along.  She is at the cannery today helping can whatever they are canning and she is with a lady that she really enjoys.  Me, I have another run with the volleyball team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl has learned to ride the atv and now there is a bunch of these "elderly" ladies that like to get on them and go riding.  Personally I get quite a kick out of it all.  I can just see Darla, Kay, Sarah, Pam and a few others that age riding around the countryside on atv's like a gang of hooligans.  Ha, ha, ha.  Go for it gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I will close for now.  Going to be a very busy week and I have not done one bit of indexing for genealogy so I have to get busy when I can.  Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6722816145768541390?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6722816145768541390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6722816145768541390' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6722816145768541390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6722816145768541390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/09/was-going-to-post-picture-of-bus-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-3096438964100517840</id><published>2009-08-17T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T07:37:33.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SoloissxRkI/AAAAAAAAAu4/znqsKOIWFVw/s1600-h/T%26C.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SoloissxRkI/AAAAAAAAAu4/znqsKOIWFVw/s400/T%26C.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370938975939806786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that all women are crazy, well, most women anyway.  This silly woman that I am married to gets up every morning at 5:30 or 6:00 to read her scriptures and then go walking with a friend.  Now who in their right mind does such a thing?  I appreciate that she wants to get up that early but she always manages to disturb the sleeping beauty next to her and then I get a guilty feeling for not being up and doing things.  Come on ladies..., old age is to be enjoyed by being lazy, going fishing, less yard work and etc., etc., etc.  By the way Pam you have a lovely yard.  Ours would look that nice if Cheryl would get up a little earlier and do some outside work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is going on in the life of Delaney?  Nuthin, absolutely nuthin.  Next week starts the driving for the school and then it will be busy, busy, busy, I hope.  I am getting the itch to put the pedal to the metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite cool here the past few days and I love it but my tomatoes are hating it.  I have so many but they are not turning red.  What is a person to do?  I look forward to having fresh tomatoes each year.  We have so much spaghetti squash that I am sick of looking at it let alone eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grief I really cannot think of anything to say.  Now if Cheryl was doing this she would go on about anything and everything for ever and ever.  Put a telephone in that woman's ear and she can talk all day long.  Do I get fed when she gets that way..., noooooo.  I am so abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast calling.  Got to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-3096438964100517840?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/3096438964100517840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=3096438964100517840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3096438964100517840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3096438964100517840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-decided-that-all-women-are-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SoloissxRkI/AAAAAAAAAu4/znqsKOIWFVw/s72-c/T%26C.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-3049275639050803087</id><published>2009-08-07T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:24:16.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SnywGMOpL7I/AAAAAAAAAuw/oMf0-J_dy3c/s1600-h/photo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SnywGMOpL7I/AAAAAAAAAuw/oMf0-J_dy3c/s400/photo+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367358476327137202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay.  I have had some inquiries as to why have I not been blogging.  Here is the reason.  Starting from left to right at the top, Rachel, John, Sibyl, Brandon, Jeremy, Amber, Isabelle, and Rylie.  This is where a lot of our summer has been, trying to keep them all happy, active and not fighting.  Rachel, John, Sibyl and Isabelle are from Pahrump, Nevada.  The other three, Brandon, Jeremy and Amber are from Tulsa, OK and Rylie is from Provo, UT.  While there were some interesting times we also had a lot of good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl and I would take shifts in watching for blood and tears while the other one took a time out and laid down.  I cannot speak for Grandma but whenever I went to lay down I had all of them come and bother me at one time or another.  Guess I wouldn't have it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the boys fishing every day for a week and we went to different lakes each time.  The best lake was where the bluegill are and all I did was take fish off, put bait on, take fish off, put bait on.  The bluegill were really hitting but they were very small so we didn't keep any.  Probably a good thing since neither Cheryl or I know how to clean and prepare them for eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl took the gang to the local swimming place where they have a slide that a portion of it is known as the "black hole" and I guess it scares the by gollies out of you.  Even the adults were thinking before launching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dug a fire pit in the back yard and had wiener roasts, mosquito bites, smoors, more mosquito bites and a lot of fun.  Poor Jeremy is allergic to any bug bites and a mosquito bit him on the cheek which caused him to swell up big time.  Isabelle would freak out at any bug she put eyes on.  Mercy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on but it would be boring to all who reads this so I will close by saying this; Cheryl and I love our grandchildren but we sure are glad they are back home now.  We took the Oklahoma kids back and it was a very, very, vvvveeeerrrryyyyyyy long trip.  Coming back we decided to not drive the freeways and really enjoyed seeing some of the rural areas of Oklahoma and Colorado.  We were going to drive over the Royal Gorge bridge but they wanted $28.00 admission fee so we slowly backed up and waved adios as we drove away.  We topped a mountain pass at 11, 200 feet and we both were suffering from lack of oxygen.  I never realized it until my reactions became very pronounced and slow.  When we dropped down I got quite the head ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are home, the zucchini is overrunning the place, the spaghetti squash is really overrunning the place, the tomatoes are thicker than thick but still not ripe, the green beans were begging to be picked and we have one pickle.  Cheryl has a recipe that makes the best dill pickles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are healthy and fine.  School will be starting soon which makes me happy.  Right now the county fair is going on downtown and the cowboys and cowgirls are having their rodeo today.  Cheryl has never been to a rodeo and I haven't seen one since I was about 13 years old.  I just don't care for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this finds all of you well and happy.  I didn't realize that there are several who read my blog but never comment until I have not posted for a while.  Sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-3049275639050803087?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/3049275639050803087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=3049275639050803087' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3049275639050803087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3049275639050803087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SnywGMOpL7I/AAAAAAAAAuw/oMf0-J_dy3c/s72-c/photo+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-8912148824086298644</id><published>2009-06-22T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T16:36:28.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some pictures of when Cheryl and I went camping.  Even though it rained every day and every night we still had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkARPW8Ta3I/AAAAAAAAAuI/cRWnE5IKiH4/s1600-h/100_1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkARPW8Ta3I/AAAAAAAAAuI/cRWnE5IKiH4/s400/100_1048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350295312870370162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is pretty much how the complete week looked from the campsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkARkRtmHAI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/NVg2Ulj9G_c/s1600-h/100_1047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkARkRtmHAI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/NVg2Ulj9G_c/s400/100_1047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350295672243756034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But did I complain?  No sireeeee.  I had a good book, (Brisinger), I was warm, my chef kept me well fed so I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkAQVNAJKII/AAAAAAAAAuA/_LZil6G5V7c/s1600-h/100_1038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkAQVNAJKII/AAAAAAAAAuA/_LZil6G5V7c/s400/100_1038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350294313769707650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The streams were all swollen.  This is near the headwaters of the Cub River and although it rained, rained, and rained some more the water was very clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkAP3Wc6WJI/AAAAAAAAAt4/QGBf74Kh0E4/s1600-h/100_1032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkAP3Wc6WJI/AAAAAAAAAt4/QGBf74Kh0E4/s400/100_1032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350293800910215314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, we were just below the snow line.  To have this much snow at this time of year is very extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkAPcYxBjhI/AAAAAAAAAtw/EituZ16OX98/s1600-h/100_1036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkAPcYxBjhI/AAAAAAAAAtw/EituZ16OX98/s400/100_1036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350293337674976786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful meadows of flowers.  Look how green the mountains are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkASZTjcAnI/AAAAAAAAAuY/1gy2hh37itA/s1600-h/100_1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkASZTjcAnI/AAAAAAAAAuY/1gy2hh37itA/s400/100_1040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350296583271088754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it rain.  I came prepared.  Almost didn't get the fire going it was so damp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkATQByKU7I/AAAAAAAAAug/ng-XjXw0fw4/s1600-h/100_1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkATQByKU7I/AAAAAAAAAug/ng-XjXw0fw4/s400/100_1046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350297523393811378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aw yes, marshmallows to roast.  I normally don't eat them but this time they seemed quite tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkAUSG67nRI/AAAAAAAAAuo/ZQPIssKtcnI/s1600-h/100_1049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkAUSG67nRI/AAAAAAAAAuo/ZQPIssKtcnI/s400/100_1049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350298658644139282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, enough of this crap.  I wanna go home!  Whether rain or shine three days is my limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-8912148824086298644?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/8912148824086298644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=8912148824086298644' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8912148824086298644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8912148824086298644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-pictures-of-when-cheryl-and-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SkARPW8Ta3I/AAAAAAAAAuI/cRWnE5IKiH4/s72-c/100_1048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-8258462178003769736</id><published>2009-06-20T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T17:14:51.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Cambria','serif'; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;In recognition of Father's Day I came across this video from the Mormon church and really felt I should share it with my blogging buddies.  Hope all of your Fathers and Husbands have a great day.  Gifts are nice but having you is much nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.mormonmessages.org/"&gt;A Father  Indeed&lt;/a&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-8258462178003769736?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/8258462178003769736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=8258462178003769736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8258462178003769736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8258462178003769736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-recognition-of-fathers-day-i-came.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-5007041274959853367</id><published>2009-06-14T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:33:27.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SjWH4GgjBCI/AAAAAAAAAtk/teqiCnzIwUs/s1600-h/RetroGoodWifesGuide1955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SjWH4GgjBCI/AAAAAAAAAtk/teqiCnzIwUs/s400/RetroGoodWifesGuide1955.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347329530461881378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  So I was going to post some pictures of where we went camping this last week butttttttttt, I came across this blurb from the women's guide and I just loved it and had to share it with all of you.  Darned thing isn't too large but if you know how to enlarge it please do it and pay attention to the very last few items, especially the last one.  Oh for the good old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always getting myself into hot water and this is an example of why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-6.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-5007041274959853367?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/5007041274959853367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=5007041274959853367' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/5007041274959853367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/5007041274959853367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SjWH4GgjBCI/AAAAAAAAAtk/teqiCnzIwUs/s72-c/RetroGoodWifesGuide1955.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-1581200449832269219</id><published>2009-06-06T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T09:14:36.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiqUOGlPfmI/AAAAAAAAAtc/CyajLo1InS8/s1600-h/May+2009+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiqUOGlPfmI/AAAAAAAAAtc/CyajLo1InS8/s320/May+2009+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344246877834411618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheryl's brother Matt made this little guy and gave him to her for Christmas.  I am just slow posting the picture.  His name is Rustican.  I thought it was very creative and we enjoy him as part of our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Cheryl and I had a very enjoyable time together.  She got up and weeded in the garden while I slept in.  I have a hard time sleeping at night so she is patient with me while I catch up during the day.  Cheryl looked at me and said she wanted to do something adventurous so we went fishing.  (Her choice)  When we arrived at the lake the rain was coming down quite hard so we just sat there and enjoyed listening to it pound on the pickup roof.  We could see fish jumping but we didn't want to get out in the rain.  The pelicans were flying around like big dive bombers on a mission.  When we finally ventured out we had absolutely no luck at fishing but we sat there talking and giggling like a couple of kids.  Then we finished up the night by watching a movie called "Catch Me If You Can" which turned out to be a very good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this doesn't mean much to anyone else but we sure had an enjoyable time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast is waiting and the cook is threatening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-1581200449832269219?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/1581200449832269219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=1581200449832269219' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1581200449832269219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1581200449832269219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/06/cheryls-brother-matt-made-this-little.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiqUOGlPfmI/AAAAAAAAAtc/CyajLo1InS8/s72-c/May+2009+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-8865809200926780890</id><published>2009-06-05T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T07:01:48.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SikinFdNWaI/AAAAAAAAAtU/KXMQ0AbyB7Q/s1600-h/May+2009+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SikinFdNWaI/AAAAAAAAAtU/KXMQ0AbyB7Q/s320/May+2009+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343840487726733730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This spring we had an unexpected snowfall and this was the picture from out deck.  I think it is very pretty myself.  Now the snow is all gone, except for the mountains, we have had a lot of rain which is great, and everything is like Ireland... shades a green everywhere.  Cheryl and I took a couple of trips to check out different campgrounds and the mountains are so beautiful.  Luscious greens everywhere and the flowers of yellow, pink, white and blue are like icing on a cake, the best part.  We seen animals in their natural habitat and they look so good.  Too bad man is in such a hurry to pollute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say this fine morning.  I thought I would surely get a comment from Foam about the smores but she must be off doing her thing.  Pamela has been very quiet also.  I have a friend who claims she is going to start reading my blogs but time will tell on that.  Her name is Rebecca but I call her Bubbles and she is a hoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I will close.  Nobody loves me, everybody hates me, guess I'll go eat worms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-8865809200926780890?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/8865809200926780890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=8865809200926780890' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8865809200926780890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8865809200926780890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-spring-we-had-unexpected-snowfall.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SikinFdNWaI/AAAAAAAAAtU/KXMQ0AbyB7Q/s72-c/May+2009+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6497705904618913426</id><published>2009-06-03T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:42:13.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SicJagELdVI/AAAAAAAAAtM/kxHHinSBdyA/s1600-h/May+2009+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SicJagELdVI/AAAAAAAAAtM/kxHHinSBdyA/s320/May+2009+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343249833787094354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since I really have nothing to say I will continue posting pictures.  These pictures are of the gang that hangs around our house and eats, eats, eats.  I wish this was a better picture because some of them are finches but two are a bird we have not seen before.  We think they are grosbeaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SicI4gbuhhI/AAAAAAAAAtE/siE9MzAm2co/s1600-h/May+2009+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SicI4gbuhhI/AAAAAAAAAtE/siE9MzAm2co/s320/May+2009+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343249249770309138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SicIg8mgeDI/AAAAAAAAAs8/8gtjkN8R2bI/s1600-h/May+2009+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SicIg8mgeDI/AAAAAAAAAs8/8gtjkN8R2bI/s320/May+2009+093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343248845014857778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A table full of finches.  The yellow ones have left for parts unknown but they sure were pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6497705904618913426?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6497705904618913426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6497705904618913426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6497705904618913426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6497705904618913426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/06/since-i-really-have-nothing-to-say-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SicJagELdVI/AAAAAAAAAtM/kxHHinSBdyA/s72-c/May+2009+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-634797232683791409</id><published>2009-06-02T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:27:40.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog is dedicated to the Nielsen family from Tulsa, Oklahoma who came to visit us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiVAv0yAI1I/AAAAAAAAAsE/5MztzyULIQA/s1600-h/May+2009+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiVAv0yAI1I/AAAAAAAAAsE/5MztzyULIQA/s320/May+2009+162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342747723311358802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we have from left to right, Brandon, Kimberly, Jeremy, Robin and Amber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiVBvfccmyI/AAAAAAAAAs0/PaH7Txn22Jo/s1600-h/100_1007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiVBvfccmyI/AAAAAAAAAs0/PaH7Txn22Jo/s320/100_1007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342748817095432994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first thing Grandpa does is put them to work.  Heh, heh, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiVBnlQCfQI/AAAAAAAAAss/O1FU3kpRILs/s1600-h/100_1009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiVBnlQCfQI/AAAAAAAAAss/O1FU3kpRILs/s320/100_1009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342748681215048962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amber "Butt crack" Nielsen who is a very good worker for a two year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiVBhEUcYtI/AAAAAAAAAsk/I3pCnJDxlhY/s1600-h/100_1010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiVBhEUcYtI/AAAAAAAAAsk/I3pCnJDxlhY/s320/100_1010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342748569295938258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes folks the butt crack was very evident that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiVBGwikNUI/AAAAAAAAAsM/N_iEf7YQbw0/s1600-h/100_1006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiVBGwikNUI/AAAAAAAAAsM/N_iEf7YQbw0/s320/100_1006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342748117309863234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The supervisor who didn't realize how dirty he was but liked the job he had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiVBPZ6QIlI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Qjt3IEE3LrU/s1600-h/100_1028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiVBPZ6QIlI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Qjt3IEE3LrU/s320/100_1028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342748265854018130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwww, the results of hard work.  Hot dogs and marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-634797232683791409?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/634797232683791409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=634797232683791409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/634797232683791409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/634797232683791409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-blog-is-dedicated-to-nielsen.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiVAv0yAI1I/AAAAAAAAAsE/5MztzyULIQA/s72-c/May+2009+162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-4135614844516373962</id><published>2009-05-30T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:06:02.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This posting is by Rylie Patching, my granddaughter so bear with us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiGYlQbXqYI/AAAAAAAAAr0/y17fSI7_ryM/s1600-h/May+2009+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiGYlQbXqYI/AAAAAAAAAr0/y17fSI7_ryM/s400/May+2009+158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341718398870464898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, Mom, Rylie, Grandma, Ruby and Major.  The gang out camping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiGZPeWoXrI/AAAAAAAAAr8/tMTihjE5vwA/s1600-h/May+2009+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiGZPeWoXrI/AAAAAAAAAr8/tMTihjE5vwA/s400/May+2009+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341719124163190450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, Dad and Rylie fishing.  (Grandma loose with the camera.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiGXfJxwebI/AAAAAAAAArk/83YE-JZ0DFk/s1600-h/May+2009+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiGXfJxwebI/AAAAAAAAArk/83YE-JZ0DFk/s400/May+2009+149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341717194494474674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best Grandma in the whole wide world.  (Subject to personal opinion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiGW7c8c05I/AAAAAAAAArc/RnMy2GOz-Ig/s1600-h/May+2009+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiGW7c8c05I/AAAAAAAAArc/RnMy2GOz-Ig/s400/May+2009+134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341716581164307346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Foam, take it from me.  Smores and Vodka just don't mix too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiGX9rI9iJI/AAAAAAAAArs/kghpTIx9aIE/s1600-h/May+2009+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiGX9rI9iJI/AAAAAAAAArs/kghpTIx9aIE/s400/May+2009+137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341717718846245010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give me the bag and I will take it from there.  Much too slow to roast them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-4135614844516373962?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/4135614844516373962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=4135614844516373962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4135614844516373962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4135614844516373962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-posting-is-by-rylie-patching-my.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SiGYlQbXqYI/AAAAAAAAAr0/y17fSI7_ryM/s72-c/May+2009+158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-93424318182916072</id><published>2009-05-27T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:38:04.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whew!!!  Just got the parents from Oklahoma out the door, listened to a two year old cry her heart out because they were leaving, Grandma is in the kitchen cleaning up from breakfast and I have disappeared to the computer area for quiet and solace.  It has been an enjoyable visit though... just noisy.  Grandma and I realize we live a life of quiet and sometimes it is hard to adjust to the clamor and bustling life style of a young family.  However many memories came flooding back as we watched the kids teasing each other, agitating each other and loving each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to start posting some pictures fairly soon.  Cheryl has mentioned that every time I download her pictures onto the computer I seem to lose some of them.  Now being the perfect person that I am I reminded her that it is not I who has the problem but SHE thought she had taken some pictures which she did not.  Me making a mistake.  Hah, it just does not happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a ride on the ATV's yesterday up into the mountains that surround us.  The mountains are so lovely and green with black eyed susan's all over the place.  The choke cherry trees look like they are going to really produce this year.  YUM, YUM, YUM.  Nothing like chokecherry syrup on waffles unless it is native cherry syrup then it is YUM, YUM, YUM all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like my friend Foam had a good time on her camping trip.  I would like to be a squirrel in a tree listening to that silly bunch of women especially when they started nipping on the spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam is on Facebook now.  I must admit I don't know much about Facebook and am too lazy to find out.  My daughter in Nevada introduced me to Facebook but that was about as far as it got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the boring person from Idaho has rambled enough so will close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-93424318182916072?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/93424318182916072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=93424318182916072' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/93424318182916072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/93424318182916072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/05/whew-just-got-parents-from-oklahoma-out.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6268748799565047655</id><published>2009-05-25T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T07:47:04.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good morning everyone!!  Happy Memorial Day to all of you and I hope it is a safe one.  Just a comment about Memorial Day.  I am so grateful for those who gave their lives for the freedoms that I enjoy.  Thank you men and women of the armed forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my children from Tulsa, OK visiting this week and it has been enjoyable although Grandpa is not used to having little ones under foot all the time.  Cheryl and I worried terribly about these kids moving to OK but it has been all for the best and they seem happier than we have seen them in a long time.  I know from reading blogs (Pam's mainly) that there are those who think their grandchildren are the cutest and the brightest but my "blondie" tops them all.  She already knows that if she gives that cute smile she will get her way.  Hmmmmm, must be a female thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like breakfast is ready so this will be short.  Having biscuits and gravy, scrambled eggs and bacon.  Wish those kids would visit more often so I can get fed better.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a flag in their yard or on their house to remind us of this great country we live in.  Problems?  Oh yeah, but still the best there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6268748799565047655?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6268748799565047655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6268748799565047655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6268748799565047655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6268748799565047655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-morning-everyone-happy-memorial.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-1036835669427656886</id><published>2009-05-18T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:02:58.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whew!!  I am finally home from a four day trip to Boise with the track and field team.  I enjoyed watching our kids compete but the overall experience of watching track and field is as exciting as watching cars rust.  BORRRRRRRRINNNNGGGG.  It appears that I am finished for this school year.  I now have a full time job ducking and dodging Cheryl and all her honey do projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Foam posted 10 things about herself that were interesting and eye opening.  I thought I would give it a try about my 10 things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Turn Offs:&lt;br /&gt;    Loud talking people, male or female.&lt;br /&gt;    People who seem to have no concern about their appearance.&lt;br /&gt;    Uncourteous people in stores and etc.                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Turn On or Pleasing To Me:&lt;br /&gt;    Soft Music.&lt;br /&gt;    Mountains in the springtime.&lt;br /&gt;   Cheryl's laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I love to tease and it gets me into lots of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I enjoy large equipment like trucks, buses, trains, airplanes.  No boats though since I am    slightly afraid of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I enjoy most animals.  I really like horses, cattle, dogs (friendly ones), cats and the list continues with deer, elk, moose, bear, mountain lions.  Just about any mountain animals in the northwest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am not romantic.  I don't need a special day or time to get my wife a gift.  Everyday she is a gift to me and she is my best friend as well as my lover and wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.   I like creating friendships to a point.  I truly dislike it when others start to take advantage of our friendship.  I like to flirt but if anyone truly made an advance on me I would run like a scared jackrabbit.  However on the down side I have a very hard time trusting anyone.  I keep wondering when they will do me dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I do like guns and using them.  Being raised with one was as natural as drinking water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I enjoy movies and even an occasional chick flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I love living in Idaho with it's beautiful mountains, streams, fairly clean air and the freedoms I get to enjoy.  I love the USA and am proud to be called an American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have a little something about me.  I guess I should include that I am boring, boring, boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I better close and get something done today.  Cheryl is off to the cannery where she is volunteering her time making chicken soup for those who struggle.  I just took a percocet to help with the pain and now am feeling sleepy so that will be the first project I will tackle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeralee, I don't know if you read my drivel or not but we have Russian records that we are indexing and could sure use anyone who can read them.  Hint, hint, hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-1036835669427656886?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/1036835669427656886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=1036835669427656886' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1036835669427656886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1036835669427656886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/05/whew-i-am-finally-home-from-four-day.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-4192558706191526555</id><published>2009-05-10T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:49:29.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cannot believe that I never wished all mother's out there a very happy Mother's Day.  I am truly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Mother's &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-4192558706191526555?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/4192558706191526555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=4192558706191526555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4192558706191526555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4192558706191526555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cannot-believe-that-i-never-wished.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-2075689469876138706</id><published>2009-05-09T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:20:54.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My computer developed a problem some time ago and I still have not worked all the bugs out.  I wanted to post a picture of two but have not recovered them, soooooooooo no pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I have been very busy traveling and it looks like it will continue at least for another week.  It is amazing how many trips the schools have right before shutting down for the summer.  Our track team qualified 21 for the state meet which is next week, our girl's softball team qualified for the state tournament which is next week plus who knows what else.  I will either be in Boise or Post Falls, ID which is in the panhandle in very beautiful country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl and I are doing fine.  She is busy planting raspberry's and other gardening delights while I set around and watch.  My back is so bad that I have a very difficult time walking 100 yards.  The only thing that does not seem to bother it (as much) is driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl is a happy woman right now.  She just had the floor replaced in the kitchen and it turned out lovely.  When she first started the kitchen project I just groaned but now that it is almost finished I must admit it is very nice.  It scares me what she will want to do next.  She is already talking about designing some exercises that will help me supposedly.  It made my back start to ache just to listen to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam, I do enjoy your blog.  You are so darned creative.  I really enjoyed the pictures and post about your family.  It has been a long time since I have seen chickens being fed that way and it brought back memories of my feeding chickens.  The one thing about chickens that I will never forget is cleaning the coop.  Now there is a job that every young person should get to experience.&lt;br /&gt;Of course there is also the springtime when old hens must be butchered which means the chopping block, the bouncing bodies, the blood squirting all over the place, the boiling them in hot water so the feathers can be plucked and last but certainly not least, the taking care of the feathers so they can be used in pillows.  Ugh and double UGH, UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foam why do you hide your beauty?  You are a pretty lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I treated Cheryl to her Mother's Day present which was dinner and a movie.  Why yesterday you might ask?  Because Sunday might not allow us to have the day to ourselves.  We ate at the Texas Roadhouse (yum, yum but expensive) and watched the movie "Star Trek" since my wife is a trekky fan.  It was pretty good and I will add it to our home library of movies.  We came home so she could watch "Ghost Whisperer" ( I can't stand the show anymore it is so mushy gushy), and then watched the movie "Bedtime Stories".  I am not an Adam Sandler fan of any kind but this movie was fairly good and we will add it to our home library as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that is all the blarney for today.  Oh, Sarah.  I do read your emails but like everything else I don't make many comments.  I am just a quiet, bashful, reserved, humble person full of Irish blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-2075689469876138706?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/2075689469876138706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=2075689469876138706' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2075689469876138706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2075689469876138706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-computer-developed-problem-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-346031824407205336</id><published>2009-04-27T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T08:11:48.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a beautiful day and I awoke with feelings of ambition and great expectations.  Since I have not been home too much this past week I had to catch up the bank account that Cheryl has been using quite liberally purchasing shrubs, trees and etc for the yard.  Now my feelings of ambition and great expectations have been overtaken by feelings of depression and despair.  I think I need to rest a while and rethink my priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it snowed here yesterday?  I would say "CRAP" but that wouldn't be too nice so I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In catching up on my email I found someone had sent me an e-card and it was sooooo funny.  It had a couple of old, maybe I should say elderly, people doing a Mexican hat dance.  Actually they were quite good and the expressions on their faces never changed.  Cheryl and I got quite a kick out of it.  Thank you old people for sending that too me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the track team to a meet last week and it rained all the time they were out there.  The temperature had to be close to 40 degrees with a wind blowing.  Again I felt so bad that I stayed on the bus and kept it warm for them, but my heart was with them in their suffering............. NOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day I took the girl's softball team to a game and it was sooooooooooooo cold.  A north wind was blowing and I tried to sit out in the elements and watch the game.  I finally broke down and asked one of the girls who was playing if I could borrow her blanket to keep warm.  All season long I have waited for a foul ball to be hit my direction so I could show off my skills.  Low and behold one came to me, it was perfect, and I dropped it.  Talk about embarrassed.  Me, an old baseball player dropping the ball.  I felt so bad that I went and sat on the warm bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I had better go and rest.  All this typing just wears me out and I am a delicate old person.  Cheryl is off to a class about learning how to not fall down or something like that.  She can really use that since she has a hard time with her Parkinson.  I will close with this bit of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you take a worm and turn it inside out, and a bird comes along, eats that worm, in reality the worm thinks it is eating the bird.  (Now how is that for some great Irish wisdom?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-346031824407205336?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/346031824407205336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=346031824407205336' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/346031824407205336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/346031824407205336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-is-beautiful-day-and-i-awoke-with.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6001093629618908072</id><published>2009-04-19T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:39:03.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cheryl and I just got back from a two day trip with the baseball team.  Beautiful weather even though our team lost all four games.  Two of our games were in Hailey, ID right next to Sun Valley and it was exciting watching the boys play against the mountain backdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl and I have re-introduced a forgotten method into our conversations.  It is called talking to the hand and I am sure most of you know what that is.  She was trying to listen to her book on  tape and I was just talking, mainly to myself, about the game, the players, the good looking mothers (oops... hmmmmmm) and etc.  Anyway Cheryl got peeved because I was interrupting her activity so I started acting like my hands were she and I.  Got her to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeralee....  You need an attitude adjustment!  Didn't your Mother teach you that we are to be kind, loving, benevolent, and all that stuff?  What kind of family did you come from?  Cheryl and I thought a refreshing visit for your uncle would be just the ticket to recovery.  Ha,ha,ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam, unfortunately yes, we have those in our family as well.  Cheryl's family has half on one side and half on the other and they don't see eye to eye most of the time.  Me?  I am so full of love that I just sit on the sidelines and smile.  Yes, I said LOVE, not BULL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got company coming so must close.  Looks like another week of run, run, run but it will all end very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6001093629618908072?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6001093629618908072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6001093629618908072' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6001093629618908072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6001093629618908072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/04/cheryl-and-i-just-got-back-from-two-day.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-8774025113063268348</id><published>2009-04-16T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T10:17:54.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good morning and Merry Christmas.  Yep, we have 2 inches of new snow this morning and some of us were foolish enough to think spring had arrived.  Thank all of you for your comments on my last post.  Pam, you made me a little envious about your plantings.  Just when we think we are going to be able to plant along comes another snow storm.  Foam did you know that beer is good for plants?  Yep, you pour some beer in with your new plants or seeds and they come up out of the ground with a big happy face.  Avery, Cheryl did just fine with her solo.  Great vibrato from being scared to death.  By the way did your Mom tell you about the phone calls she and Cheryl received from "YOUR" Uncle Aaron?  He is looking for a place to stay so I suggested 1., your Mom, 2., your place, 3., Jeralee's, 4., Tiffany's, 5., Jason's, (are you seeing a trend here?)  We suddenly developed an acute, very contagious sickness and would not recommend anyone being here, especially them in their weak condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a group of golfers to a tournament this week and felt sorry for them all day long.  It started raining then snowing when their tournament began and never stopped.  Those poor kids were soaked to the bone, cold and just plain miserable.  It really bothered me that I remained on the bus with the heater on and listened to music all day.  I must repent of my attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to say.  Cheryl and I are just lazing about by the warmth of the heater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-8774025113063268348?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/8774025113063268348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=8774025113063268348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8774025113063268348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8774025113063268348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-morning-and-merry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6413072414883943995</id><published>2009-04-12T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:55:25.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, okay, okay!!!  So I have been extremely lazy, extremely busy, (yeah right), and again extremely lazy.  I have not blogged for a while because, and I cannot believe anyone with Irish blood would say this, I could not think of anything to say.  Plus my computer went on the fritz and I am slowly getting it back to its original working condition.  Nope I will not admit that I might have had something to do with it wiping everything out.  Then of course there is the proverbial springtime flu bug that managed to keep me down and out for a while.  I am back to being my normal, ornery self now so beware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great Easter.  Cheryl and I sang in an Easter Cantata on Saturday night and it was enjoyable, hot but enjoyable.  Cheryl even had a solo part in it.  I was so nervous about doing my part right that I missed her singing completely.  That did not make for pleasant feelings when I was quizzed about how she sounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from spending most of the week in Twin Falls, ID where I took a bus load of FFA students for a convention.  I had a little bit of excitement going to Twin in that a twister touched down for about 5 minutes.  I only knew that the bus was all over the road at one point and then I ran into 2-3 inches of pure hail and lots of water everywhere.  Being the excellent driver that I am (snort) I managed all difficulties with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to plant the peas here.  The other day Cheryl ran into a friend of ours and this is how she greeted the man.  "Bob.  I took one look at you and thought instantly of manure."  Oh, that wife of mine.  So what did she get out of that conversation?  A truck load of manure delivered to our garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I will quit now.  I will try and do better about posting but make no promises.  I have also lost all blogs that I was following so now I have to wait until Pam, Foam, Tigersue, LOWA, oh all of you guys.  I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6413072414883943995?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6413072414883943995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6413072414883943995' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6413072414883943995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6413072414883943995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay-okay-okay-so-i-have-been-extremely.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-3572936648889087456</id><published>2009-02-26T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T07:35:50.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YEEEEE HAWWWWWW!!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  The taxes are done and I didn't have to pay.  Of course I wasn't worried about that part anyway since I don't make enough to worry about paying.  It is just a relief to know they are done for another year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger Sue, which blog do you use for people like me to visit?  I know you have told me but tell me again and maybe this time it will sink in.  Just ME, it is good to hear from you once in a while.  Is the hubby still working in the oil fields out there in lovely Wamsutter, WY?  Wamsutter what a lovely place.  The nearest tree is at least 50 miles away and the roads are made of clay so that if a drop of rain hits them they are instantly slicker than snot.  Of course I don't go around testing snot to see how slick it is so someone must have told me that.  Yep, Wamsutter a place to plan for your vacations if you are looking for a relaxing time, no phones, no food, no service, you get the picture.  There was a Mexican lady that opened her home to serving meals to the oil field people.  It was not a pretty place and kids ran amuck when you entered but, mercy, could that woman serve a great meal.  I ordered a glass of milk to go with my meal and she served almost a half of a gallon.  Oh yeah, Wamsutter is a lovely place.  Miles and mile of nothing in any direction you want to go.  I always said that when God got through with creation and he had the Southwest corner of Wyoming left to do he just molded up a patch of mud, threw it down and said, "There it is finished and I am tired."  There are places that one does not see from the highway that are so ugly and desolate even the crows won't go there.  Yep, Wyoming where men are men and sheep are nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched the Spiderwick Chronicles and really enjoyed it.  Reminded me a lot of the book Fablehaven.  Yes, I read those kind of books.  In fact I am reading the last book of the Codex Alera series by Jim Butcher and I really like these books.  War, romance, war, sissy stuff, and more war.  What more could a man wish for.  However, for those who might read this I need suggestions of authors and titles of books that might be on tape that we can order.  Due to Cheryl's illness she has the talking book service from the State of Idaho but we have a hard time figuring out which books have clean language and no sexual descriptions of any kind.  That is what I like about Louis L'Amour.  Always clean, always romance between the cowboy and his horse, always good action in many canyons and draws, many bars, many streets... awwww Louie why did you pass away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the tv shows Cheryl and I like the most nowadays?  Of course you don't so I will tell you since I am in a gabby mood.  We like Chuck on Mondays, NCIS and The Mentalist on Tuesdays, Cheryl likes Night Rider on Wednesdays but I am so so with it.  Then we have Life on Wednesdays, Thursday is Bones and Burn Notice, Friday is Ghost Whisperer although it is getting too much kissy kissy lovey dovey any more.  That just about does our week in.  The other days, Saturday and Sunday, we watch movies we have here at home or that we rent.  I think we have over 300 movies here at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then, got that out of my system.  Have a nice day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-3572936648889087456?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/3572936648889087456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=3572936648889087456' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3572936648889087456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3572936648889087456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/02/yeeeee-hawwwwww-taxes-are-done-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-8106153939417668174</id><published>2009-02-25T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T08:29:31.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A short  post for today so everyone knows I am still alive and kicking.  After today I might not be since this is the day for suicide.  Why, you might ask?  Today is the day I decide to do something I have put off for a while.  Something I don't like to do.  Something that I am beginning to wonder if it really is worth it.  Something that I feel is totally unappreciated.  Something that is as much fun as a really bad dose of the flu.  What could be that bad you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY IS THE DAY I DO MY TAXES!!!!!  HELP ME, HELP ME, HELP ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone cause I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-8106153939417668174?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/8106153939417668174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=8106153939417668174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8106153939417668174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8106153939417668174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/02/short-post-for-today-so-everyone-knows.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6438336879697434148</id><published>2009-02-23T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:13:33.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My word.  I really had not realized how long it has been since I last posted.  I am like Foam in that sometimes I just don't know what to write about.  I do know that I have been extremely busy the past few weeks taking high school students to their very many basketball games.  Both the girls and the boys lost out in their district tournaments which means no trips to state this year.  In a way I breathed a sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl is feeling under the weather right now.  She caught a cold virus from someone very dear to her and is now paying the price for being so loving.  (heh, heh, heh)  She is prowling around the house like an old grizzly bear with a sore tooth.  She even had the nerve to ask me to fix breakfast this morning and serve her in bed.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I THINK NOT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  Does she pamper me when I am down.  No!!! It is get up you lazy man and do this and do that.  Oh no, no sympathy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not taken the time to read blogs, emails or anything like that although I did skim through Pam and Foam's blogs.  Speaking of Pam's blog, I seen the picture of the hawk and it was beautiful.  The past few weeks we have had golden eagles and bald eagles hanging around and they look so majestic.  The mice have been coming out lately and the eagles and hawks are going crazy catching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This for Sarah.  I am sorry I have not posted more but we are doing fine.  I actually thought I would get a chance to work on the Lewis line but so far... no time.  I really want to take a trip to Dedham and look around for myself.  I just have this feeling that some of those Delaney's are relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go.  Have a nice day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6438336879697434148?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6438336879697434148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6438336879697434148' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6438336879697434148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6438336879697434148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-word.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-1904825598246228083</id><published>2009-02-03T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:22:04.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjG3vsvEwI/AAAAAAAAAoc/alL_Nk43ECI/s1600-h/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjG3vsvEwI/AAAAAAAAAoc/alL_Nk43ECI/s400/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298703622600594178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl and I visited our daughter in Provo, UT and the following pictures are what "THIS" Grandpa had to deal with.  Our granddaughter, Rylie, with the desk we gave her.  Now she can work just like her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjHZki89fI/AAAAAAAAAok/bOctWwgF5Vw/s1600-h/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjHZki89fI/AAAAAAAAAok/bOctWwgF5Vw/s400/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298704203722323442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing Grandpa how everything works on her new desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjIA3xP6YI/AAAAAAAAAos/bNrugD5T2vo/s1600-h/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjIA3xP6YI/AAAAAAAAAos/bNrugD5T2vo/s400/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298704878897457538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The desk has been checked out and now it is time for Grandpa to get his physical by Dr. Rylie.  She really did a double take at my hearing aids in my ears.  I wish the camera could capture the intensity of her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doctor visit is complete without a shot for good measure.  Sometimes even a dozen of them are even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjI1JnNViI/AAAAAAAAAo0/VzinpanOQBU/s1600-h/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjI1JnNViI/AAAAAAAAAo0/VzinpanOQBU/s400/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298705777040381474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was so sick that I had to have an IV immediately!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjJ3IYNrLI/AAAAAAAAApE/nxLvs59LWEg/s1600-h/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjJ3IYNrLI/AAAAAAAAApE/nxLvs59LWEg/s400/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298706910580419762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjK9VD-bsI/AAAAAAAAApM/bQ5cH8NwK6o/s1600-h/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjK9VD-bsI/AAAAAAAAApM/bQ5cH8NwK6o/s400/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298708116576038594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking the old pie hole.  I told her there was no way she was putting on latex gloves for a further examination, especially lower down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjL9fndyAI/AAAAAAAAApc/6pN85_j78M0/s1600-h/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjL9fndyAI/AAAAAAAAApc/6pN85_j78M0/s320/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298709218920876034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Grandpa you have no heart!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjMgRbZg5I/AAAAAAAAApk/4-sfiYZofrc/s1600-h/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjMgRbZg5I/AAAAAAAAApk/4-sfiYZofrc/s320/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298709816407589778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh!  There it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjNLrM0hcI/AAAAAAAAAps/TR9kYXXpyEE/s1600-h/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjNLrM0hcI/AAAAAAAAAps/TR9kYXXpyEE/s320/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298710562060142018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Now about those teeth?"  She is doctor and dentist rolled up into one.  I stuck my lower denture out at her when she was examining so closely and scared her a good one.  Then it REALLY was an examination of my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjOWxhtA2I/AAAAAAAAAp0/vQWaCZox2H0/s1600-h/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjOWxhtA2I/AAAAAAAAAp0/vQWaCZox2H0/s320/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298711852248531810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay Grandpa.  This doctor has concluded that you are a very sickly fellow and need lots of TLC from a cute granddaughter.  Come back in a week or so for a another checkup.  Here is a kiss to keep you going."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-1904825598246228083?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/1904825598246228083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=1904825598246228083' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1904825598246228083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1904825598246228083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/02/cheryl-and-i-visited-our-daughter-in.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SYjG3vsvEwI/AAAAAAAAAoc/alL_Nk43ECI/s72-c/Family+and+Red+Hat+2009+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-2432679147524090529</id><published>2009-01-29T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:52:34.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished looking and reading Pamela's blog, &lt;a href="http://thedustwillwait.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thedustwillwait.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and seeing the old sled in her picture reminded me of a happening a long, long time ago.  (I don't know how to make a link to Pam's blog.)  ( Pam, I did it, I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was either 4 or 5 years old and had not been living with the people who adopted me very long.  In the Teton Basin of Idaho there is plenty of snow to sled on and sledding was a favorite thing to do with the new friends I had made who lived just down the lane.  At that time in history it was not uncommon to have snow anywhere from 6 to 10 feet deep.  Down the road was an abandoned rock quarry that had been used to make gravel for the roads in the area.  The sides were quite deep but there was one spot that provided great sledding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One afternoon with my friends Dan and Irvin, we decided that all of us should take our sleds and have some fun at the rock quarry, and boy were we having fun.  I had a sled similar to the one in Pam's picture however on one side of the steering bar the wood had been broken off leaving a rather pointed end.  I took off on my sled for a fun run when all of a sudden it veered off the path and went down one of the steep sides of the quarry.  Needless to say the bottom brought me to a very abrupt stop and a very painful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew my leg hurt quite badly but the pants weren't torn and all seemed well until I notice blood seeping through my pants and making quite a mess.  Naturally that scared three little boys but thank goodness Irvin had enough presence of mind to remain calm.  I couldn't walk due to pain so he laid me on the sled and drug me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "new" parents first thought I had peed my pants and were furious with me.  Then they realized it was blood and due to the pain I was in they couldn't get my overboots off nor my pants to see how bad things really were.  Down to the local town to the doctor we went where the medical staff had to cut my boots off as well as my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just barely missed the artery in my right leg but had torn a large chunk of meat out of my inner thigh.  It took some doing for the doctor to patch me up and to this day I have a large scar on my right inner thigh about 4 inches long and about 1/2 to 3/4 inches wide.  ( Sorry but no pictures allowed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never stopped me from sledding when I healed and I managed to do many interesting things to my body in future years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it.  My story of sledding on a sled with metal runners, wooden slats for the hind end, and the mind impressing wooden steering bar.  Thanks Pam for the picture and the memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-2432679147524090529?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/2432679147524090529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=2432679147524090529' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2432679147524090529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2432679147524090529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-finished-looking-and-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-7534616347558697065</id><published>2009-01-27T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:55:00.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This will be short and to the point.  Every day lately I kneel down and pray to God that he will nudge my boss so I can go back to work.  Morning and night I do this and the reason why?  That darned Cheryl has more honey do projects than a man can do in a lifetime let alone in a few days.  Now she is stripping the wallpaper from the kitchen walls so she can paint them.  Of course that means I have to be nearby so she can pester me with questions, get items for her, come and remove objects from the wall and the list goes on.  Darla if I don't get to your genealogy as soon as I suspected I would... you now know the reason why.  A phone call telling her to leave me alone would help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl and I had a "Narnia" day last Sunday.  We watched the "Prince Caspian" and had to go back and watch the "Witch, The Lion and The Wardrobe" so we could figure out some of the things in Prince Caspian.  Needless to say we had a very enjoyable day.  Following those two excellent movies we watched "Chainsaw Massacre" so we could top the day off on a good note.  (Just kidding)  I don't watch any horror movies at all.  Now westerns are a different thing all together.  Why am I mentioning this?  Darned if I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided the people in Washington and Canada are extremely jealous of Idahoans.  Why, you ask?  Well, they keep sending us the crappiest weather.  First we have freezing rain, then we have snow, now we have bitter cold.  It is their fault and that is my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to close.  A friend of ours (yes, I have one or two friends... I think.) is taking us out to supper and we are having steak.  Yum, yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.  (Yes, that includes those in North Carolina too.  What has happened to those Tarheels anyway?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-7534616347558697065?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/7534616347558697065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=7534616347558697065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7534616347558697065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7534616347558697065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-will-be-short-and-to-point.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-8764459005464923257</id><published>2009-01-26T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T06:41:08.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, today is truly a bull day.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;LAGOS (Reuters) –  Police in &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232979205_0"&gt;Nigeria&lt;/span&gt; are holding a goat on suspicion of &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232979205_1"&gt;attempted armed robbery&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; Vigilantes took the black and white beast to the police saying it was an armed robber who had used &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232979205_2"&gt;black magic&lt;/span&gt; to transform himself into a goat to escape arrest after trying to steal a &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232979205_3"&gt;Mazda 323&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; "The group of vigilante men came to report that while they were on patrol they saw some hoodlums attempting to rob a car. They pursued them. However one of them escaped while the other turned into a goat," Kwara &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232979205_4"&gt;state police spokesman&lt;/span&gt; Tunde Mohammed told Reuters by telephone.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; "We cannot confirm the story, but the goat is in our custody. We cannot base our information on something mystical. It is something that has to be proved scientifically, that a human being turned into a goat," he said.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; Belief in witchcraft is widespread in parts of Nigeria, Africa's &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232979205_5"&gt;most populous nation&lt;/span&gt;. Residents came to the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232979205_6"&gt;police station&lt;/span&gt; to see the goat, photographed in one national newspaper on its knees next to a pile of straw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;INDEPENDENCE, Iowa – An Iowa woman has been arrested because she failed to return a library book.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;Thirty-nine-year-old Shelly Koontz was arrested Thursday night on a fifth-degree theft charge. She is accused of keeping "&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232826117_0"&gt;The Freedom Writers Diary&lt;/span&gt;," which she checked out from the public library in nearby Jesup in April.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;Police say the book — which is about a &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232826117_1"&gt;high school teacher&lt;/span&gt;'s effort to inspire students to write — is valued at $13.95.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232826117_2"&gt;Court records&lt;/span&gt; show library employees tried repeatedly to contact Koontz by phone and mail. A &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232826117_3"&gt;police officer&lt;/span&gt; even visited her home last September.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;Officials at the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232826117_4"&gt;Buchanan County jail&lt;/span&gt; say Koontz was released after posting $250 bond. No telephone listing for Koontz could be found in the Independence area.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Only in IOWA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; It seemed like an urban legend -- but it's confirmed by &lt;a href="http://www.corpun.com/usil7911.htm"&gt;a 1979 article in the &lt;em&gt;L.A. Times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Pennsylvania banker punished more than 50 customers who were late on their loan payments by...spanking them in his office. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; In the tiny town of Baden, Pennsylvania (population 4,377), bank manager David Rhodes admitted that he'd spanked all 50 of the delinquent customers, bragging that it was effective because "I never had any trouble with them afterward." &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The best part of the story? He was later convicted for "misappropriating" $88,000 in bank money -- and was sent to prison for three years. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The reason? "[H]e was forced to make eight unrecorded loans totaling $88,268 when six of those who were spanked threatened to report him to his superiors." &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Rhodes had worked at the bank for 14 years, averaging about 1,500 loans a year. But most of the customers he spanked were men -- not middle-aged men, but younger -- and one of them threatened to report it as a homosexual activity. At the trial, Rhodes' attorney defensively presented polygraph results and psychiatric tests, saying later that "all undertones of homosexuality were disproved." (Rhodes was married and had two teenaged children.) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"Although he was aware the loans were illegal," the AP reported, "Rhodes said he didn't turn himself in because he didn't think the authorities would believe his story." &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Jet magazine &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=TkIDAAAAMBAJ&amp;amp;pg=PA46&amp;amp;lpg=PA46&amp;amp;dq=%22david+rhodes%22+spank+bank&amp;amp;source=bl&amp;amp;ots=aRgbP8Lpc6&amp;amp;sig=QCvQ7-SNbcAt12G9qSvz18MxA7c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;resnum=2&amp;amp;ct=result"&gt;called him&lt;/a&gt; the "Banker Spanker," and provided one more crucial detail about his case. "He said he was glad when bank auditors caught up to the scheme." And the &lt;em&gt;L.A. Times&lt;/em&gt;' site provides the ultimate epitaph, offering the "all-time great headline" which appeared in another newspaper. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;b&gt;Ex-banker, Spanker, Winds Up in Tanker.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-8764459005464923257?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/8764459005464923257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=8764459005464923257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8764459005464923257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8764459005464923257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-today-is-truly-bull-day.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-8944737584797665346</id><published>2009-01-20T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T16:04:52.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My gosh I did not realize it has been so long since I last posted.  Not much has happened to make posting worthwhile.  Both of us are fine although I am in trouble at church.  Seems as though some of the members think I tease my wife too much.  I cannot help it if they are a pack of duds who wouldn't know how to laugh at life's problems or at funny things in life.  Cheryl and I do and she has her moments with me that are quite humorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we now have a new president.  I say the following without any prejudice or feelings one way or the other.  I would not want to be Mr. Obama.  He is a man with a very large target on his back and if he gets assassinated while in office there will be race riots that will beat all the others.  Too many hate groups out there and too many fanaticals on the loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has it been cold where you live?  We have lovely days but very chilly and the nights are COLD!!  Makes me think of those who live in Iowa.  Gets up to zero degrees and it feels like a heat wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a very bad case of the blues lately.  Only one more football game until next fall.  What am I going to do???????  Of course this years Superbowl will be a pushover and a lot of the interest has waned since Pittsburg is so much more dominant than Arizona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing quite a bit of genealogy lately.  Unfortunately it has not been on my line.  I love to do the indexing on line and a lady came to me and just knew she couldn't find any more information on one of her relatives.  I just had to prove her wrong.  (Yes, I am a showoff.)  I hate it when people won't make an honest effort in their research and just write that relative off.  I found a bunch of stuff for her but would not tell her how I did it.  I told her she had to take the sites I gave her and find it herself and I would check  back with her.  The interesting part is that she and her husband work in the local Family History Library and need to learn how to do these things so they can help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a new set of dentures made.  I have worn dentures since the day I graduated from high school and the set I have now are over 30 years old.  Needless to say they are worn down.  The reason we chose now to get a new set is that my front tooth fell out and I looked like I just came from North Carolina or wherever those rednecks hang out.:) (Have you ever heard a redneck speak German?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best close and get back to doing nothing.  It takes all my concentration to complete the task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-8944737584797665346?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/8944737584797665346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=8944737584797665346' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8944737584797665346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8944737584797665346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/01/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-4995776163196649464</id><published>2009-01-08T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T14:24:26.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was thinking about my children the other day and am not sure if I told anyone about our miracle boy, or he was when he was younger.  I told the story of my son Pat who died when he was 2 1/2.  That is on an old blog wayyyyyyy back when.  The story I tell today is about my son Michael who is living proof that miracles really do happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mike was born all seemed very normal.  He had all his appendages, mentally was in great shape, normal in every way.  However as Mike grew older we started noticing things that disturbed us greatly.  At the age of two he demonstrated behavior that was not considered normal behavior but we just accepted it as part of growing up.  By the time he was four he really demonstrated behavior that was not acceptable.  We went to the doctors and got the same old answers, "He is just normal and will grow out of it."  As time went by and he matured he did not grow out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I was walking down the hallway and Mike was using the toilet.  From within the confines of the bathroom I could hear the song, "Plop,plop, fizz, fizz.  Oh what a relief it is."  Not normal!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this stage of my life I cannot remember all the things Mike did to our family but believe me when I say it was plenty.  One day I had all I could take so I looked at him and said, "Mike, if you don't stop what you are doing I am going to knock you into tomorrow so you can find out how the markets are doing."  The little turd just laughed at me.  That made me madder so I went to catch him and show him I meant business but he could run faster than me.  Since that day I have referred to him as my miracle child since it is a miracle he lived from day to day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually he is a real good son.  He made me laugh so often when he was living with us.  Now he has two sons just like him and I see justice in action when I visit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my story for today and I am sticking with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-4995776163196649464?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/4995776163196649464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=4995776163196649464' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4995776163196649464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4995776163196649464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-was-thinking-about-my-children-other.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-7065367015914933130</id><published>2009-01-05T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T17:14:05.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so bad about reading other blogs, in fact I am bad about blogging that is why I go in spurts.  Some days I just don't feel like blogging although I do read blogs once in a while.  Now if any of that made sense maybe you can explain it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foamy, never, never, never will I like vegetables and only some fruits. Yechhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam I just read your blogs and want to post my answers to the questions you had.&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's on your mind as we close out 2008 and begin&lt;br /&gt;2009?&lt;br /&gt;     What is my health going to do to me this year?  Actually 2008 was a good year and I hope 2009 will be also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Large and small.&lt;br /&gt;     Hmmmmm, What to put on this one?  Okay, what used to be large and fulfilling is now small and disappointing.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are often your first thoughts the minute you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;     Get out of the road this boys gotta go..., well you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're alone and unguarded?&lt;br /&gt;     Bring on the John Wayne movies, Cheryl is not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working?&lt;br /&gt;     WORK!!! WORK!!!!  Don't use bad language around me thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in traffic?&lt;br /&gt;     Why did I come to this *&amp;^%$#@!!! town in the first place.  Hey dumbass move it or park it.  Don't you give me the one fingered salute or I will break it off and you will eat it.  (Years of driving a truck did this to me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with the children?&lt;br /&gt;     I have a hard time with this one.  I like children but I have a hard time getting down to their level.  I know I miss so much in life because of this attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking the dogs?&lt;br /&gt;     I used to have a lot of fun walking our little pooch.  Now that he is gone I am having a hard time wanting another dog.  We miss him but don't want to replace him.&lt;br /&gt;When you can't sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;     At least I know the furnace is working.  I think the walls are creaking from the seismic activity that has been going on in Yellowstone.  I HAVE GOT TO QUIT DRINKING PEPSI so late in the evening.  I wonder if Cheryl is awake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read the blog of a "drunken" artist.  Now there are many definitions of drunken so make what you will out of it.  She seems like a nice person to me, drunk or sober!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-7065367015914933130?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/7065367015914933130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=7065367015914933130' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7065367015914933130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7065367015914933130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-so-bad-about-reading-other-blogs.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6235150540855792994</id><published>2009-01-04T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:55:44.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even though today is January 4 I must post that on January 3 my wife and I enjoyed our 43rd wedding anniversary.  We did a little shopping, took in a movie (The Day The Earth Stood Still), and had dinner at the Sizzler.  I still prefer McDonald's but I was trying to be romantic.  I have been instructed that I am to live another 7 years and then I can die.  Why 7 years?  That is when we will celebrate out 50th anniversary so I promised her that I would try and make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean that I will quit salt? NO!!!  Does it mean that I will quit my bacon?  Absolutely NOT!!!  Does it mean I will quit waffles, pancakes, potatoes, pizza, hamburgers or any other items of the staff of life?  HEAVENS NO!!!!!!!!!!!!  If I changed my diet I would die from my body rejecting vegetables, water, fresh fruit and all that stuff.  So obeying my wife's wishes I will continue to be lazy, eat the so called wrong foods, and drink my milk by the gallons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy it has been cold here today.  This morning the temp was a -15 degrees.  The old pickup growled at me when I wanted to go to church.  Guess that is it for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6235150540855792994?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6235150540855792994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6235150540855792994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6235150540855792994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6235150540855792994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/01/even-though-today-is-january-4-i-must.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-1460913336966670848</id><published>2009-01-01T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T07:52:30.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No picture today, just a mental one.  Happy New Year by the way.  Yup, 2009 is officially here be that good or bad only time will tell.  Now about the mental picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep last night and, no, it was not because I was excited about the new year coming in.  It was because I drank a Dr. Pepper late at night and the eyes just went "boink" in the open position and the rest is history.  I finally got to sleep about 5 am which is about the time Cheryl decides to get up.  When I awoke she was downstairs putting things away and I lay there wondering how I could make her day a jolly one.  My thought, although I did not go through with it, was to get a sheet, wrap it around me like a diaper and jump out at her saying, "Happy New Year!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I not go through with my plan?  Wellllllllllll, I love my wife and even she can only take so much before it might have serious affects on her.  I didn't want to start 2009 off with a funeral!!!  So I saved her life today by behaving and all is well in the Delaney household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy and fun day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-1460913336966670848?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/1460913336966670848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=1460913336966670848' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1460913336966670848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1460913336966670848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-picture-today-just-mental-one.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-5342394916282987830</id><published>2008-12-30T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T08:18:30.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SVpJHHkhmGI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Oje-1D-ikpM/s1600-h/December+2008+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SVpJHHkhmGI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Oje-1D-ikpM/s400/December+2008+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285617499312855138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is this a study of pure concentration or what?  Look at the eyes how serious they are.  The red cheeks from blowing so hard.  The glasses are steaming up from the effort.  Here I thought she would consider it a dumb toy and throw it away or give it to the grandchildren.  I never realized such a small thing would bring such great pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-5342394916282987830?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/5342394916282987830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=5342394916282987830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/5342394916282987830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/5342394916282987830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-is-this-study-of-pure-concentration.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SVpJHHkhmGI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Oje-1D-ikpM/s72-c/December+2008+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6718130107695212004</id><published>2008-12-25T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T09:59:28.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is Christmas day and Cheryl made me get up so we could open presents.  I thought with the children gone I could sleep in but their mother had other ideas.  Her reason for getting up early?  So when the kids call we can tell them how much we liked the presents they gave us; and we did.  I am going to try and post a video of what we did with our $10 gifts for each other.  We laughed quite a bit over what we did.  Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-693b8d8f159b1fc5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D693b8d8f159b1fc5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330319685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4AB1BAC01DD6ACB9DE1A4971B8B34305916231CF.16C86CDC9DA2D1E405EAB5B631B1699DA5B11634%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D693b8d8f159b1fc5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQ9ynEUu4D6hzf1LqmGtk0JfsKxk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D693b8d8f159b1fc5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330319685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4AB1BAC01DD6ACB9DE1A4971B8B34305916231CF.16C86CDC9DA2D1E405EAB5B631B1699DA5B11634%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D693b8d8f159b1fc5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQ9ynEUu4D6hzf1LqmGtk0JfsKxk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl decided to do the same thing with the video so here is her gifts to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f09882181e4d61e1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df09882181e4d61e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330319685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6FB69EED9A584F7E059CC2FB64CB370B8BF37B79.14442CC900DED6B3A533CE0E61DBE7F9D20F9B6A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df09882181e4d61e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaBixXPTYxpUDGkthHcDNV0LFPIo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df09882181e4d61e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330319685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6FB69EED9A584F7E059CC2FB64CB370B8BF37B79.14442CC900DED6B3A533CE0E61DBE7F9D20F9B6A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df09882181e4d61e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaBixXPTYxpUDGkthHcDNV0LFPIo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foam I owe you an apology... a major apology.  I apologize for using your real name in one of my posts.  I never stopped to think you might not like someone doing that.  I am so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today we are having an old fashioned Idaho blizzard.  The wind is blowing like crazy and the snow is coming down.  Cheryl and I are just burrowing in like some of these crazy squirrels outside should be doing.  We have no where to go and I am sure the roads are an absolute mess.  So if any of you are traveling during a storm please, please be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6718130107695212004?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=693b8d8f159b1fc5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f09882181e4d61e1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6718130107695212004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6718130107695212004' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6718130107695212004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6718130107695212004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-is-christmas-day-and-cheryl-made.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-8023944821207069373</id><published>2008-12-22T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:03:51.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Merry Christmas to everyone.  I hope this week is a very enjoyable one for all of you.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not posting for a while but busy, busy, busy.  I won't have any excuses from now until the end of January.  The school district makes me take the month of January off, which I don't completely understand, but they make the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foam, my friend, before I forget I did not get any email so try again.  I never look in the spam folder I just delete everything.  I think I did see something from Diana and just thought it was another of those emails wanting my body and etc.  Boy would they be in for a surprise.  My friend, Diana, has this fixation with boobs and draws pictures of them all the time.  Not that I mind since she keeps them lifted up and pointy.  Must be a NC thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning is an interesting morning.  Thanks to Pamela and all those Washington people, plus the Canadians, we now have lots and lots of snow.  I got up around 4:30 am to see what the weather was doing and it was just flaking a little.  By 8:00 am we had about 8 inches and more pouring down.  The little finches and juncos are flitting around the feeder trying to uncover what food they can find.  The squirrels just holed up and said the heck with it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention what Cheryl and I are doing for Christmas this year?  Since we have no family close enough to come to our place, or for us to go to their place, we decided to take $10 and go to the dollar store to get presents for one another.  It should be very interesting.  Actually I think what I got her is neat, funny and... welllllllll, let's just stick with neat and funny.  I will post about her reactions on Christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our daughter, Leslie, and her family were here for a visit this past Saturday and Sunday and we really enjoyed it.  Our granddaughter, Rylie, is a hoot and kept me laughing most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I better close before anyone reading this falls asleep and hurts themselves by banging their head on something.  Cheryl is setting behind me sewing plus talking on the telephone with another daughter and they are breaking my concentration.  I think I will go take a nap and let the irritation pass.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-8023944821207069373?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/8023944821207069373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=8023944821207069373' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8023944821207069373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8023944821207069373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-to-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-7922779593390101314</id><published>2008-12-15T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T09:17:00.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A cheery good morning to one and all.  My song for this morning is "It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;snow&lt;/span&gt; is everywhere."  Yep, we have snow and lots of it.  It is cold, cold, cold and more snow expected today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just returned from a 400 mile trip with the wrestlers.  While in Nephi, UT I walked into the gym to watch for about an hour.  When I walked back out there was a raging blizzard going on.  Needless to say when we finally left for home the roads were icy and slick with the average speed about 40-45 mph.  Fun, fun, fun.  The bus driver we had was an excellent, handsome, witty man and we never worried one bit with him behind the wheel.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read Foam's blog about the furnace breaking down.  It never happens during the summer time for some reason.  Hope all is well now.  All that baking made me hungry however.  Nothing like the smell of fresh baking to fill the house especially on a cold day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say this morning.  Just had a nice cup of hot chocolate, a yummy breakfast, a kiss from a beautiful woman so life is good here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to pay the bills so the day is heading south in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-7922779593390101314?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/7922779593390101314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=7922779593390101314' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7922779593390101314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7922779593390101314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/12/cheery-good-morning-to-one-and-all.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-8685934920308353780</id><published>2008-12-08T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T11:22:35.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quick note today.  I was reading Pamela's blog and laughing so hard that my sides hurt.  If you have no idea who Pamela is you should go and visit her blog.  I would publish what her blog is but I can't seem to remember it since I have it bookmarked.  I will get it and post it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Pam has a certain attraction to farts.  Recently she published an embarrassing moment she had with her flatulence problem and it was hilarious.  Now she has published about how she tried to get back at her teasing dentist only to have her fart machine backfire on her.  Pam, Pam, Pam.  You are such a hoot.  Reminds me of the time our doctor in Idaho Falls, ID pulled a similar prank on Cheryl.  He had a remote controlled fart machine that he placed in the room where Cheryl was waiting to be examined.  The nurse was the one who actually activated the machine and she waited until the doctor was in there and just beginning his examination.  That machine went off and both the doctor's and my eyes went wide as we looked at Cheryl.  It was so realistic that she went red as a beet and I made the comment, "Cheryl, that is very unlady like."  It only took a second for her to figure out what was happening and we all got a good laugh.  Nice to have a sense of humor once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela also posted asking what our favorite Christmas music is.  I have to admit I love any and all Christmas music.  Some of my favorites are:  LeRoy, Rudolph's cousin (can't remember the exact name of the title.)  White Christmas, Blue Christmas, All I Want For Christmas Are My Two Front Teeth, Here Comes Santa Claus, oh shucks any of the oldies but goodies.  Religious music I like it all.  The First Noel, Angels We Have Heard On High, Christmas Bells, Oh Little Town of Bethlehem and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl just finished singing in the Madrigal Choir, The Forgotten Carol Choir and now she and I both are singing in the church choir.  She loves singing and so do I although my work schedule makes it very hard to attend some of the practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget attending church as a kid and my adopted father with two other men were singing as a trio in church.  My adopted father got up and announced the song this way.  "We will now murder the Angel From On High." and they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go.  Hope everyone is doing okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-8685934920308353780?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/8685934920308353780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=8685934920308353780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8685934920308353780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8685934920308353780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-quick-note-today.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-2969607414011675355</id><published>2008-12-01T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T09:39:58.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/STQeDABt04I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/kZGIjQ7FEgc/s1600-h/Santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/STQeDABt04I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/kZGIjQ7FEgc/s400/Santa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274874100453331842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho,ho,ho,ho.  I love this time of season.  I don't care for the presents and all that kind of stuff but I do love the music, the atmosphere with the lights and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam, I got a kick out of your granddaughter picture.  I think every one of us has done that at some time in our life.  I love olives and she would have had a fight on her hands just to get that many for the fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a happy and safe Thanksgiving.  I hope you got to spend time with family or doing what you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was a first for Cheryl and I.  The kids live so far away that it was not feasible for them to come to our house or for us to go to theirs.  The one daughter that lives closest to us spends Thanksgiving with her in laws which is all right.  Soooooo, Cheryl and I decided to take in a movie and then go to a buffet for dinner.  The movie was very good but when we got to the buffet place it closed its doors just as we pulled up.  Needless to say we had Thanksgiving dinner at the local truck stop and it was not that good.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we had a bunch of friends over for a small get together.  The occasion, one set was leaving for St. George, Utah for the winter, the big sissies.  We had a good time though and I know they will miss me especially.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping this short today.  Cheryl has many, many projects for me to do.  Oh how I miss working.  Keep smiling everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-2969607414011675355?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/2969607414011675355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=2969607414011675355' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2969607414011675355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2969607414011675355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/12/hohohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/STQeDABt04I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/kZGIjQ7FEgc/s72-c/Santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-4163539826019399908</id><published>2008-11-24T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:14:46.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No picture today since I want to talk about something that has been bothering me lately.  I think I am writing about it to help myself deal with the problem and not to burden readers with it.  So if you don't want to read today's blog I completely understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I say what I want to I must mention to my good friend Foam that I just read your blog about your Mom.  I have not had to deal with the Alzheimer problem and I hope I never do.  I admire you for your thoughtfulness toward your Mom and the love you give her.  You have my utmost respect.  Now about those religious services.   Hmmm, I hope you don't hold it against me because I am a fairly religious person in that I believe in God and His works but I don't believe in Bible thumping and finding fault with others for what they believe or do.  I might not agree with others but when I become perfect then I can throw rocks.  (Damn, better duck cause the Irish are quite perfect you know.):))  All I can say to your Mom is keep up the good work of heckling.  She is my kind of gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago I received a call from my oldest son informing me that his only daughter was pregnant, still in high school and he was quite distraught.  What do you say back.  I gave him my sympathies and all the encouragement I could.  I must say I am so disappointed in my granddaughter.  Until she hit her teen years she was a good kid, respectful and sweet as the day is long.  She had friends who uplifted her and they even made a pact to remain virgins until the day they married.  Suddenly she started hanging out with a different crowd, no respect for her parents and siblings and her grades went from A's to F's.  No matter what anyone would say they were wrong and she knew best.  Now she is 18, single, pregnant and not a clue what life has in store for her.  She has the attitude that Mom and Dad will be built in baby sitters while she continues playing with her friends.  The one I feel the sorriest for is the yet to be born baby.  That little one has done nothing wrong but is already starting life on two strikes.  I asked my son if he even knew who the father is and he said he did.  The father is now an inmate at one of the California prisons.  What a legacy.  I will be surprised if the baby grows up even knowing who the father really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was six months old when my mother died.  She was only 24 years old at the time and my brother was 3 years old.  She was the second wife for my father and both of them died.  His first wife was only 19 when she accidentally took the wrong medicine for migraine headaches.  So here was a young father having lost not one but two wives at an early age.  My brother and I were passed from relative to relative for a while.  Finally one Aunt and Uncle, who had no children of their own, asked my father if I could live with them and they would raise me as their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They lived on the shores of Jackson Lake which is nestled up against the Teton mountains.  Beautiful place, just the kind I always dream of.  When I first arrived there I was close to death myself.  My Aunt had to change my diapers with tweezers and carried me around on a soft pillow because my body could not handle anything harder.  She nursed me back to health and I have pictures of her and I when she would take me fishing with her on the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day my father showed up unexpectedly, picked me up and told my aunt and uncle he was taking me to someone else.  It about broke her heart and the closeness she had with me was broken that very day because she didn't want to be hurt that bad again.  I was taken to another aunt and uncle who had told my father that they would raise me with the understanding that he was to never interfere, not to visit but once in a while, and I was to not have anything to do with my mother's family.  They would adopt me and I would know them as the only family I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say this was not a loving situation.  As much as I would like to remember many good times unfortunately I can only remember the frequent beatings, the harsh discipline, and the hatred toward my mother's family.  I was not allowed to use the indoors bathroom except for taking a bath.  If I had to relieve myself I was to go out to the barn and do it in the gutter where the cows stood.  I learned to hate the woman with a passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to know my father so badly.  I knew who he was, where he was (most of the time) but was not allowed to visit.  To this day I know very little about my father and almost nothing about my mother.  When my father would come for a visit on Thanksgiving day he would not talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I mention this?  I think of this new unborn baby coming into the world soon and wonder what kind of life it will have.  Grandpa will be there but there is only so much Grandpa and Grandma are allowed to do.  Will it even know it's parents?  The mother is getting flakier by the day.  So my heart goes out to this little one, the innocent one, the one who has no control on what is happening.  What has happened to being responsible for out actions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to my friend Diana I say thank you for being a good daughter.  Your mother needs you even if her mind is weakening and yet in her own way she is very grateful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for sounding like I am feeling sorry for myself because I truly am not.  I have learned to cope and move on.  I have a GREAT wife who has helped me sooooooo much.  She is my angel on earth.  Now you know a little more about this Irishman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-4163539826019399908?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/4163539826019399908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=4163539826019399908' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4163539826019399908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4163539826019399908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-picture-today-since-i-want-to-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-100382294593006986</id><published>2008-11-20T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T12:21:53.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I lied about not blogging anymore but I seen this on Tigersue's blog and just had to do it.  So Tanya, your husband was a Bonneville Bee.  Well, we can't all be perfect like the Teton Redskins.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High School Tag ~ &lt;br /&gt;1. DID YOU DATE SOMEONE FROM YOUR SCHOOL? Yes, sort of, a little bit.  I wasn't much of a dater I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.WHAT KIND OF CAR DID YOU DRIVE? The folks owned Pontiacs and if I got to drive it would be that or a 1953 Chevrolet pickup.  Mostly it was a horse or bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DID YOU PASS YOUR DRIVER'S LICENSE TEST YOUR FIRST TRY? yes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4.WHERE YOU A PARTY ANIMAL? Hmmmmmmm, define party animal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WERE YOU CONSIDERED A FLIRT? No &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WERE YOU IN BAND, ORCHESTRA, OR CHOIR? All three plus Pep Band and Dance Orchestra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. WERE YOU A NERD? Most likely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WERE YOU ON ANY VARSITY TEAMS? Baseball but that party thing came into play and I was asked to not play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. DID YOU EVER GET SUSPENDED/EXPELLED? No, but if closeness counts it was very close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. CAN YOU STILL SING THE FIGHT SONG? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. WHO WAS YOUR FAVORITE TEACHER? Mr. Murdock in music and electronics &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. WHERE DID YOU SIT FOR LUNCH? Anywhere and everywhere &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR SCHOOL'S FULL NAME? Teton Redskins, Driggs, ID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT IS YOUR SCHOOL'S MASCOT AND COLORS? Mascot ???, Colors: maroon, white and orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. DID YOU GO TO HOMECOMING AND WITH WHO? Our dance band probably played for it and I watched the girl I liked out there having a good time while I blew sour notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. IF YOU COULD GO BACK AND DO IT AGAIN WOULD YOU? Merciful heavens no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT DO YOU REMEMBER MOST ABOUT GRADUATION? Nothing special.  Had my teeth all pulled out the very next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. WHERE DID YOU GO SENIOR SKIP DAY? I don't know if they did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WERE YOU IN ANY CLUBS? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. HAVE YOU GAINED SOME WEIGHT SINCE THEN? Yes, but that is as far as that question is being answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. WHO WAS YOUR PROM DATE? The girl of my dreams and that is as far as it got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 ARE YOU PLANNING ON GOING TO YOUR 10 YEAR REUNION? I didn't go to any of my reunions until the 40th.  We lived too far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. DID YOU HAVE A JOB IN HIGH SCHOOL? Yes.  I worked in the potato cellars, drove cat's and tractors for local farmers, logged one summer and always helped my old friend Frank Harrop in the hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have another little tidbit about me.  Enjoy and let me know if you do one so I can read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-100382294593006986?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/100382294593006986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=100382294593006986' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/100382294593006986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/100382294593006986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-so-i-lied-about-not-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-8510344799519965056</id><published>2008-11-20T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:54:20.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SSWIxEyXWdI/AAAAAAAAAmI/oRZyfmGTbN8/s1600-h/thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SSWIxEyXWdI/AAAAAAAAAmI/oRZyfmGTbN8/s400/thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270769315586988498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will definitely be my last post before the Thanksgiving holiday.  Sooooooo HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ONE AND ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another school district wanting me to come and drive for them as a sub driver and it has been interesting observing what they want me to do.  First they gave me a book about 1 inch thick and told me I had to study it then pass 10 tests from it.  I finally got that done last week.  Whew!!  Now they want me to be finger printed to make sure I am not some loose pervert that should not be around children.  Of course the school district that I already work for should have done this three years ago but somehow it got overlooked.  They could have a real STRANGE one in their midst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also applying for my concealed weapons permit and that means getting finger printed again.  After all these finger printings take place I will either be a confirmed hardened criminal or an angelic irishman in the midst of society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like it will snow today.  Of course it is since I have to take a 300 mile trip tomorrow with the girls basketball team.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to go and take a nap.  I have strained myself severely just sitting here fiddling around on the computer.  There was something I was going to say to Pamela and Foamy but now I forget so another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-8510344799519965056?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/8510344799519965056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=8510344799519965056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8510344799519965056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8510344799519965056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-will-definitely-be-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SSWIxEyXWdI/AAAAAAAAAmI/oRZyfmGTbN8/s72-c/thanksgiving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-17871624210716607</id><published>2008-11-17T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:53:22.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is still Monday and I have not set down to watch "Chuck" yet because I read my sister-in-law's and my niece's blogs about gratitude.  I must give it a shot.  Most of my youthful life I was told I was an ungrateful little s--t so this might be hard for me.  These are not necessarily in priority order although the first two certainly are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WHAT I AM GRATEFUL FOR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Without a doubt, my wife Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  My religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  A warm house on a cold day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Rain.  I love to watch it rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Animals.  Especially north american animals like moose, deer, horses..., oh you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Hugs from my grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Having my children tell me they love me..., and mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  The smell of baking bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Listening to a brook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. A drink of cold, cold, milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Listening to my wife snore.  (Sometimes it can be very comforting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. To hear the wind blowing in the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Friendships, although it is hard for me at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. For my current job which I enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. The smell of new mown hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. That the words Pappa or Poppy were invented by little girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Freedom and I mean this most seriously.  Thank you veterans and those currently serving in our armed forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. The United States of America and what a great place it is and hope it will continue to be so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Last but certainly not least..., my God, who is real and He cares about us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it.  20 things I am grateful for and it wasn't that hard to do.  If you feel inclined do the same on your blogs and tell me so I can read them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-17871624210716607?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/17871624210716607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=17871624210716607' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/17871624210716607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/17871624210716607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-is-still-monday-and-i-have-not-set.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-9085618684355365635</id><published>2008-11-17T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:27:13.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SSIH-kToyeI/AAAAAAAAAmA/50k3Xoh4a-w/s1600-h/thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SSIH-kToyeI/AAAAAAAAAmA/50k3Xoh4a-w/s400/thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269783285456226786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get busy and don't get time to set down and wish everyone a happy Thanksgiving then I wish to do it now.  Hope all of you enjoy your holiday and please, be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is everyone doing for Thanksgiving?  Cheryl and I are just staying home like a couple of senior citizens.  All of our kids have moved so far away that it takes 10 hours to get to the nearest one.  (Oops, I forgot about the one in Provo but she has other plans.)  That means they won't be able to come here and we won't be able to go to any of their homes.  For Thanksgiving I sort of miss having the family gather.  As a youth it was the one day that the Delaney brothers and sisters with their spouses would come to our home and it was just neat.  Normally during the year I did not get to see much of them.  I thought I would carry on the tradition with our family but necessity took them a long ways away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl has had her operation and is doing just fine, a little tender, but just fine.  Personally I think she is milking the kindness needed thing too much.  I don't mind helping but there is a limit you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got an email from my son in New Mexico and he led me to a website that has pictures of my grandson playing baseball.  It was really neat seeing him in his uniform being all serious.  I guess he is quite the ball player too.  All star of course.  I have another grandson in Bakersfield, California who was chosen as an all star in football.  Yep, this grandpa's buttons are popping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter has given us a warning here.  Snow on the mountains which we need so badly.  It is just about time for me to take my time off from work.  I have to take the Christmas break and the whole month of January off which about drives me crazy and poor Cheryl even crazier.  I have nothing more to do than chase her around the house.  When I think of the other drivers out there in the snowstorms I don't feel like I am being punished too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well one of my favorite shows will be coming on so I best get in front of the TV in my relaxed mode.  The show?  "Chuck" cause I like that hot little blond on it.:)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-9085618684355365635?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/9085618684355365635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=9085618684355365635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/9085618684355365635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/9085618684355365635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-i-get-busy-and-dont-get-time-to-set.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SSIH-kToyeI/AAAAAAAAAmA/50k3Xoh4a-w/s72-c/thanksgiving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-5821201896517776821</id><published>2008-11-07T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:54:46.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Noticed this on LOWA's blog and thought it would be fun to do.  I like these things because I learn so much about a person.  Soooooooooooo, if you want to fill in your own answers please let me know so I can read them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? Charging on the dresser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where is your significant other? Out in the kitchen fixing supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair color? Salt and pepper now.  It used to be black as our American Pre..., I can't say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? In heaven praying for her wayward son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? In heaven praying for his wayward son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing? Ohhhhhhh, lots of things.  Mostly that which Cheryl and I can do together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? Probably another nightmare which had me working for Halliburton again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your dream/goal? To visit Alaska, Ireland, and make it to the Celestial Kingdom of Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The room you're in? Spare bedroom which we call the computer room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your hobby? Hmmmmm, several things get my attention but fishing, computers, bothering Cheryl comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your fear? My family not making it to the Celestial Kingdom or they make it and I do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where do you want to be in six years? Still around and getting ready for our 50th wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where were you last night? In Blackfoot, Idaho with a group of band students attending an Army Jazz Concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What you’re not? Able to function very well due to pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. One of your wish list items? To be able to visit said Alaska and Ireland but to do it pain free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Where you grew up? Teton Valley, Idaho in the Darby section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. The last thing you did? Started the fire which I hope Cheryl is taking care of or it will go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What are you wearing? Welllllllll, aren't we getting nosy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Your TV? An old one.  We need a new one so bad it is not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Your pet? None now.  Since Dusty (the dog) and Gus (the cat) died we have not wanted to replace them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Your computer? I don't know.  One that works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your mood? Hungry, my back hurts, and I feel like watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Missing someone? No.  I got Cheryl what more could I want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Your car? A 1989 Ford Tempo that we call the "Scab".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Something you’re not wearing? Well, I certainly am not wearing a BRA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Favorite store? Any sporting good store or tool store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Your summer? Recuperating from pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Love someone? Absolutely..., Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite color? Deep blue and/or deep purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.When is the last time you laughed? Pretty much every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you cried? Oh no.  Real men don't cry..., just ask John Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-5821201896517776821?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/5821201896517776821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=5821201896517776821' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/5821201896517776821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/5821201896517776821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/11/noticed-this-on-lowas-blog-and-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6433492015364250031</id><published>2008-11-03T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T06:32:41.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SQ8G9OPalgI/AAAAAAAAAbo/NSR35CxAKyE/s1600-h/Political.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SQ8G9OPalgI/AAAAAAAAAbo/NSR35CxAKyE/s400/Political.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264434138283939330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello good people.  Tomorrow is the day to elect a new  president and I hope all of you will get out and vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from a two day run to Boise, ID where our high school girls took 1st in the state cross country run and our boy took second.  What a congregation of schools.  I counted almost 100 buses and that did not include the ones that were coming and going at the time.  Kids and parents were like watching an ant hill.  All had some place they knew they wanted to be but never in the same direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl went with me this time and all she did was stick her nose in a book the whole time.  I tried to get her to help me find certain streets but she was just too involved.  The book?  "Eclipse" the fourth book in the series about vampires, werewolves, and a stupid girl who wants to become one of them.  There is a movie version coming out this November, I think, but it only covers the first book.  That wife of mine is really hooked on these books, as are other women in this neck of the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgeon says I have to have another back operation so he can insert pins in my vertebrae.  He wanted to do it a.s.a.p. but I opted for next summer.  He said as long as I can stand the pain he doesn't mind.  So oh joy, oh joy another summer coming where I do nothing but recuperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday is the day of Cheryl's surgery.  She is so nervous.  Right now she is taking self injections for offsetting cumedin.  I keep telling her she is a pin cushion that sprays like a shower head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it....  The boring life of the Delaney's.  Now if I was a beer drinking, petite German I would have all kinds of stories to tell.  Or maybe to be like a Grandma in Washington who is always up to something and it is always nice.  I don't even mention the Canadians.  To think they might have been U.S. citizens at one point in history but nooooooooo, they chose not too.  I guess I could be like the Iowans.  Hmmmmmmm, that about said it all concerning them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I will close.  Cheryl is back from her morning walk and I must go and start begging for food.  The woman is so mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6433492015364250031?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6433492015364250031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6433492015364250031' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6433492015364250031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6433492015364250031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-good-people.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SQ8G9OPalgI/AAAAAAAAAbo/NSR35CxAKyE/s72-c/Political.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-1130018375171347994</id><published>2008-10-24T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:14:54.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SQH_SQJiJuI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qdwtMUIrpRA/s1600-h/Pumpkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SQH_SQJiJuI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qdwtMUIrpRA/s400/Pumpkins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260766528783132386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it is that time of year I want to wish anyone who reads my drivel to have a happy and safe Halloween.  None of the partying as portrayed in the picture... FOAM.  I tell you, those Germans and their beer.  Not everyone can be saintly like the Irish I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on Chery and my aches and pains.  Cheryl is having shoulder surgery on November 5 but we lucked out, if you can call it that, in that she is having arthroscopic not actually cutting.  It seems her should is full of arthritis and bone spurs that are cutting into the muscle.  While it is true she has a torn rotator cuff it is not of such that she needs to have it repaired.  She just has to be a good girl for a change and do what the doctors tell her to do.  Too often she thinks she is macho woman and can do more than she should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming Tuesday I visit the surgeon to see what needs to be done to my back...again.  Will keep any who are interested updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has turned cold but lovely here.  The nights are quite cold but by afternoon it is shirtsleeve weather.  The deer are migrating from the mountains which makes it scary for driving.  I only need to kill three more and I am an ace.  (It takes six)  Not exactly the kind of honor I am looking for but............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I get to take the bus to beautiful downtown Salt Lake City, UT, hell hole of Utah, and pick up FFA students returning from the east.  Oh joy, oh joy.  I tried to beg off but the boss would not hear of it.  He seems to think I have experience for that sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foam how are the eyes coming along?  Haven't heard from Pamela for some time so hope she is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-1130018375171347994?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/1130018375171347994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=1130018375171347994' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1130018375171347994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1130018375171347994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/10/since-it-is-that-time-of-year-i-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SQH_SQJiJuI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qdwtMUIrpRA/s72-c/Pumpkins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-5637013294532981957</id><published>2008-10-15T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T11:21:02.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SPYsrfKMITI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/V7aaXtI2OJk/s1600-h/Black+Sheet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SPYsrfKMITI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/V7aaXtI2OJk/s400/Black+Sheet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257438740611866930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis getting close to the Halloween time so I thought this picture appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness, I did not realize how long it has been since I last posted.  I have been extremely busy plus the pain I suffer from keeps me from setting down to the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We received our first snowfall last weekend, oh joy, oh joy.  Actually Cheryl and I welcome the cooler weather since we seem to do better in it, or we used to.  Poor Cheryl has been suffering from shoulder pain for at least a month.  She finally broke down and seen the specialist yesterday and probably has surgery looming in the near future.  Her Parkinson causes her to fall and she has taken a couple of nasty ones this year.  Apparently they had more of an affect on her than we originally thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a very difficult time walking due to pain.  I see the surgeon in November and probably have surgery looming in my future.  Ahhhhh, life with it's little setbacks.  I keep telling my boss that I am fine because I truly love my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough whining.  Well, since the elections are coming up very shortly I must post this picture.  This year in politics reminds me of the time the Gadianton robbers ruled the America's and caused so much turmoil in government to the point that it crumbled.  Sure hope this will not be the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SPYuw8E6iFI/AAAAAAAAAbY/U650pH30Dc4/s1600-h/outhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SPYuw8E6iFI/AAAAAAAAAbY/U650pH30Dc4/s400/outhouse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257441033296971858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Sarah for the pictures.  I know I have not blogged for a while butttttttt, what can I say... I am lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foam, if you are still checking my blog, sorry about your eye condition.  Do you know what has caused it or did you mention it and I forgot?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that my daughter Kimberly and her family moved to Tulsa, Oklahoma?  Yep, they cain't seem to speak without a drawl now.  We miss our grandkids but are happy they have work and are doing okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this will be all for today.  Got to study for a test, pull vegetable vines from the garden, sleep, eat and dream of old whiskey, fast women and faster horses.  Now if I knew what to do with old whiskey, fast women, and faster horses I guess I would be in great shape.  Maybe I will dream of Pepsi, older women, and wheel chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-5637013294532981957?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/5637013294532981957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=5637013294532981957' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/5637013294532981957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/5637013294532981957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/10/tis-getting-close-to-halloween-time-so.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SPYsrfKMITI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/V7aaXtI2OJk/s72-c/Black+Sheet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-5185835244691791140</id><published>2008-09-24T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:03:44.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SNqz9BpuMUI/AAAAAAAAAbI/8Z9AIY3fxek/s1600-h/Patience+and+Wisdom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SNqz9BpuMUI/AAAAAAAAAbI/8Z9AIY3fxek/s400/Patience+and+Wisdom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249706176650555714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was captioned, Patience and Wisdom, and I still wonder about the wisdom part of it.  The dog should be a LOT further away for his own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the procedure done on my back today and so far so good although there is still quite a bit of pain in my legs.  The Dr. said it was normal and would go away.  Sooooooo I am waiting, waiting, waiting for it to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was checking out Foam's blog and it reminded me of a visit we had to the shores of Lake Erie.  We had been married for about a year and had our oldest son who, at the time was about 1.  We had been invited to go water skiing with another couple and their kids and naturally were having a great time.  Like many parents do, we got a little neglectful as to what our baby was doing on the beach.  I looked over and he was chewing on a dead fish that someone had discarded, or it had washed up on the beach.  I about freaked out.  We grabbed that kid and rushed home, called the Dr. to find out what to do since we didn't want him dieing from poisoning.  First call, the doctor said stick your finger down his throat and make him throw up.  Finger down the throat... finger out of the throat with blood oozing out.  The little pup had bitten so hard that it brought blood.  Called the Dr. again, "Give him a raw egg."  Got the raw egg, put it to his mouth and he slurped it down like it was honey coated and wanted another one.  Called the Dr. again, "Give him some milk."  Okay, but I don't remember what the milk was supposed to do for him.  By this time that kid was yowling and fighting us something terrible and it was a real chore to get him to take the milk.  Called the Dr. again.  "Hell", he said, "Just put him to sleep and watch him.  If he has survived this ordeal with you he will probably be just fine."  So Cheryl and I put him to bed, went and medicated our wounds received from him and the doc was right... everything was just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was our experience at a shore of any kind and I would rather never have one like it again.  The after effects on the boy... he is a big moose living in California and is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela I loved the train video.  My brother-in-law gave me a cd of the Yukon train and I love it.  How I want to take some of those special train rides.  I still remember the steam engine pulling into Driggs, ID and I would stand and look at it in awe.  I especially loved it when the rotary plow was on it.  They would hit those big snow drifts and the snow would just fly.  It was as big as the engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah R. I enjoyed that song about super glue.  I am going to try and memorize it and sing it at a church function sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back is hurting a little and need to change chairs.  Sure will be glad when this all takes affect cause I got things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-5185835244691791140?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/5185835244691791140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=5185835244691791140' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/5185835244691791140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/5185835244691791140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-picture-was-captioned-patience-and.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SNqz9BpuMUI/AAAAAAAAAbI/8Z9AIY3fxek/s72-c/Patience+and+Wisdom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6671307279696999696</id><published>2008-09-23T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:05:33.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SNkDEkGWPsI/AAAAAAAAAbA/2i8F-tHIfFs/s1600-h/Palin+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SNkDEkGWPsI/AAAAAAAAAbA/2i8F-tHIfFs/s400/Palin+1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249230217621683906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say today.  Just posting so those who are interested will know how we are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl had another shot in her left arm and it is still bothering her.  Doesn't seem to slow her down too much though.  She is still canning like crazy.  Seems like each time I ask what she is doing, with the hopes of doing something together, she has this to can and that to can.  I know this winter when the wind blows and the snow falls it will be nice to have all that good food to nibble on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and had another MRI done yesterday and they found a bulging disc that is pressing against my nerves which is causing me so much discomfort.  Tomorrow I go and have an epideral procedure which hopefully will take care of the problem.  I really miss going to work.  If the epideral does not work then it is back to the surgeon to see what he suggests.  Oh how fun that would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has turned cool.  We picked all our tomatoes just in time because it froze big time last night.  We have been grateful for the produce from our garden this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have got to get out of this chair because it is making  my back hurt big time.  Guess I will go read a book.  Oh, by the way, if you ever have a desire to watch the movie "Sweeny Tood", don't.  It is a very dark, blood thirsty, undesirable movie.  We didn't realize what it was like when we rented it but it was bad, bad, bad.  Just finished book 3 of Fablehaven and it was very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss ya Foamy and Pamela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6671307279696999696?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6671307279696999696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6671307279696999696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6671307279696999696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6671307279696999696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-much-to-say-today.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SNkDEkGWPsI/AAAAAAAAAbA/2i8F-tHIfFs/s72-c/Palin+1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-7276626998457917403</id><published>2008-09-16T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:05:57.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SNARMoQ_imI/AAAAAAAAAa4/gKTtjag-sRo/s1600-h/Morons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SNARMoQ_imI/AAAAAAAAAa4/gKTtjag-sRo/s400/Morons.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246712474551421538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh thank you, thank you Dana.  I am having a little fun with that website you mentioned in a blog of your.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how someone got a picture of my wife and her sister but her it is posted on a magazine cover for all the world to see.  Bwah ha ha ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-7276626998457917403?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/7276626998457917403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=7276626998457917403' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7276626998457917403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7276626998457917403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-thank-you-thank-you-dana.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SNARMoQ_imI/AAAAAAAAAa4/gKTtjag-sRo/s72-c/Morons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-4796356949030762554</id><published>2008-09-16T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:39:05.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.magmypic.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://c1.magmypic.com/usermags/8/25/defd94ee0268aa0e6ae9f3273c18c_1501.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Create &lt;a href="http://www.magmypic.com"&gt;Fake Magazine Covers&lt;/a&gt; with your own picture at &lt;a href="http://www.magmypic.com"&gt;MagMyPic.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.4NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMjE1OTM1MDY3ODUmcHQ9MTIyMTU5Mzc*NDY*NCZwPTU*NzgxJmQ9cGFydG5lcitkYXRhJm49Jmc9MSZ*PSZvPWQyYjA5YTg1NTY5YzRjOTRiNDEwY2NhYjcyMTBlNmUz.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying out something that Dana had used on her blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-4796356949030762554?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/4796356949030762554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=4796356949030762554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4796356949030762554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4796356949030762554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/09/create-fake-magazine-covers-with-your.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-421776153562052265</id><published>2008-09-16T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:02:12.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SM__t1NJ3kI/AAAAAAAAAaw/HqN-o-cj5kc/s1600-h/Palin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SM__t1NJ3kI/AAAAAAAAAaw/HqN-o-cj5kc/s400/Palin.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246693253751365186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several have asked what is wrong and why have I not been blogging.  Welllllllllll, the truth of the matter is I am kind of burned out with blogging although I will post an entry every now and again.  The other truth of the matter is I am in a lot of pain and have not even been able to sleep lying down for about a week now.  For the last 5 or 6 nights I have averaged about 1 to 1 1/2 hours of sleep per night.  I am so tired I don't know which end I am on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem?  My back has slid and is pinching nerves again and it hurts......., a lot.  I received a shot in the hip yesterday to kill some of the pain but the major problem is taking a little longer to correct and is a little more complicated.  Right now it hurts like crazy to set in this chair and type.  Cheryl knew something was wrong when I turned down a couple of bus runs because I really enjoy doing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken so much Percocet that I am rummy.  Yes, I know, I am rummy without any medicine.  Anyway that is what is going on.  Cheryl is busy canning all sorts of goodies and it makes me feel bad, real bad, that I cannot be out there helping her.:)))  I will force myself to enjoy the fruits and veggies later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned warm again.  It must be at least 80 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our children made it to Oklahoma safely, thank goodness.  They are finding it quite warm and humid.  Of course having the effects from hurricane Ike dropping on them adds to their misery.  All in all they are doing okay though.  I think I will go call them to see how today is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now.  Back is hurting too much and the only place to give me comfort is my recliner.  It is now my bed, table, tv chair, actually my home right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-421776153562052265?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/421776153562052265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=421776153562052265' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/421776153562052265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/421776153562052265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/09/several-have-asked-what-is-wrong-and.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SM__t1NJ3kI/AAAAAAAAAaw/HqN-o-cj5kc/s72-c/Palin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-2555006588449011879</id><published>2008-09-08T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:33:14.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it is fun Monday and I don't know who is doing what.  I normally check Pamela's blog to see where to go but she is taking a rest from blogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foam tell me it isn't true!!!!!  I enjoy your blogs and will miss you.  Darned fickle artists anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy, what a week we just finished.  I had runs every day and believe me I am tired.  To add to that our one daughter and her family are moving to Oklahoma and they have been staying here for a while.  Our garage and other storage areas are full with their stuff which they say they will come and get in a month.  That would be nice since I have plans for garage usage this winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl has been canning, canning, canning.  She is such a hard worker.  Now if she could only fish.  Actually she has wanted to go fishing this summer and I have been the one to drag my feet.  Too many projects and too little time.  Now I am back to work with less time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention we inherited two ATVs?  Yep, Kim and Robin left their ATVs here and we get to use them.  Cheryl is ecstatic, Tim has to get them repaired first.  I love my son-in-law but he breaks everything.  As they were unloading their stuff into the garage I would ask about this item or that item and the answer would be pretty much the same.  Well, it is broken.  He is trying to move to Oklahoma with a vehicle that has expired license plates.  Just didn't get around to taking care of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway they are gone and I will miss my grandchildren.  This was the closest family to us and that little blond headed granddaughter had grandpa wrapped around her finger pretty good.  Now she will be a blond Okie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl is so tired today that she is just lying on the bed listening to a book on tape.  I have partially vacuumed the carpet and must get away from this computer and finish my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-2555006588449011879?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/2555006588449011879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=2555006588449011879' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2555006588449011879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2555006588449011879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-it-is-fun-monday-and-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-4100548468694887405</id><published>2008-09-01T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T08:36:12.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK.  This is fun Monday and the host is asking for a picture of the area where blogging is done.  Whooooooooo boy, I don't think so, so I will pass this week.  Thank you Pamela for the information and you will be missed but I will keep checking for when you do post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi to whoami (I hope I said that right)and thank you for commenting on my blog.  Always good to see new faces (in a blogging sense of the word.) Gwen, you rascal, how are you doing?  I have not heard anything from Australia for a long time.  I thought maybe it had reverted back to being a British possession.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An update on Cheryl.  She is doing fine.  A little behind on her chores so she is not allowed to go out and play until she catches up.  I even had to revoke some of her phone privileges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy it has turned cold overnight.  Yesterday it rained and it was so refreshing although the grain farmers probably don't think so.  Today it feels like snow in the mountains.  I visited a couple of fishing places and they are nothing but puddles right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right I have to ask the question:  How many of you have read or are reading the "Twilight" series of books?  I hate to admit it but I have read all four of them although, from a man's point of view, I did not find them all &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THAT&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; great.  Who in their right mind would want to be a vampire?  However, I can think of a few necks that I wouldn't mind sucking on.  (Yes, I am a dirty old man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got to quit and get Cheryl moving.  She is laying in bed reading "Fablehaven" and "I" have not been fed yet.  Looks like another day of grounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-4100548468694887405?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/4100548468694887405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=4100548468694887405' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4100548468694887405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4100548468694887405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-1949242976355294131</id><published>2008-08-27T12:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:30:25.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SLWqPkSY0sI/AAAAAAAAAao/VATmusGp80I/s1600-h/Jun+2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SLWqPkSY0sI/AAAAAAAAAao/VATmusGp80I/s400/Jun+2008+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239280925931000514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl likes moose and I like bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An update on Cheryl and I since some of you read my drivel and that is how you keep posted on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl is doing much better.  A couple of weeks ago she got tangled up in a dog's leash and fell.  Now when Cheryl falls it is like watching a sack of grain hit the ground... one big splat.  She has no coordination to help herself.  I don't say this to be mean or nasty, it is just fact.  Anyway she is a mass of bruises on her right side and her knee was not doing too well for a while.  She is now walking much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the whole town knew that she had fallen 'cause I was trying to get to her but my feet were all tangled up in the dog's leash too plus I had grandkids under my feet and I didn't want to trample and hurt them.  All I could do is stand there and cuss and I did a fine job of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day Cheryl's left shoulder and arm started hurting real bad and she could not lift it much past her waist.  I sighed, I cussed, I took her to the doctor.  Turns out she developed a case of bursitis from canning (I think) and had to have a shot in her shoulder.  She is much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, I just keep plodding along.  Nuff said about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foam, that statue is interesting, not very flattering though.  Personally I prefer the breast to be firmer and pointing upwards, the hips slimmer and streamlined and the butt a tiny bit smaller.  I knew a West Virginia man who always claimed a woman was not worth marrying unless she was two axe handles wide.  His wife was skinny as a rail.  I have decided that to be a school bus driver one of the qualifications for a woman is she MUST be at least two axe handles wide.  Mercy, there are some huge women driving buses.  Men, they just need an overhang that prevents them from seeing their toes or other parts of their anatomy.  I know some of them have not seen parts of their bodies for many, many years.  Nuff said about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela, I sure would like to be involved in some of your Monday and Wednesday blogging but am not sure how to go about it, plus I am not sure a man is too welcome.  I thought the trivia thing was kind of neat.  Who decides and who lets you know what is coming next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying Facebook.com.  A friend of ours got us interested so I thought what the heck.  I have some lippy nieces that post on it, they live in Utah and Oregon.  Our friend lives in Reno, NV but we don't claim to know her if asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhh, school is going and the bus is rolling and I am a happy, but tired, man.  I have today off but the rest of the week is busy.  Our neighbor wants me to work on his genealogy but he doesn't understand I have a life as well.  He is always over here checking to see what I have done.  Maybe he will get tired and go away. (In my dreams.)  He is such a pest in town that he has been banned from most of the business's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I will close for now.  Told you my blogs were boring.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-1949242976355294131?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/1949242976355294131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=1949242976355294131' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1949242976355294131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1949242976355294131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/08/cheryl-likes-moose-and-i-like-bears.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SLWqPkSY0sI/AAAAAAAAAao/VATmusGp80I/s72-c/Jun+2008+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6951497961770034806</id><published>2008-08-27T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:07:28.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I will give this a try.  Mamadrama is hosting the Monday thing and it is about trivia learned while in school.  The one that comes to mind is from my old electronics/music teacher who used to say, "When you get to thinking you are too important or too good for everyone around you, stick your finger in a glass of water and see how large of hole it leaves when you pull it out. That is how important you are. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having never tried this Monday thing before I hope I did it right and will be considered a part of the group in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6951497961770034806?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6951497961770034806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6951497961770034806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6951497961770034806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6951497961770034806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-i-will-give-this-try.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6434556759591823920</id><published>2008-08-20T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T13:41:09.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SKx-8W3fDnI/AAAAAAAAAag/j2bC0jye5Ts/s1600-h/Jun+2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SKx-8W3fDnI/AAAAAAAAAag/j2bC0jye5Ts/s400/Jun+2008+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236700042120597106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran and ran and ran but I couldn't outrun the long arm of western law.  They hauled me off in this modern paddy wagon and I have not been heard from since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several people have asked me why I have not been blogging lately.  Truthfully, I am just burnt out on blogging.  I like reading some of my favorite blogs but I cannot think of anything creative to say.  I will try and insert a blog or two every now and again but cannot promise how often it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed blogging.  I originally started so my kids would know what Mom and Dad were up to but they never read the blogs so why bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww the blessed school year starts for me on Friday.  I take the volleyball team to a contest.  Saturday it is the soccer team to one of their contests.  It will feel good to be back to work again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marked a special day in history, my history that is.  I finally come to grips with a problem I have had for many, many years.  I scheduled an appointment and had my hearing tested which included me getting hearing aids.  My family has been begging me to do something like this for years but what it took was me finally realizing I was having a hard time hearing.  Previously I told everyone they were mumbling and to speak up.  I guess I am officially a senior citizen complete with hearing aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go.  The boss, Cheryl, has called me and I must respond or pay the consequences.  She is so mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6434556759591823920?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6434556759591823920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6434556759591823920' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6434556759591823920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6434556759591823920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-ran-and-ran-and-ran-but-i-couldnt.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SKx-8W3fDnI/AAAAAAAAAag/j2bC0jye5Ts/s72-c/Jun+2008+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-461144164241337672</id><published>2008-08-09T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T16:55:38.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from my niece and had to try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Feet Say About You:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoyourfeetsayaboutyouquiz/feet.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty average in your expressiveness. You can express yourself well, but you don't always want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very passionate person. You are highly charged and easily inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an assertive and aggressive person. You are determined and not likely to ever give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a while to fall in love, but once you do, you stay pretty attached to your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not afraid of anything. You are brave and courageous, even when most people would be terrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very practical and down to earth. You're more concerned with action than thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an amazingly hard worker. You aren't spoiled and you don't mind getting your hands dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are easily influenced by other people. You're quite impressionable, so you should only be around people who are a good influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyourfeetsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do Your Feet Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-461144164241337672?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/461144164241337672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=461144164241337672' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/461144164241337672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/461144164241337672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/08/got-this-from-my-niece-and-had-to-try.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-7818363164929553040</id><published>2008-08-09T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T16:21:13.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am trying to post some pictures from our trip to Yellowstone but am having problems so bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=6a62b6c040c53ff12ea65c" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="441" height="355" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=6a62b6c040c53ff12ea65c&amp;amp;skin_id=1006&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of comments.  Foam, you are a very pretty young woman.  I don't know why you try to hide your face all the time.  I see nothing to cause embarrassment or keep hiding.  Now if you looked like this ugly old man you would want to destroy all cameras in the world and make everyone blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, I have got to go through the papers you sent and show you where I felt we hooked up.  I don't think it was close to Daniel Lewis but I really don't remember.  I think Daniel was a cousin to your line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-7818363164929553040?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/7818363164929553040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=7818363164929553040' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7818363164929553040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7818363164929553040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-trying-to-post-some-pictures-from.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6885645419515862398</id><published>2008-07-30T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:38:41.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SJCm82hWmVI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Lod72Egy9i0/s1600-h/Redneck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SJCm82hWmVI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Lod72Egy9i0/s400/Redneck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228862731734915410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just received this and thought it too good to not pass on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6885645419515862398?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6885645419515862398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6885645419515862398' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6885645419515862398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6885645419515862398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-received-this-and-thought-it-too.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SJCm82hWmVI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Lod72Egy9i0/s72-c/Redneck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-9138347444843962300</id><published>2008-07-30T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T07:26:22.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry, no pictures yet.  Should finish my project this week (knock on my wooden head) and then will do some things here that I would like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to be another warm one today.  It is only 8:00 am and I have shut the house up to keep as much cool air in as I can.  Got to go and pick up Cheryl and her sister in a little bit and bring them home.  All my peace and quiet will be gone, gone, gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sitting at the kitchen table watching my little flying friends come and go to the feeder.  I don't know why it took me so long in life to realize what a small pleasure it is to watch the small animals and birds.  Too busy thinking like a hunter and not realizing what I was destroying.  We put a new feeder out by the plum tree and the song birds are just now realizing we have it full of thistle seeds and they are flocking.  This morning had the prettiest yellow bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about some experiences in my life that were interesting, if not amusing.  One was a situation with a snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about 17 at the time and spent my summer logging in Island Park, Idaho.  We stayed in a tent for a week at a time and came home, or to see our girl friends, on the weekends.  My friend and I were always jangling about this and that, in a good natured way, and our boss had just about had it with us.  One thing we always argued about was who got to set by the window in the truck when we went back to camp or wherever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day we were walking down the hill to the truck and doing our usual harping when our boss stopped, bent down like he was tying his shoelace and then continued on after us.  These were his words.  "I am so sick and tired of you two constantly bickering over who sets where.  Get in the truck and I don't want to hear another word."  Well!!  We were surprised by that attitude to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Garl, jumped in the middle and I had the door.  I had just barely closed the door when our boss jerked open his door, threw a snake in on us and said, "Now let's see how fast you can get out!"  That darned Garl had that snake land across both of his forearms and he just kept it moving over to me.  My feet hit the dash and I about tore that door off trying to get out of there.  I thought our boss was going to die from laughter.  I cussed him for over a half an hour and I could cuss real good back then.  Poor old snake just slithered out the door and went on about his business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is one of my experiences from my youth.  I have a deathly fear of snakes and that did not help me overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-9138347444843962300?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/9138347444843962300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=9138347444843962300' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/9138347444843962300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/9138347444843962300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/07/sorry-no-pictures-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-2944378487038877453</id><published>2008-07-29T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:46:57.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mercy, I don't even have a decent picture to post.  I have been so busy with a special project concerning genealogy that every possible minute is spent on the computer typing in names.  Right now I am up to 13,200 and still climbing but I think I see a speck of light at the end of the tunnel.  I am shooting for the goal of having all these names indexed before I go back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darned Internet supplier has been screwing with our service and I have not had Internet for about two weeks or better.  The original company sold out and the new company has totally gone downhill.  I am hooking up to another company this Friday so hopefully things will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have missed everyone.  I see where Foam has been skinny dipping, Pamela described a rain storm so beautifully that I could almost feel it.  Dana posted a thing (can't think of what it is called) about a wildlife preserve near her home and the pictures were beautiful.  Foam talked about going skinny dipping, oh I mentioned that. hee, hee, hee.  My poor brain cannot remember who else is doing what.  I know those Australian women are still telling good jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl has a sister from Florida visiting which is keeping her busy.  Right now they are camping and they keep trying to tell me they are having fun in this heat.  Right!!!  All I know is the house is nice and quiet, the air conditioner is working just right and I am getting lots done on my project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tomatoes are producing like crazy and so is the squash.  Cheryl canned some pickled beets from the garden and they are delicious.  Of course they always are when they are your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe that I have done so much typing that my fingers are actually sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is everyone doing?  Any new trips this summer that were fun?  I get an email from Alice in Canada every so often and she is a hoot.  Still looking for a man but apparently all the good ones are taken.  Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that Foam said she is a skinny dipper?  Where did I hear that from?  Racy German lady anyway.  We have a German lady that lives here.  I will have to find out where she is from and let you know.  She is a character also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe that I have not even been fishing this year.  When I get this project completed I am taking some time off and enjoying what I want to do without a deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my sniveling.  Hope this finds everyone well and happy.  Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-2944378487038877453?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/2944378487038877453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=2944378487038877453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2944378487038877453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2944378487038877453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/07/mercy-i-dont-even-have-decent-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-2077394534748127136</id><published>2008-07-14T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T08:21:02.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry, but no picture today.  We just got back from a lovely trip to Yellowstone Park and I have not downloaded the pictures as of yet.  We had such a great time.  I have never seen the mountains look so beautiful.  The wild flowers were in rich abundance and painted the mountainside with blues, yellows, whites and pinks plus throw in some red Indian paintbrush and it was an artists dream.  The lakes and rivers and streams were full and clear.  We seen bison, elk, deer, bear, moose, in fact the only major animals we did not see were the wolf and bighorn sheep.  We even saw a bald eagle and a golden eagle plus several osprey.  The eagles were no big deal to us since we have both species around here and it is quite common to see them but it still was neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl and I probably averaged 25 - 30 mph at best even though there were many who insisted on driving much faster and missed so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following Yellowstone we traveled through Grand Teton National Park.  It has been called the Matterhorn or America.  All I know is this year was especially beautiful.  As a kid there was a common saying in the valley where I lived, "If there is snow on the Grand Teton  at the beginning of July then it was a good year for water."  There is A LOT OF SNOW on the Grand as well as the whole range.  Mt. Moran looks like it might start forming another glacier if the winter keep up the good work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only down part of the whole trip... too many Utah cars.  I was very good and didn't let them get to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People do some silly things though.  All kinds of warnings about approaching animals but I guess we  have a literacy problem here in America.  We came across a bear cub, people jumping out of their cars and approaching it very, very closely without giving a single thought that Mama bear might be near by and she would not be happy.  Bison have a reputation of suddenly attacking without any warning but that didn't stop people from approaching them.  They look so docile.  Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is we had a great time.  I wish everyone could visit Yellowstone this year and experience the beauties there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-2077394534748127136?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/2077394534748127136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=2077394534748127136' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2077394534748127136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2077394534748127136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/07/sorry-but-no-picture-today.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-3530877941648402956</id><published>2008-07-01T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T07:33:33.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SGo8H-f2t_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/eOzXUau8deo/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SGo8H-f2t_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/eOzXUau8deo/s400/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218049225995499506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back in the earlier days of where we lived there was this band of hooligans that roamed the country putting fear in everyone.  They were dangerous to say the least.  Today they are scattered to the four winds but their shenanigans still live on, except for the parents of course.  From left to right, in the back, the names are Katherine, now in Pahrump, Nevada, Michael, now in Albuquerque, New Mexico, the head of the clan, Tim, now in Downey, Idaho, don't you just love the mustache, Kip, now in Bakersfield, California.  In the front we have Kimberly, now in Trenton, Utah, the worst of the bunch is Ma, aka as Cheryl, now in Downey, Idaho, and last but not least we have Leslie, now in Provo, Utah.  It makes me shudder to think of the crimes this bunch has committed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this picture taken when we visited Virginia City, Montana many years ago.  We had a lot of fun on that trip.  We also visited the Lewis and Clark caverns which was really neat, although I get a little claustrophobic in closed situations or around a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was looking through some of my memory books and came across this and thought I would share it.  I was actually looking for my birth certificate which I just knew where it was, but it wasn't.  Cheryl had to come along and help me out and of course rub it in a little that I cannot find anything on my own.  Harrrumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the rest of the country is like but it is a tad warm here.  Tomatoes are growing like crazy and so are the pickle plants.  Normally I have a rough time with pickles but hopefully this  year will be a bumper picking.  Squash is like a weed.  It just spreads all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched the movie, The Notebook, the other night and it reminded us of our life in a way.  Cheryl was engaged to another fellow when I came into the picture.  Her parents were very much set against me which caused us to elope.  I have always regretted that my wife never had a real wedding but she did get a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REAL MAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  Okay, enough laughing if you please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I will close for today.  Tomorrow we leave for Star Valley, WY to attend the funeral of my brother in law.  Kind of gets your attention when someone passes on who is only a few years older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-3530877941648402956?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/3530877941648402956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=3530877941648402956' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3530877941648402956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3530877941648402956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-in-earlier-days-of-where-we-lived.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SGo8H-f2t_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/eOzXUau8deo/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-893610241517074445</id><published>2008-06-27T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T06:43:48.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; 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font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 64, 128); font-family: Arial;"&gt;WHEN                                  YOU THOUGHT I WASN'T                                  LOOKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A message every adult should read because                                  children&lt;br /&gt;are watching you and doing as you                                  do, not as you say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;When                                  you thought I wasn't looking I saw you hang                                  my&lt;br /&gt;first painting on the refrigerator, and I                                  immediately&lt;br /&gt;wanted to paint another                                  one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I                                  saw you feed a&lt;br /&gt;stray cat, and I learned that                                  it was good to be kind&lt;br /&gt;to                                  animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I saw                                  you make my&lt;br /&gt;favorite cake for me, and I                                  learned that the little&lt;br /&gt;things can be the                                  special things in                                  life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I heard                                  you say a&lt;br /&gt;prayer, and I knew that there is a                                  God I could always&lt;br /&gt;talk to, and I learned to                                  trust in Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="448381014-25062008"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="448381014-25062008"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When you                                  thought I wasn't looking I saw you make                                  a&lt;br /&gt;meal and take it to a friend who was sick,                                  and I&lt;br /&gt;learned that we all have to help take                                  care of each&lt;br /&gt;other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw                                  you give of&lt;br /&gt;your time and money to help                                  people who had nothing,&lt;br /&gt;and I learned that                                  those who have something should&lt;br /&gt;give to those                                  who don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't                                  looking I saw you take care&lt;br /&gt;of our house and                                  everyone in it, and I learned we have&lt;br /&gt;to take                                  care of what we are                                  given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I saw                                  how you&lt;br /&gt;handled your responsibilities, even                                  when you didn' t&lt;br /&gt;feel good, and I learned                                  that I would have to be&lt;br /&gt;responsible when I                                  grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I saw                                  tears come&lt;br /&gt;from your eyes, and I learned that                                  sometimes things&lt;br /&gt;hurt, but it's all right to                                  cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I                                  saw that you&lt;br /&gt;cared, and I wanted to be                                  everything that I could                                  be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I                                  learned most of&lt;br /&gt;life's lessons that I need to                                  know to be a good and&lt;br /&gt;productive person when                                  I grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: navy; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I                                  looked at you and&lt;br /&gt;wanted to say,'Thanks for                                  all the things I saw when&lt;br /&gt;you thought I                                  wasn't                                  looking.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-893610241517074445?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/893610241517074445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=893610241517074445' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/893610241517074445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/893610241517074445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-you-thought-i-wasnt-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-2405141698930694732</id><published>2008-06-21T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T07:30:41.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just a quick howdy doody to one and all.  Hope all of you are well and happy.  I am doing nothing but being lazy this summer and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE IT.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  With gas costing so much we just don't go anywhere since both of us are unemployed until school starts.  Unlike some eastern school teachers we don't get a high pay to carry us through the summer.  By the way Foam I liked the classical music you had on your blog.  Frequently I enjoy listening to that kind of music although I prefer full orchestras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NICKNAMES&lt;br /&gt;If          Laura, Kate and Sarah go out for lunch, they will call each other Laura,          Kate and Sarah ..&lt;br /&gt;If Mike, Dave and John go out, they will          affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy,          &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1214103112_5"&gt;Godzilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Four-eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EATING          OUT&lt;br /&gt;When the bill arrives, Mike, Dave and John will each throw in          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13;color:black;"  &gt;£&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;20,          even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Gulim;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Gulim;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;though it's          only for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13;color:black;"  &gt;£&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;32.50. None          of them will have anything smaller and none will actually admit          they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Gulim;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Gulim;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;want change          back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Gulim;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Gulim;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;When the          girls get their bill, out come the pocket calculators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY&lt;br /&gt;A          man will pay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:navy;"   &gt;$2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt; for a 1          item he needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Gulim;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Gulim;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;A woman will          pay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style;font-size:130%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:13;color:navy;"  &gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;1 for a 2          item that she doesn't need but it's on sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Gulim;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Gulim;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;BATHROOMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Gulim;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Gulim;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;A man has          six items in his bathroom: toothbrush and toothpaste,          shaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Gulim;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Gulim;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;cream,          razor, a bar of soap, and a towel from M&amp;amp;S.&lt;br /&gt;The average number of          items in the typical woman's bathroom is 337.&lt;br /&gt;A man would not be able          to identify more than 20 of these items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGUMENTS&lt;br /&gt;A woman has          the last word in any argument.&lt;br /&gt;Anything a man says after that is the          beginning of a new argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CATS&lt;br /&gt;Women love cats.&lt;br /&gt;Men say          they love cats, but when women aren't looking, men kick          cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;A woman worries about the future until she gets a          husband.&lt;br /&gt;A man never worries about the future until he gets a          wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCCESS&lt;br /&gt;A successful man is one who makes more money          than his wife can spend.&lt;br /&gt;A successful woman is one who can find such          a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE&lt;br /&gt;A woman marries a man expecting he will          change, but he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;A man marries a woman expecting that she          won't change, but she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRESSING UP&lt;br /&gt;A woman will dress up          to go shopping, water the plants, empty the bins,&lt;br /&gt;answer the phone,          read a book, and get the post.&lt;br /&gt;A man will dress up for weddings and          funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATURAL&lt;br /&gt;Men wake up as good-looking as they went to          bed.&lt;br /&gt;Women somehow deteriorate during the          night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFFSPRING&lt;br /&gt;Ah, children. A woman knows all about her          children.&lt;br /&gt;She knows about dentist appointments and romances, best          friends, favourite foods, secret fears and hopes and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;A man is          vaguely aware of some short people living in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOUGHT          FOR THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;A married man should forget his mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;There's no          use in two people remembering the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-2405141698930694732?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/2405141698930694732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=2405141698930694732' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2405141698930694732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2405141698930694732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-quick-howdy-doody-to-one-and-all.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6457121559292534796</id><published>2008-06-18T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T16:03:15.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SFmS1cPE5iI/AAAAAAAAAaA/P24AadNT3kk/s1600-h/Bird+bath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SFmS1cPE5iI/AAAAAAAAAaA/P24AadNT3kk/s400/Bird+bath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213359490468210210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK Pam, can you identify this bird?  I called it a spinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is something for most women to consider.  Someday you will be a mother-in-law.  Maybe you are a mother-in-law.  Perhaps you will or do have sons who have a mother-in-law.  Consider the following carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;An old woman has three daughters. One day she decided to test her sons-in-law. She was walking alone at a lake shore with the first son-in law. Purposefully, she fell in the lake and started yelling for help. The first son-in-law jumped in the lake and dragged her to shore. The very next day he found a brand new Ford Focus in his driveway with the words "Thank you,  your mother-in-law loves you very much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day she was walking along the lake shore with the second son-in-law. Purposefully, she fell down the lake and started yelling for help.  The second son-in-law jumped into the water and dragged her to shore. The very next day he found a brand new Pontiac Sunfire in his driveway with the words, "Thank you, your mother-in-law loves you very much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third day she was walking with the third son-in-law and repeated the test, but that guy didn't respond to her cries for help and didn't make a single move to save her. The poor old lady who wanted to test her sons-in-law drowned and died.  The next day he found a brand new Mercedes convertible in his driveway with the words, "Thank you very much! Your father- in-law."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6457121559292534796?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6457121559292534796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6457121559292534796' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6457121559292534796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6457121559292534796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok-pam-can-you-identify-this-bird-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SFmS1cPE5iI/AAAAAAAAAaA/P24AadNT3kk/s72-c/Bird+bath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-3134256262349909090</id><published>2008-06-17T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:53:58.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SFe6UziBiPI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/z7rboq6lMQo/s1600-h/Denali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SFe6UziBiPI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/z7rboq6lMQo/s400/Denali.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212839960297703666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh to be young again.  I used to hike up mountains just to ski down them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I are at it again.  I think we need a divorce counselor.  She got all upset with me because when she went to use the bathroom I yelled out, "Turn off the light, the gas will ignite and the house will blow up!"  Now what is wrong with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife is mean and cruel.  I am a poor, humble, crippled, pleasantly fat person who is regulated in what he should be doing physically.  Does that bother her?  Oh, no!!!  For the past few days, (thank God for Sunday), she has had me shoveling, planting, watering, spraying, and all other manner of thoughtless work items instead of letting me be like Dagwood Bumstead and enjoy resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She claims that my garage is a disaster.  Now what right does any woman have to claim the one and only space that a poor man has, that he can claim his own, is a disaster?  It might be a little junky, maybe a little dirty but it is organized confusion.  Maybe if the little woman would take all her stuff out of the garage (the man's domain) he might be able to move about and enjoy it more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention we went camping?  All the time there it was, "Get out there you lazy lout and catch me some fish."  She don't even like fish.  I think she was trying to get rid of me.  I had to kneel down and beg her to let me stay in the camper and rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a poem I was going to write but now I can't think of it.  It would have been an original and probably a masterpiece.  I could tell the story sent to me by Alice P in Canada but the ending was not a pleasant one and I would be afraid someone might get the wrong idea.  What she proclaimed doing to a poor little mosquito was just not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS  Spraying yourself with Listerine does keep the mosquitoes off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-3134256262349909090?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/3134256262349909090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=3134256262349909090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3134256262349909090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3134256262349909090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-to-be-young-again.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SFe6UziBiPI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/z7rboq6lMQo/s72-c/Denali.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-7607704187747115929</id><published>2008-06-13T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:28:56.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span id="EC_role_document"   style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THOUGHT FOR THE  DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="EC_yiv908697537"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;blockquote style="margin-bottom: 5pt;"&gt; &lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span id="role_document"    style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: purple; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1213388852_17"&gt;OPEC&lt;/span&gt;    sells oil for $136.00 a barrel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="EC_apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: purple; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;OPEC    nations buy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: purple; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;U.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: purple; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;    grain at $7.00 a bushel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="EC_apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: purple; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Solution:    Sell grain for $136.00 a bushel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="EC_apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: purple; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Can't    buy it?  Tough!   Eat your oil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="EC_apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 18pt; color: purple; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Ought    to go well with a nice thick grilled filet of camel    ass!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-7607704187747115929?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/7607704187747115929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=7607704187747115929' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7607704187747115929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7607704187747115929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/06/thought-for-day-opec-sells-oil-for-136.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6010689028162944693</id><published>2008-06-12T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:52:28.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SFG2GbxkzII/AAAAAAAAAZw/NrAPy2n7Th4/s1600-h/pic08213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SFG2GbxkzII/AAAAAAAAAZw/NrAPy2n7Th4/s400/pic08213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211146465495534722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now I am not a drinking man but sometimes this makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a LOT of pain today so will be very short.  Cheryl and I just got back from her heart stress test and we are both worn out.  It has been a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for anyone who might be a school teacher I was sent the following from one of my nieces.  Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;'Late again,' the third-grade teacher said to little Sammy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;'It ain't my fault this time, Miss Crabtree. You can blame this'un on my Daddy. The reason I'm three hours late is my Daddy sleeps naked!'&lt;br /&gt;Now Miss Crabtree had taught grammar school for thirty-some-odd years.&lt;br /&gt;Despite her mounting fears, she asked little Sammy what he meant by that.&lt;br /&gt;Full of grins and mischief, and in the flower of his youth, little Sammy and trouble were old friends, but he always told her the truth. 'You see, Miss Crabtree, out at the ranch we got this here low down coyote. The last few nights he done et six hens and killed Ma's best milk goat. Last night, when Daddy heard a noise out in the chicken pen, he grabbed his shot gun and said to Ma 'That coyote's back again, I'm a gonna git him!''&lt;br /&gt;'Stay back,' he whispered to all us kids.&lt;br /&gt;He was naked as a jaybird, no boots, no pants, no shirt! To the hen house he crawled, just like an Injun on the snoop. Then he stuck that double barreled 12-gauge shot gun through the window of the coop. As he stared into the darkness, with coyotes on his mind, our old&lt;br /&gt;hound dog Zeke had done woke up and comes sneakin' up behind Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;Then as we all looked on plumb helpless ; old Zeke stuck his cold nose in Daddy's butt crack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;'Miss Crabtree, we all been cleanin' chickens since three o'clock this mornin'!'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6010689028162944693?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6010689028162944693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6010689028162944693' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6010689028162944693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6010689028162944693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/06/now-i-am-not-drinking-man-but-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SFG2GbxkzII/AAAAAAAAAZw/NrAPy2n7Th4/s72-c/pic08213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-925437709548668633</id><published>2008-06-09T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T11:13:45.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SE1rxIqY-gI/AAAAAAAAAZo/dF5GqbNHkOY/s1600-h/moose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SE1rxIqY-gI/AAAAAAAAAZo/dF5GqbNHkOY/s400/moose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209938835820575234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheryl says this picture is her and I.  Now I never considered myself to be a moose and I certainly would not call Cheryl one... a bear maybe but not a moose.`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trips are over and we are both still recovering.  Cheryl's trek was a lot of fun, very wet, a little cool, and provided more than it's share of blistered feet.  Instead of the porta-potty she rode in the covered wagon and helped drive the horses.  Oh yeah, I can just see her driving a team of very large horses, especially knowing she is afraid of horses a little bit.  She did more than her share of walking which upset me greatly, although I didn't say much, because she enjoyed it so.  Prior to this trek the doctor had explicitly told her not to be walking due to her heart condition, but like most women she didn't listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip was quite enjoyable also.  I took students from three different high schools to Moscow, ID for an FFA convention.  (Pam is that very close to where you live?)  It rained all the time we were there and all the way back home.  The first day some of the kids went river rafting and the rapids were quite high which brought many a squeal both of delight and fear.  We were following in the bus and watching, plus being a little envious that I couldn't be out there with them.  The cost was $40.00 per person so not too many could come up with that kind of money.  We also visited Dworshak dam which was kind of interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive up was very tiring but the drive back was a killer.  The advisor's didn't want to stop for hardly anything and it is a solid 11 hour drive with some interesting hills, passes, winding roads and etc.  Whine, whine, whine.  Needless to say I was VERY tired when I got home that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read Pam's blog about childhood memories.  Loved it.  Tonight we are having a group of people over and that is what we are going to talk about so Pam couldn't have posted a better blog at a better time.  Some of my childhood memories are:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Fresh bread or rolls&lt;br /&gt;2.  Barnyard smells  (I don't know if that is a good memory though.:))&lt;br /&gt;3.  Water running in a creek bed nice and clear and tasty.&lt;br /&gt;4.  The smell of the horse, the creak of the saddle, the freshness of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Music.  Playing my trumpet in band, orchestra, pep band, dance band.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Shooting my old 22 rifle and becoming a pretty fair shot.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Riding or climbing in the mountains to see what I could see.&lt;br /&gt;8.  The smell of pine wood burning in a camp fire.&lt;br /&gt;9.  Laying out on the lawn at night and watching the stars.  Wondering if aliens were coming to get me.  (Invaders From Mars scared the by gollys out of me.)&lt;br /&gt;10. Thanksgiving when all the relatives from my father's side would gather for the meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, OK, enough of this prattle.  By the way Foam old bud, are those pictures on your blog self portraits or what?  MERCY WOMAN!!!  (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I liked them&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My driving days are through for a couple of months so maybe I can get some things done that have been neglected.  I kept hoping that lazy Cheryl would get out there and do my work but she didn't see it that way.  I'm just kidding about her being lazy.  We both know who the lazy one is in this household and it isn't her.  The cat and dog are both dead so they can't be blamed for anything.  That leaves just me.  Oh well, guess I'll go eat worms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-925437709548668633?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/925437709548668633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=925437709548668633' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/925437709548668633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/925437709548668633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/06/cheryl-says-this-picture-is-her-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SE1rxIqY-gI/AAAAAAAAAZo/dF5GqbNHkOY/s72-c/moose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-3540753927464363637</id><published>2008-05-28T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T08:16:45.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My goodness how time flies when you are having fun, er, even when you are not having fun.  I did not realize how long it has been since I last posted.  I have been in a funk lately about blogging or even being on the computer... I think it is called burn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been busy planting, cleaning, and visiting doctors.  Cheryl finally got to see the heart specialist and he is having her do all kinds of tests.  I went and had my DOT physical and passed with flying colors.  To make sure my blood pressure was down I doubled up on my medicines that morning.  I had the best reading I have had since I was born.  Of course the after effects of doing such a stunt was not all that pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I leave for a week long trip with the FFA students.  Should be interesting at the very least.  Cheryl is going on a trek with a group of youth.  They are walking in the back country pulling handcarts and there will be at least one covered wagon.  The doctor told her she is not to walk so she gets to drive and pull the porta-potty.  PEEEYEWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited your blog Foam, old buddy, and viewed the picture of a younger you.  I'll bet you were quite the little pistol when you were a teen and early 20's.  What am I saying, you probably still are quite the little pistol.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had something wise and wonderful to say but I can't think of anything.  Generally I can think of all sorts of humorous things but not today.  Good grief I hope I am not changing into a sober faced old man, that will never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really enjoyed driving this year.  Several kids come up and joke around, tell me some of their life doings and want to know if I am going to come and watch them perform.  That makes me feel good that they feel that way about me.  I received a very nice card from one of the advisor's I took to Boise thanking me for the wonderful trip.  All the kids signed the card too.  I have kids get on the bus and tell me they are sure glad I am the driver.  I asked one boy why and his answer was that I was fun.  Hmmmm, I wonder if art teachers get those kind of comments?  Yep, I  bet they do plus many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam, I love your pictures.  In fact I enjoy your blog period.  You have a neat way of writing, so does Foam and you both make me envious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got to see the new Indiana Jones movie.  I was surprised at how many did not like the movie 'cause Cheryl and I did.  Maybe we don't look for realism, just enjoyment.  Speaking of viewing things my NCIS ended in a strange way.  They sure have a way of perking your interest so you will watch next fall to see what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the bookstore the other day and was surprised at how many books there are right now about vampires.  What is the interest in vampires?  Speaking of which have you read the Twilight series?  They are pretty good in a chick flick sort of way.  I am currently reading the End of the World series and Chery is reading Indiana Jones adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-3540753927464363637?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/3540753927464363637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=3540753927464363637' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3540753927464363637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3540753927464363637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-goodness-how-time-flies-when-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-3176968631209954595</id><published>2008-05-16T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:28:02.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Belong in Fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatseasonareyouquiz/fall.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent, introspective, and quite expressive at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You appreciate the changes in color, climate, and mood that fall brings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're carving wacky pumpkins or taking long drives, autumn is a favorite time of year for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatseasonareyouquiz/"&gt;What Season Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came across this while reading LOWA's blog, &lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://muddledponderings.blogspot.com/" onclick="" rel="nofollow"&gt;Muddled Ponderings of a Canadian Trapped in the States&lt;/a&gt;  Try it.  It costs nothing and you might learn something.  Let me know which season you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela I just finished reading your blog and was going to comment but with so many comments I just felt this was a better place to do it.  If you want to read a humorous blog go to  &lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thedustwillwait.blogspot.com/" onclick="" rel="nofollow"&gt;THE DUST WILL WAIT&lt;/a&gt;  You will be glad you did 'cause Pam is a hoot.  She is a "Shorty" "Wayne Newton" type, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my pal, Foam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from spending two days at a regional track meet.  The first day the wind blew and blew and blew and it was not warm.  The second day was calm and very warm.  Hard to keep me pleased.  The kids did very well and it looks like I will be taking a bus load to Boise, ID for the state meet next week... and then the year ends for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric, my wife about had a fit when I showed her that rat at McDonald's.  Now I find myself looking up above any marquee to see what might be scurrying around.  I would take the deer over the rat any day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this just like a woman?  I have been gone for two days and Cheryl has missed me soooooooo much but what is she doing?  She is packing up and leaving to spend some time with our daughters.  Who is going to take care of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is something I picked up while reading a genealogy newsletter.  Thought all of you might enjoy it... I sure did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The Cup of Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of graduates, well established in their careers, were talking at a reunion and decided to go visit their old university professor, now retired. During their visit, the conversation turned to complaints about stress in their work and lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offering his guests hot chocolate, the professor went into the kitchen and returned with a large pot of hot chocolate and an assortment of cups - porcelain, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they all had a cup of hot chocolate in hand, the professor said: 'Notice that all the nice looking, expensive cups were taken, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cup that you're drinking from adds nothing to the quality of the hot chocolate. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What all of you really wanted was hot chocolate, not the cup; but you consciously went for the best cups... And then you began eyeing each other's cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now consider this: Life is the hot chocolate; your job, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain life. The cup you have does not define, nor change the quality of life you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the hot chocolate God has provided us. God makes the hot chocolate, man chooses the cups. The happiest people don't have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything that they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. And enjoy your hot chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  Have a nice day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-3176968631209954595?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/3176968631209954595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=3176968631209954595' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3176968631209954595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3176968631209954595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-belong-in-fall-intelligent.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-3284490264296010707</id><published>2008-05-13T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T07:05:48.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No picture.  I am too lazy.  Yesterday I planted (1) tomato plant and guess what?  It froze last night.  Just my luck.  We did manage to get some green onions and radishes though.  Today I am going for the carrots and beets.  It is probably funny to watch a couple of old duffers out there moaning and groaning with every move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One cannot help but feel sorry for those folks living in China and Myramarr ( or however it is spelled).  All those children buried under the rubble and who knows what shape they are in.  At least China is willing to receive help but that other place is run by a bunch of jerks.  How can you refuse aid of any kind just because you don't like a country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you read about the young lady who won the state track title for her school... all by herself.  What an accomplishment.  She must be an awesome athlete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to say so goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-3284490264296010707?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/3284490264296010707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=3284490264296010707' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3284490264296010707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3284490264296010707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-210793820949580667</id><published>2008-05-12T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T09:56:57.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SChtPtSmmrI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ibv58BC1Ogo/s1600-h/Hodge+Podge+2008+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SChtPtSmmrI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ibv58BC1Ogo/s400/Hodge+Podge+2008+187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199525886422325938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of my friend, Chubby.  He lives in our apple tree and we have developed quite a relationship.  He still will not eat out of my hand but is coming closer all the time.  He, and his friends, provide me with a lot of merriment just watching them carry on.  He doesn't have quite as good a relationship with Cheryl and I think it is because she has too many quick movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Pamela for the information on the birds.  I looked up Lazuli Buntings and learned a lot about them.  It seems they are on a migratory route headed for your neck of the woods and Canada.  Two days after taking the picture they all disappeared so I guess they are winging it further north.  However, yesterday there appeared a bunch more with a lot more females this time.  Maybe they went and got their wives and told them where some good food is.  The white crested sparrows have not been seen at all lately so I guess they have left us for the season.  Cheryl thinks I am becoming a "very" old man because I am enjoying watching them so much.  She seems to think only "old" people do things like that.  Hmmmm, I will give her a cuff to the ear for you since you don't appear to fit that category either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, my North Carolina buddy, how are you doing?  How is the boy progressing?  You sound as if you are in a depression and need some good lively activity to pep you up.  What could that be?  No, sex is not the answer to everything although I do tell Cheryl that.:))  Fishing, that is what you need to do.  Great therapy.  Who cares whether or not you catch anything.  Go horse back riding.  Buy a motorcycle and ride, baby, ride.  If money was not so tight I would have a Harley or a Goldwing out in the garage right now.  Cheryl and I loved it when I had my bike in California.  I just hope you get back to feeling like your mischievous self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice it was good to hear from you.  I thought maybe you had been caught in one of those Canadian blizzards.  Hey a Mom is  a Mom.  There are no set rules on Mom to whom or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been suffering from depression lately and so has Cheryl.  She thinks hers is caused by all the things she has to do before school ends and mine is caused because school IS ending.  I love my job and for 2 1/2 months there will not be anything for me to drive.  Cheryl has some kind of surprise for me in July and won't tell me what it is.  I wanted to drive for a charter bus company but she told me no, not this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of you had a nice Mother's Day.  I didn't give Cheryl anything but the pleasure of my company all day.  I even let her fix my meals so she would feel needed.  I keep telling her that I don't need a special day to tell her how much I love her and appreciate her; every day is that way.  If I want to get her a gift I am not going to wait until some special day comes around.  Heck I bought her a shovel, hoe and other garden materials.  I bought her a new fishing pole.  I really splurged and got her a wheat grinder, electric, so she can make her own flour without using a hand grinder.  (We are trying to make flour out of wheat to see how it works.)  Now how much more loving can a man get.  I even took that picture of me standing by my bus so she would not forget me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got  to go outside and try to plant the garden.  If that does not work then I have a garage to clean.  If that does not appeal to me I have a tomato plant I want to put in a hanging upside down container so I can see how that works.  I have shelves to put in downstairs.  I have so many projects to do that I think I will wait until Cheryl comes home to see which ones she does.  I think it is time for a nap.  Just thinking of projects has made me tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I forgot, welcome to Eric who has been reading my jibberish all the way from Sweden.  I think blogging is so neat 'cause you get people from all over the world let alone the United States. I would love to visit Sweden and Norway especially.  What pictures I have seen they look like beautiful countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a group of children to Ogden, UT last Saturday so they could attend a Medieval Faire.  They had a lot of fun and I saw some of the strangest costumes.  Pixies, fairies, belly dancers (ohhhhhh yeahhhhhhh), men dressed as counts or something, ladies dressed as whatever they call the upper crust.  It was interesting and in one case embarrassing.  A lady came walking by the bus and she had the largest breasts that I have ever seen in my life.  I apologize ladies but this woman could make a cow jealous with just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; of her breasts.  She would make Dolly Parton look like she had 24 watt bulbs.  On top of all that she had on a thin, and I do mean thin, blouse that was straining mightily to hold everything in and not doing a very good job of it.  Mercy!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough Tim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for today.  Hope all is well and behaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-210793820949580667?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/210793820949580667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=210793820949580667' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/210793820949580667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/210793820949580667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-picture-of-my-friend-chubby.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SChtPtSmmrI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ibv58BC1Ogo/s72-c/Hodge+Podge+2008+187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-1936216798731936017</id><published>2008-05-07T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T12:36:17.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A real short one today.  I am very tired and don't know why so I am heading to the next room for a nap.  Just wanted to wish one and all a very happy mother's day.  Pardon my religious references but mother's are very special people.  You have such tremendous responsibilities placed on your shoulders to raise, love and nurture.  My mother died when I was six months old and much of that love and nurturing I missed out on.  I have a very special place in my heart for a mother who has that special relationship with her children.  God knew what He was doing when He created mothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day and have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-1936216798731936017?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/1936216798731936017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=1936216798731936017' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1936216798731936017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1936216798731936017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/05/real-short-one-today.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-4209079736333829022</id><published>2008-05-04T14:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T14:58:45.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No picture today since my time is somewhat limited.  I thought of a couple of things last night and wanted to post them before I forgot what they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First:  I watched Moonlight and of course enjoyed it immensely.  Each night Cheryl and I kneel for prayers and after we are finished we kiss each other, tell each other we love Tim, then plant a kiss on the neck.  After Moonlight we went through our evening ritual but I really clamped down on Cheryl's neck.  Unlike the women in the movies she starts giggling and laughing when I am trying to be a serious vampire.  Kind of takes all the fun out of it for me.  Of course there is the problem of me having no teeth.  All my teeth were pulled the day after I graduated from high school and all I can do on her neck is gum it good and proper.  Makes for a great hicky though.  So you can see why I get frustrated with her laughing at me.  (I sure hope she does not read this 'cause then I am in real trouble.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second:  For my friend Foam.  I never did get the email.  If you wish to send it again I would appreciate it.  Part of the problem is me.  After getting so many spam mails over the years if I don't recognize who it is I just delete it.  I think that is what happened.  I didn't recognize your email address.  Too many women wanting to enlarge something.  Darned if I know what they want to enlarge but they sure seem anxious to help me out.  Then there are the ones who want to help me meet my perfect mate.  What the heck do they know?  I have my perfect mate.  Last, but not least, are the ones who are going to make me rich overnight without me having to do a blasted thing.  Yeah, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friend I apologize and I still would like to know the answer to my question.  Thanks to you, Pam, and the Barn Goddess for sending me information on how to improve my header.  By the way Barn Goddess, (if you read my blog again), how about some more blogs?  Anyone who likes  horses, hunting, hmmmm, I forget what else you had down, has to be OK in my book.  I won't hold it against you for being an OKY.  It seems like you said you were originally from Michigan.  What town?  I lived in Michigan for just about two years, mostly in Ann Arbor and Alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have rambled on enough for today.  Been thinking of changing my blog name, got any good suggestions?  I just thought of Tim's BS Corner.  How about Life Around the Old Blarney Stone?  Hmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-4209079736333829022?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/4209079736333829022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=4209079736333829022' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4209079736333829022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4209079736333829022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-picture-today-since-my-time-is.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-8353295589445732008</id><published>2008-05-01T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T07:18:43.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK, a question.  How do you guys put those neat looking pictures and etc on your blogs at the top of them?  Pam is a great one and there are others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam, I enjoyed your video of your backyard.  We used to have lots of trees and stuff in our yard but poor Cheryl married a man who worked in the woods cutting down trees and when he bought himself a new chainsaw he just had to see how well it worked.  Now we have less trees and bushes and lots of tears from the female faction of the home.  Of course she could not see that many of the trees and bushes had been unattended in years and needed to be removed.  Oh no, they were supposed to last until the end of time.  Our apple tree remains because the squirrels have a home in it.  They can run up and down "inside" the trunk almost the entire length of the tree.  One limb is hanging by a thread but I can't cut it off, oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit when I got my new chainsaw I felt like the "new" chainsaw massacrer.  (No, I can't spell either.)  I would see a tree and give my manical laugh as I revved up the motor.  Bwahahahahaha.  They didn't stand a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll, I woke up this morning and what did I see?  Snowballs forming on the lawn in front of me.  Spring had brought me such a nice surprise.  Snowballs forming right before my eyes.  Yep, it is snowing............................. again.  My run got canceled yesterday due to snow and it looks like the same thing will happen today.  I don't mind but this woman I am married to seems to find all sorts of things for me to do.  Personally I think I should be allowed to lie down and conserve my strength but she doesn't think I need any.  I would say "beauty rest" but we all know whatever beauty there was left a long time ago and now I am an ugly old toad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read in the news today that a model made 35 million dollars last year.  Heck, Foam could do that in her sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like there was something else that I was going to comment on but cannot think of what it was so will close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-8353295589445732008?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/8353295589445732008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=8353295589445732008' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8353295589445732008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8353295589445732008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok-question.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-4925809220512248176</id><published>2008-04-30T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T07:26:13.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SBh8bXJbAaI/AAAAAAAAAZY/uXF5rgC54Cg/s1600-h/Gas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SBh8bXJbAaI/AAAAAAAAAZY/uXF5rgC54Cg/s400/Gas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195038979683713442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of refunds.  Has anyone received this supposed money from the government that is going to stimulate the economy?  Our country is in such a big mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my wife a big poop this morning and she really is.  She wants $500 by the end of May so she can pay for a birthday present she is getting me.  I am not one who wants or likes big fancy things or to have someone spend a lot of money on me.  I would rather spend the same amount doing something for the two of us.  Oh well, guess I will have to just enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many watch American Idol.  I don't watch it at all but today's news caught my eye.  Apparently none of the contestants did very well with Neil Diamond songs.  I don't know why people don't like Neil Diamond's music 'cause I thought some of his songs were quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to watch Dancing With The Stars but when some contestants were kicked off while others who could not dance any better than I were left on, it was time to change the channel.  I now have only three programs that I like to watch; Ghost Whisperer, Moonlight, and NCIS.  Ghost Whisperer is getting too redundant, Moonlight... the woman is a hotty, and NCIS I just like the interaction the writers have created, plus the women are hotties.  (This hotty thing seems to be very important.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, my friend and relative in Iowa sent me this thing about "what is my tree."  I am going to include it today (if I can) so you can see what your tree is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Find your birthday and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;"&gt; then find your tree. This is cool and somewhat accurate. Then send it to your friends, including the one that sent it to you, so they can find out what tree you fell from, but &lt;u&gt;do not forget to change the subject line to your tree&lt;/u&gt;. Find your tree below and see how accurate it is...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;table style="border-collapse: collapse;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: windowtext windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Dec 23 to Jan 01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: windowtext windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Apple Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Jan 01 to Jan 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Fir Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Jan 12 to Jan 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Elm Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Jan 25 to Feb 03&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Cypress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Feb 04 to Feb 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Poplar Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Feb 09 to Feb 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Cedar Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Feb 19 to Feb 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Pine Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Mar 01 to Mar 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Weeping Willow Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Mar 11 to Mar 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Lime Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Mar 21 (only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Oak Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Mar 22 to Mar 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Hazelnut Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Apr 01 to Apr 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Rowan Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Apr 11 to Apr 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Maple Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Apr 21 to Apr 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Walnut Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;May 01 to May 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Poplar Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;May 15 to May 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Chestnut Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;May 25 to Jun 03&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Ash Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Jun 04 to Jun 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Hornbeam Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Jun 14 to Jun 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Fig Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 0in 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Jun 24 (only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Birch Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Jun 25 to Jul 04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Apple Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Jul 05 to Jul 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Fir Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Jul 15 to Jul 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Elm Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Jul 26 to Aug 04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Cypress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt; Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Aug 05 to Aug 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Poplar Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Aug 14 to Aug 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Cedar Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Aug 24 to Sep 01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Pine Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Sep 02 to Sep 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Weeping Willow Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Sep 13 to Sep 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Lime Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 0in 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Sep 23 (only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Olive Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Sep 24 to Oct 03&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Hazelnut Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Oct 04 to Oct 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Rowan Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 0in 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Oct 14 to Oct 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Maple Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Oct 24 to Nov 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Walnut Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Nov 12 to Nov 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Chestnut Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Nov 22 to Dec 01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Ash Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Dec 02 to Dec 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Hornbeam Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Dec 12 to Dec 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Fig Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 125.6pt;" valign="top" width="167"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Dec 22 (only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.75in;" valign="top" width="168"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Beech Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;TREES (in alphabetical order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Apple Tree (Love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; -- quiet and shy at times, lots of charm, appeal, And attraction, pleasant attitude, flirtatious smile, adventurous, sensitive, loyal in love, wants to love and be loved, faithful and tender partner, very generous, many talents, loves children, needs affectionate partner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Ash Tree (Ambition)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; -- extremely attractive, vivacious, impulsive, demanding, does not care for criticism, ambitious, intelligent, talented, likes to play with fate, can be very egotistic, reliable, restless lover, sometimes money rules over the heart, demands attention, needs love and much emotional support. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Beech Tree (Creative)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; -- has good taste, concerned about its looks, materialistic, good organization of life and career, economical, good leader, takes no unnecessary risks, reasonable, splendid lifetime companion, keen on keeping fit (diets, sports, etc.). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Birch Tree (Inspiration)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;-- vivacious, attractive, elegant, friendly, unpretentious, modest, does not like anything in excess, abhors the vulgar, loves life in nature and in calm, not very passionate, full of imagination, little ambition, creates a calm and content atmosphere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Cedar Tree (Confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;) -- of rare strength, knows how to adapt, Likes unexpected presents, of good health, not in the least shy, tends to look down on others, self-confident, a great speaker, determined, often impatient, likes to impress others, has many talents, industrious, healthy optimism, waits for the one true love, able to make quick decisions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Chestnut Tree (Honesty)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;-- of unusual stature, impressive, well-developed sense of justice, fun to be around, a planner, born diplomat, can be irritated easily, sensitive of others feelings, hard worker, sometimes acts superior, feels not understood at times, fiercely family oriented, very loyal in love, physically fit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Cypress Tree (Faithfulness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;-- strong, muscular, adaptable, takes What life has to give but doesn't necessarily like it, strives to be content, optimistic, wants to be financially in dependent, wants love and affection, hates loneliness, passionate lover which cannot be satisfied, faithful, quick-tempered at times, can be unruly and careless, loves to gain knowledge, needs to be needed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Elm Tree (Noble-mindedness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;) -- pleasant shape, tasteful clothes, modest demands, tends not to forgive mistakes, cheerful, likes to lead but not to obey, honest and faithful partner, likes making decisions for others, noble-minded, generous, good sense of humor, practical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Fig Tree (Sensibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; ) -- very strong minded, a bit self-willed, honest, loyal, independent, hates contradiction or arguments, hard worker when wants to be, loves life and friends, enjoys children and animals, sexually oriented, great sense of humor, has artistic talent and great intelligence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Fir tree (Mysterious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; ) -- extraordinary taste, handles stress well, loves anything beautiful, stubborn, tends to care for those close to them, hard to trust others, yet a social butterfly, likes idleness and laziness after long demanding hours at work, rather modest, talented, unselfish, many friends, very reliable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Hazelnut Tree (Extraordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;) -- charming, sense of humor, very demanding but can also be very understanding, knows how to make a lasting impression, active fighter for social causes and politics, popular, quite moody, sexually oriented, honest, a perfectionist, has a precise sense of judgment and expects complete fairness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Hornbeam Tree (Good Taste)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;-- of cool beauty, cares for its looks and condition, good taste, is not egoistic, makes life as comfortable as possible, leads a reasonable and disciplined life, looks for kindness and acknowledgment in an emotional partner, dreams of unusual lovers, is seldom happy with its feelings, mistrusts most people, is never sure of its decisions, very conscientious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Lime Tree (Doubt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; - intelligent, hard working, accepts what life dishes out, but not before trying to change bad circumstances into good ones, hates fighting and stress, enjoys getaway vacations, may appear tough, but is actually soft and relenting, always willing to make sacrifices for family and friends, has many talents but not always enough time to use them, great leadership qualities, is jealous at times but extremely loyal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Maple Tree (Independence of Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;) -- no ordinary person, full of imagination and originality, shy and reserved, ambitious, proud, self-confident, hungers for new experiences, sometimes nervous, has many complexities, good memory, learns easily, complicated love life, wants to impress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Oak Tree (Brave)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;-- robust nature, courageous, strong, unrelenting, independent, sensible, does not like change, keeps its feet on the ground, person of action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Olive Tree (Wisdom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; -- loves sun, warmth and kind feelings, reasonable, balanced, avoids aggression and violence, tolerant, cheerful, calm, well-developed sense of justice, sensitive, empathetic, free of jealousy, loves to read and the company of sophisticated people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Pine Tree (Peacemaker)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;-- loves agreeable company, craves peace and harmony, loves to help others, active imagination, likes to write poetry, not fashion conscious, great compassion, friendly to all, falls strongly in love but will leave if betrayed or lied to, emotionally soft, low self-esteem, needs affection and reassurance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Poplar Tree (Uncertainty)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;-- looks very decorative, talented, not very self-confident, extremely courageous if necessary, needs goodwill and pleasant surroundings, very choosy , often lonely, great animosity, great artistic nature, good organizer, tends to lean toward philosophy, reliable in any situation, takes partnership seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Rowan Tree (Sensitivity)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;-- full of charm, cheerful, gifted without egoism, likes to draw attention, loves life, motion, unrest, and even complications, is both dependent and independent, good taste, artistic, passionate, emotional, good company, does not forgive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Walnut Tree (Passion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; -- unrelenting, strange and full of contrasts, often egotistic, aggressive, noble, broad horizon, unexpected reactions, spontaneous, unlimited ambition, no flexibility, difficult and uncommon partner, not always liked but often admired, ingenious strategist, very jealous and passionate, no compromise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;Weeping Willow (Melancholy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: black;"&gt;- likes to be stress free, loves family life, full of hopes and dreams, attractive, very empathetic, loves anything beautiful, musically inclined, loves to travel to exotic places, restless, capricious, honest, can be influenced but is not easy to live with when pressured, sometimes demanding, good intuition, suffers in love until they find that one loyal, steadfast partner; loves to make others laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; My tree was a fir tree.  Yep, I "AM" mysterious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Guess I will close now.  My runs start up today and am busy the rest of the week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-4925809220512248176?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/4925809220512248176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=4925809220512248176' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4925809220512248176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4925809220512248176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/04/speaking-of-refunds.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SBh8bXJbAaI/AAAAAAAAAZY/uXF5rgC54Cg/s72-c/Gas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-1455982557929114728</id><published>2008-04-29T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T07:04:29.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SBcnc3JbAZI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/85Cop1nc9iM/s1600-h/dachsunds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SBcnc3JbAZI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/85Cop1nc9iM/s400/dachsunds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194664071988445586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture because it reminds me of my daughter's two dogs, Major and Ruby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to post a comment today about some of the news items I have viewed.  Shell announced that it has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; made a 25% profit from petroleum sales.  Isn't that terrible, only 25%.  And to think they buy most of their oil from OPEC... this is just shocking news.  How will they maintain their lifestyle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another little tidbit concerning gasoline.  A ranking official announced that there is no gas shortage... well, duh.  That news alone should raise the price another 25 cents per gallon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sickening video I viewed on the Internet news the other day.  A man took his "TWO" year old child and was forcing it to smoke pot.  To further show off his intelligence he had it videotaped, then pawned the video player for money but forgot to take the tape out.  The pawn shop owner found it, called the authorities and voila, someone is in jail for giving pot to a minor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not had time to check too many blogs lately.  The snow has quit for a couple of days and it is time to plant so everything can freeze.  Got the garden spot rototilled yesterday, today is fixing water pipes and pruning the apple tree......................................... maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sick, again, for about a week or better.  Seems like any cold or virus comes around good old Tim has to catch it.  The problem is that when I do catch it I get it worse than most people.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foam, how is that child doing?  Yes, I would like to know what the medical problem is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.  Here is the question of the day posed by my wife Cheryl.  In ballet if a female is called a ballerina, what is the male called?  (I won't tell you what I thought it was but he smiles a lot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for today now that I have you asleep at your computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-1455982557929114728?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/1455982557929114728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=1455982557929114728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1455982557929114728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1455982557929114728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-this-picture-because-it-reminds.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SBcnc3JbAZI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/85Cop1nc9iM/s72-c/dachsunds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-2810185681608773626</id><published>2008-04-26T08:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T08:03:16.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quickie today.  I read Pam's post and took one of those quizzes to see how romantic I was and this was the answer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="results_text"&gt;You're a hopeless romantic. You require ample doses of warmth and sentiment. You embroider your fantasies; they titillate you and lift you out of the ordinary. You're the cockeyed optimist of song, a dreamy, maybe impractical idealist, the willing victim of infatuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-2810185681608773626?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/2810185681608773626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=2810185681608773626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2810185681608773626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2810185681608773626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-quickie-today.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-8882151916448159215</id><published>2008-04-25T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T13:35:15.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SBI-K3JbAYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/M1UqCNg5DfY/s1600-h/Gas+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SBI-K3JbAYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/M1UqCNg5DfY/s400/Gas+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193281676634685826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone sent me this picture and the way things are going I thought it appropriate to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a spring we are having.  Every day it seems we have a snowstorm of sorts and if it does not snow then we have winds that are very bad.  I sure will be glad when the political arena settles down so the winds will at least calm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a group to Boise the other week and hit winds of 60 mph according to the radio.  We didn't have snowstorms but we sure had very bad dust storms.  A couple of times I seriously thought I was going to lose the bus from being blown off the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl is doing fine.  We are still waiting to see a heart specialist and in the mean time the doctors are trying medicines to help her.  She will not listen to me about slowing down a bit and it worries me but what can I do?  She is a big girl and I cannot be around her all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only three more weeks of school and then I am not sure what I am going to do.  I wanted to get a summer job driving charter bus but Cheryl doesn't want me to.  I guess I will have to force myself to do more fishing.  I have wanted to fish this spring but not with the snow and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure miss my bud Foam.  Heck I miss all my blogging buds and I thank you for your comments about Cheryl.  Pam you put some of the most beautiful photos on line.  I never think to carry a camera with me and I have seen some very good chances for pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all the kids are doing fine.  When we don't hear from them that means they are ok or into mischief.  (wonder why the spell checker tells me that ok or okay is misspelled?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for today.  Nothing exciting in our lives here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-8882151916448159215?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/8882151916448159215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=8882151916448159215' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8882151916448159215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8882151916448159215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/04/someone-sent-me-this-picture-and-way.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SBI-K3JbAYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/M1UqCNg5DfY/s72-c/Gas+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-3431505853250033387</id><published>2008-04-14T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:20:54.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SAOcTphL9zI/AAAAAAAAAZA/RwLyV8r8cu8/s1600-h/Hodge+Podge+2008+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SAOcTphL9zI/AAAAAAAAAZA/RwLyV8r8cu8/s400/Hodge+Podge+2008+142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189163057037440818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now how can I not love someone as crazy as this?  My wife and her Red Hat Society.  Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My post today is for someone I know as "Diana" who lives back East.  In your blog you have mentioned that one of your children is ill and I couldn't help but think this has been a long time for an illness to remain.  What exactly is wrong?  Do you have anyone coming over to help you and to look after him while you are gone?  Don't try to be too stubborn and not get help if you need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Cheryl.  She is doing much better.  We go see our own doctor this Friday and that starts the procedure of getting her to a heart specialist.  She still gets tired easily and we have to keep a close watch on her heart rate but it only seems to jump when "I" come around.  Now is that true love or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is going to be busy.  I leave in a couple of hours for an overnighter in Boise, ID and then there will be runs every day with band, orchestra, baseball and track.  It is a definite sign that school is coming to an end for this year.  Then I will be crying because I don't have anything to do and Cheryl will have her "honey do" list a mile long.  Oh woooo is me.  (Okay, so I don't know how to spell whoa, whoah, wooa, and the list goes on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Foam's blog about a whole s___load of people coming to visit.  That is the price you pay for being so darned popular.  In my case we had some friends from California stop by our house a few years ago and they have never been back since.  I think some of the anonymous phone calls we receive might be them checking to see if we are home.  "Whew", they say, "It's a good thing we called or we would have been caught stopping.  Keep driving honey!"  (Just kidding Kay and Jon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew this crazy weather would do just what it is doing.  Two inches of snow last Friday morning and now it is very warm.  Go figure.  The baseball boys didn't know how to play in warm weather and got beat badly.  There wasn't even a wind to make the curve balls really curve.  There was enough breeze to stir the dust and make the umpires miss a few calls on our team though.  I don't understand why the opposing team  doesn't get those kind of calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to quit.  Diana if you don't want to answer via the blog just email me about your boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-3431505853250033387?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/3431505853250033387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=3431505853250033387' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3431505853250033387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3431505853250033387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/04/now-how-can-i-not-love-someone-as-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SAOcTphL9zI/AAAAAAAAAZA/RwLyV8r8cu8/s72-c/Hodge+Podge+2008+142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-7208048301449544723</id><published>2008-04-10T08:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T08:48:24.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R_40IebAMvI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Awu9d-8EtQo/s1600-h/Hodge+Podge+2008+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R_40IebAMvI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Awu9d-8EtQo/s400/Hodge+Podge+2008+146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187641140987310834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes Foam, my  smarty pants friend, the shamrock pj's do exist and I am proud of them so there.  PHHHHTTTTT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all for your kind thoughts concerning Cheryl.  She is home now and feeling much better but it definitely was a wake up call.  She is extremely tired, rightfully so, and my daughter and I are clamping down on her activities for a few days.  I have a couple of runs, one of them is an overnighter, so my daughter is coming to stay with Mom.  Okay, enough about the crazy old woman I am married to.  I want to talk about me, me, ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was a short conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela, wherever did you get the idea that you were not good looking?  You are not only good looking but sophisticated, a genius, intellectual beyond words, and that is not bad for a person who answers to "Shorty".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy, it is so good to hear from you again.  How are things down in the great state of Colorado?  Have I ever told you that we used to live in Greeley, CO?  Lovely place if you like smelling cow feed yards with every breath you take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching the movie with Will Smith about the guy who became a stock broker.  While the ending was superb, I found the movie depressing due to all the things that happened to that poor man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of this boring blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-7208048301449544723?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/7208048301449544723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=7208048301449544723' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7208048301449544723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7208048301449544723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/04/yes-foam-my-sparty-pants-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R_40IebAMvI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Awu9d-8EtQo/s72-c/Hodge+Podge+2008+146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-596693442971734042</id><published>2008-04-09T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T13:37:48.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No pictures today, just information.  I know several people read my blog so they can keep up with Cheryl and I so here is some new information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Cheryl had, what we thought was, a heart attack.  I have never seen her look so bad in my life so off to the emergency room we rushed.  They were waiting for us and immediately wheeled her into the room and started performing all kinds of tests.  Come to find out her heart rate in the atrium was around 200 and the heart rate in the (I think it is called the ventricle) was around 50.  Needless to say she had no blood moving, no oxygen coming to the body and things were kind of scary.  He was afraid more of stroke or clots than an actual heart stoppage.  They pumped different drugs into her to slow down the atrial rate but it took all night to finally get it down to 80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is home now and doing much better.  I think this was kind of a wake up call for her to realize she is no spring chicken (or even a German one) and that she cannot be doing things like she used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was our excitement for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-596693442971734042?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/596693442971734042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=596693442971734042' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/596693442971734042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/596693442971734042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-pictures-today-just-information.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-2165031959921731711</id><published>2008-04-08T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T07:27:21.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R_t7JZOteJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ccP5v1FYMdE/s1600-h/Hodge+Podge+2008+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R_t7JZOteJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ccP5v1FYMdE/s400/Hodge+Podge+2008+165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186874797168883858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, this is me with my beasty.  We have had a lot of fun over the past two years.  Guess I will post some more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R_t7upOteKI/AAAAAAAAAYY/_lgtgBZNgBg/s1600-h/Hodge+Podge+2008+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R_t7upOteKI/AAAAAAAAAYY/_lgtgBZNgBg/s320/Hodge+Podge+2008+175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186875437119010978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is old like me but still has some kick to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Grandpa's, better known as Papa, little dancer.  She will be two this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R_t8SpOteLI/AAAAAAAAAYg/2dcf2a9F9L0/s1600-h/Hodge+Podge+2008+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R_t8SpOteLI/AAAAAAAAAYg/2dcf2a9F9L0/s200/Hodge+Podge+2008+178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186876055594301618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R_t9FJOteMI/AAAAAAAAAYo/vh7Ss-MKpXg/s1600-h/Hodge+Podge+2008+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R_t9FJOteMI/AAAAAAAAAYo/vh7Ss-MKpXg/s200/Hodge+Podge+2008+182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186876923177695426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I get a kick out the mothers in this picture, including my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I might have jumped the gun about quitting blogging.  It DOES get in your blood but breaks are necessary for me so who knows what will come later.  Thanks for the comments though.  It is interesting how you gain friends even though we have never met.  I often worry about some of my comments and how they might be misconstrued.  There are so many wierdo's out there in cyberland that make people nervous.  I want you all to rest assured that even though I might make comments about how good looking you are or something of that nature, I am totally harmless.  My wife often kids me that if some lady took me serious and made an advance of her own that I would run like a spooked animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we go to sign papers for our house refinancing.  I will be so glad when it is all done and I know where we stand for a while.  The company that was carrying the contract raised the interest to 9.25% and that is just plumb rediculous in these times.  You would think that their goal is to repossess houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is clear and beautiful but cold.  Spring is going to come here some day.  Probably do like it did in California a few times, go from cold to very hot.  I can't believe that I just swore on the blog.  I said........................... shudder............................. California.  Blech, aaagghhh, cough, choke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ought to be enough for today.  Maybe one more picture that features the shamrock pajama bottoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R_t_w5OteNI/AAAAAAAAAYw/_xLAaEPw3xA/s1600-h/Hodge+Podge+2008+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R_t_w5OteNI/AAAAAAAAAYw/_xLAaEPw3xA/s200/Hodge+Podge+2008+176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186879873820227794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I even wear them outside.  It keeps the neighbors, dogs, kids, flies and mosquitoes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-2165031959921731711?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/2165031959921731711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=2165031959921731711' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2165031959921731711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2165031959921731711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/04/yep-this-is-me-with-my-beasty.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R_t7JZOteJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ccP5v1FYMdE/s72-c/Hodge+Podge+2008+165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-932248047751476256</id><published>2008-04-06T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T15:42:05.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I just finished watching the LDS conference and was impressed with the advice given to young mothers to stop, smell the roses, and enjoy your family.  As the speaker mentioned, sometimes we get too involved with extracurricular activities that takes us away from each other.  Not all are that important... are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness I am beginning to think that we are having one of those springs that will continue giving us snow up to the 4th of July.  Wouldn't be the first time but it has been a while.  The forecast is for snow all week.  How much snow is yet to be seen, but never the less it is cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the girl's softball team on an overnighter where they played four games in two days.  It was soooooooo cold and the wind blew soooooooo hard that it took all enjoyment out of playing and watching.  Cheryl went with me on this trip and all she did was read her book all the time.  Boring.  Next time I am taking my girlfriend... her name is Cheryl too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking of giving up blogging.  I can't seem to think of anything interesting to talk about and lately I haven't even been getting any good pictures.  I did receive a picture of a rattlesnake that had swallowed four golfballs but since I am afraid of snakes I didn't want to keep the picture.  Now I am not sure I want to try golf either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-932248047751476256?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/932248047751476256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=932248047751476256' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/932248047751476256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/932248047751476256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-i-just-finished-watching-lds.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-2048442087750904551</id><published>2008-04-01T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T08:01:05.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am sitting here in Provo, UT using my son in laws computer which is an I-Mac and I am having issues with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up yesterday and what did I see?  Snowballs dropping from the apricot tree.  Spring had brought such a nice surprise.  Snowballs dropping right before my eyes.  Yep, we received 3-4 inches of new snow.  The roads were full of ice which made driving about 40 mph and yet that woman of mine insisted she was still going to Utah.  I would have worried myself sick so I decided to come along with her although there is absolutely nothing for me to do.  Oh, the sad life I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foam I detected a hint of grumpiness from your blog lately.  Hope the smile fairy has visited your home again.  Can't have an unhappy Foam.  As I tell Cheryl, go take some happy pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam, thanks for the hawk picture.  It was the very one you had mentioned and now I am watching.  I liked the picture so much that I am using it for my screen background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the baseball team for a trip to Burley, ID last Saturday.  When they got off the bus the temperature was 20 degrees with a wind blowing about 25-30 mph.  I figured the wind chill factor had to be about zero degrees.  I got so cold just watching them that I forced myself back onto the bus with the heater running.  It was a tough job but someone had to do it.  The big sissy's only played one game of a double header and called the other one due to cold.  Sheesh, kids are just not tough these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am earning the name of deerslayer at my work.  I hit another one with my pickup the other morning.  When there are about 1000 of them all over the road it is hard to see all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really like to think of something clever or funny to share but this old brain has gone.  Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-2048442087750904551?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/2048442087750904551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=2048442087750904551' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2048442087750904551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/2048442087750904551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-sitting-here-in-provo-ut-using-my.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-3086744377541387102</id><published>2008-03-27T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T08:08:32.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope this works okay.  I found an old video of Cheryl and I dancing.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-29ea4a990d0fd102" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D29ea4a990d0fd102%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330319685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CAC834D8D952FC2D3461A1D9F75D2FC457E0156.1128C3C62FFE63C31794D5479D65F3B609FC6DC8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D29ea4a990d0fd102%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DF_reezngvOSBlICC_Y0fQ7V_Mv0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D29ea4a990d0fd102%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330319685%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CAC834D8D952FC2D3461A1D9F75D2FC457E0156.1128C3C62FFE63C31794D5479D65F3B609FC6DC8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D29ea4a990d0fd102%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DF_reezngvOSBlICC_Y0fQ7V_Mv0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really didn't think it was me did you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-3086744377541387102?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=29ea4a990d0fd102&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/3086744377541387102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=3086744377541387102' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3086744377541387102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3086744377541387102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hope-this-works-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-7606891686539073874</id><published>2008-03-27T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T07:14:11.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Goofing Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.criticsrant.com/bb/reading_level.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="border: none;" src="http://www.criticsrant.com/bb/readinglevel/img/elementary_school.jpg" alt="blog readability test" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.criticsrant.com"&gt;Movie Reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to post the picture that said what my blog reading level was.  Pam said hers was a genius but mine was only grade school level.  Sounds about right.  I am trying to learn how all of you do some of the things you do but so far no luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  Hey I did it.  Now I can graduate to third grade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-7606891686539073874?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/7606891686539073874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=7606891686539073874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7606891686539073874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7606891686539073874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-goofing-around.html' title='Just Goofing Around'/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-4723263520006305720</id><published>2008-03-26T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T07:52:59.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R-pc_JOteII/AAAAAAAAAXo/T5HaXoly8yY/s1600-h/Gas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R-pc_JOteII/AAAAAAAAAXo/T5HaXoly8yY/s400/Gas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182056561122310274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't this the gospel truth.  Why speculators are allowed to run wild with prices on commodities is something I just don't understand.  I guess that is why they are rich and sap's like me are poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can truthfully say I just finished the bus run from Hell.  The kids were great, the roads were great, Cheryl was with me and that was great so why do I say it was the run from Hell?  I had two leaders with me, one for the cheer squad and one for the dance group and they fought like cats all the time.  I felt like I had been scratched, bitten, kicked and all the other things cats do when they fight.  Next time I am wearing a black and white striped shirt since I am the designated referee.  I told Cheryl that this year was a learning experience and next year I will be a harda-s.  I was so glad when the last person departed from the bus and I could go home.  Now my boss is in the middle of a battle with the school hierarchy over the run.  Good luck boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my whimpering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was everyone's Easter?  Cheryl and I were so tired that we slept most of it after we returned home from church.  Our daughter, Katherine, was here from Nevada and that was a pleasant visit.  The weather did it's usual Easter thing in raining, snowing, sunshine and now we have fog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am the only one who had not heard that song "I Just Don't Look Good Naked Anymore."  I had never heard of the performer but Pamela, that elderly lady in Washington, said she knew of him when she was 10, I think.  Mercy, does that tell ones age or what.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize to everyone for not making comments on their blogs.  Time has been a precious commodity lately and I just have not taken the time to write.  I do read them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I killed another (*&amp;amp;^%$#@!!! deer the other day.  The things are all over the highways here.  I had just left our home, in my pickup, and was going about 55 mph when out of the barrow ditch it came on a dead run.  I hit the brakes but still got it with my right side.  Now I have a headlight to purchase and fix.  Could have been worse I guess.  I sure will be glad when they decide to go back into the hills for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do any of you ever get blog writers blackout?  At times I can remember what I would like to write about but when the time comes to actually write I have forgotten everything.  Boring... I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I will close.  Thanks to all who make comments on my blog.  I feel like my day is not complete when I don't hear from some of you.  Interesting how friendships develop without even seeing one another.  Pam would you send me a picture of that hawk you mentioned a while back.  I want to look for it here.  (Bet you don't remember what I am talking about.)  Sw--? Hawk or something like that.  Foam, my bud, how are you getting along with all those kids now?  Just think, summer is coming up real soon and it will be beach time or camping time with your favorite drink and your feet propped up.  Alice and Lowa all I can say to the both of you is, "I Am Truly Sorry.", that you are from Canada and lead a sheltered life.  By the way LOWA, I thought I had made a comment about your hair but it never posted so maybe I didn't.  Alice, where are those "special" emails with the snowmen pictures or something of that nature.  I miss those.  Don't be turning good on me.:))  Spicy is good.  Dana it is good to see you able to write again.  You need to slow down lady or you are going to have health problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for today.  Cheryl took a picture of my bus and me and once I get it downloaded I will post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-4723263520006305720?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/4723263520006305720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=4723263520006305720' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4723263520006305720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4723263520006305720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/03/isnt-this-gospel-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R-pc_JOteII/AAAAAAAAAXo/T5HaXoly8yY/s72-c/Gas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-5450621564715148018</id><published>2008-03-20T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T07:33:15.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope this works out.  Alice, in Canada, sent me this clip.  I wondered if she had met me and I didn't remember it.  Enjoy, cause it is definitely me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone, except Alice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="applicationcontainer managementview" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td class="content"&gt;&lt;div class="msgbody clearfix" id="message484665365180640421624969258022217265333104232058380" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;table style="width: 697px; height: 11px;" class="tabfolder" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tabfoldercontent"&gt;&lt;table class="filespanel" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 5px; font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 77%; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;" nowrap="nowrap" width="50%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9b12cb0527294bbe" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9b12cb0527294bbe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330319686%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C7A78ADC5AD4CDDB3261D9CA6F6E056AC3F731D.5125FC80F13BE41A866E5B1C806D8D6FBD3C8752%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9b12cb0527294bbe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAvnANbnb67rzJQG01hvJlgIWc6g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9b12cb0527294bbe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330319686%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C7A78ADC5AD4CDDB3261D9CA6F6E056AC3F731D.5125FC80F13BE41A866E5B1C806D8D6FBD3C8752%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9b12cb0527294bbe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAvnANbnb67rzJQG01hvJlgIWc6g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-5450621564715148018?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9b12cb0527294bbe&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/5450621564715148018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=5450621564715148018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/5450621564715148018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/5450621564715148018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hope-this-works-out.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-7550568583409671759</id><published>2008-03-20T06:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T07:01:40.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R-Jq4pOteHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/_K9oui82BMg/s1600-h/Albino+Moose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R-Jq4pOteHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/_K9oui82BMg/s400/Albino+Moose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179820042802264178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a rare animal and to be able to capture it on film is exciting.  It was found in&lt;br /&gt;Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen a sure sign that spring is almost here.  Snowbirds are returning.  Now for those of you who do not know what a snowbird is, they are a different kind of species that migrates south in the fall and returns in the spring.  Now that in itself does not sound so different since a lot of birds do that but these birds are generally quite old, crippled, and rather than fly they drive themselves to warmer climates where they set around with other snowbirds and tell tall tales about their youth.  They always seem to travel in pairs with the male being paunchy and generally bald and the female being grandmotherly with a white head.  (Of course only her hairdresser knows for sure what color she should be.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our two snowbirds showed up last Tuesday.  They had wintered in St. George, Utah.  They play banjo's and love country western music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my wife is taking advantage of me.  Just because I did not have a run the first part of the week I have been assigned the tasks of washing clothes, carrying things downstairs, cleaning toilets, going to the post office and many other wifely tasks.  What does she do?  Gets up, gives me a cold breakfast and goes to work where she plays all day with little children.  Yep, I am being taken advantage of.  I haven't even been able to squeeze in a fishing trip or even get my gear ready.  When the hour of her return is near I start to tremble and shake if I have not finished my chores 'cause she beats me for being lazy, or worse, she deprives me of my supper.  I live an abused life, I just hide it well.  I cannot even have my girlfriend come over to visit 'cause my spouse has spies throughout the neighborhood that watch our house almost 24 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I have a LOT of Irish blood in me and sometimes the blarney comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for my morning nap so will close.  Hope everyone is well and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-7550568583409671759?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/7550568583409671759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=7550568583409671759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7550568583409671759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/7550568583409671759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-rare-animal-and-to-be-able-to.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R-Jq4pOteHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/_K9oui82BMg/s72-c/Albino+Moose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6530202780349413213</id><published>2008-03-19T12:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T12:58:55.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R-Fp4pOteGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/CaXrun4plDA/s1600-h/polar+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R-Fp4pOteGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/CaXrun4plDA/s400/polar+bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179537468313925730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is no reason for this picture other than I like it.  I thought it was very special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My run got canceled today due to bad weather so I had a chance to visit other blogs and finish a book I have been reading.  It is called "The Eye of the World" by Robert Jordan.  At first I didn't think I would continue reading because it started out kind of slow for me but the plot picked up as well as the action.  This book has a lot of similarities to the Lord of the Ring series.  Instead of a ring being the focal point it is three young men.  Of course they encounter many kinds of beings, dangers and strange people in their travels to the eye of the world.  Once again the world is in mortal danger from the "dark side" and they have to prevent it from being destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I had a hard time with was the names of people and places.  These names must be from old Celtic or Welsh times and I could not even begin to pronounce them.  I must not forget the evil warriors that were much like those in Lord of the Rings.  These are called Trollocs and seemingly undestroyable.  There is a Dark Lord who has fire coming out his eyes and mouth and is a really nasty sort of individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no cussing, no sexual encounters, just good old fiction action.  I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also finished reading "The Golden Compass".  Again the names and some of the words were hard for a poor uneducated person like me to read.  I read this book mainly because there are so many religious groups who were opposing it and I wanted to know why so I could guide my grandchildren.  I didn't find anymore wrong with this book than I did with the Harry Potter series... and I liked Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I speak about authors that I really like then Louis L'Amour is right there amongst the top 5 or so.  I love western reading.  The hero, the heroine (sp), the bad guy, the horses, the guns, the whiskey, the fights, the romance.  Oh John Wayne where are you when we need you?  I always loved the part where the hero mounts his horse, tips his hat to the beautiful young woman and rides off into the sunset.  "No, no", she cries but he keeps going and then pauses on the crest of the hill.  (There is always a crest of the hill)  "I'm sorry my dear, but my horse needs me more."  And he rides away.  Sighhhhhhhhhhh, what a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also finished reading "The Teachings of Joseph Smith".  Now whether you like the man and his organization or not he truly suffered a great deal at the hands of mobsters.  I don't think I would have the stamina to withstand what he went through.  It would crush me to have friends turn against me, family turn against me and the world thinking I am a bad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough with the book reviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in this area we have an unusual number of hawks that fly through each spring and fall.  I have seen so many hawks lately and each one is fascinating.  I even got to see a falcon chasing a bird and that was poetry in motion.  While waiting in Boise one day two geese came in for a landing and performed it so smoothly that any pilot would be jealous.  Beautiful to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The *&amp;amp;^%$#@!!! deer are down from the mountains and they are an ever threat on the highways.  If I seen one I know I seen a thousand the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that is about all for today.  Remember when I first started blogging I said I was boring.  Wellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll, now you have proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6530202780349413213?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6530202780349413213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6530202780349413213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6530202780349413213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6530202780349413213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/03/there-is-no-reason-for-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R-Fp4pOteGI/AAAAAAAAAXY/CaXrun4plDA/s72-c/polar+bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-3994628107740851595</id><published>2008-03-17T07:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T08:30:29.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R96HK1PwcDI/AAAAAAAAAW4/pyA15_4-YWw/s1600-h/St+Patrick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R96HK1PwcDI/AAAAAAAAAW4/pyA15_4-YWw/s400/St+Patrick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178725241684258866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, tis one of the best days of the year... the wearin of the green.  Actually I think it is a day set aside for all Irishmen and Irishwomen to have an excuse to drink and frolic.  Hmmmm, if only I drank and frolic'd.  Now listen Foam, my friend, I was speaking about cabbage and beer being a deadly concoction mainly from listening to others speak of it.   Well, maybe in another life I might have imbibed a touch but not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness after reading the comments on my last blog maybe I should try corn beef and cabbage.  LOWA I do like sauerkraut and cold slaw but that is the extent of my cabbage eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is St. Patrick's day and I KNOW all of you are wearing green today, I will post some more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R96ImFPwcEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/1II-OfE8r3c/s1600-h/St+Patrick2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R96ImFPwcEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/1II-OfE8r3c/s400/St+Patrick2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178726809347321922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now who can resist a lovely Irish lass with her fiddle and green hat?  All of you must have a little Irish blood because I feel you are pretty too.  Cheryl is all dressed in green and I CERTAINLY am although I would not want a picture taken of me.  I have black pants with bright green shamrocks all over them and the word "Guiness" filling in the blank spots.  My shirt is green striped.  Bring on the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R96JiFPwcFI/AAAAAAAAAXI/91V7qHAUwbM/s1600-h/St+Patrick3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R96JiFPwcFI/AAAAAAAAAXI/91V7qHAUwbM/s400/St+Patrick3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178727840139472978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now for the life of me I cannot figure out why a green frog with a green hat.  Cheryl likes to collect frogs... says they remind her of me.  Hmmmm.  Now one more picture that is more a self portrait than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R96KR1PwcGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/RKvH_9tg1A0/s1600-h/St+Patrick1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R96KR1PwcGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/RKvH_9tg1A0/s400/St+Patrick1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178728660478226530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, that is me at my best, green eyes and all.  (Just kidding of course)&lt;br /&gt;What kind of blogger would I be if I did not talk about St. Patrick's day today?  I have mentioned it before and I will mention it again... I am proud of my Irish heritage.  They worked hard, played hard, and laughed hard.  They loved music and so do I.  My favorite song is, "I Just Don't Look Good Naked Anymore".  (Thank you Alice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another hard week coming up.  Another trip to Boise.  I am beginning to know every bump on the road from here to there.  Saturday we had a vicious snow squall come through that left about 10 inches of snow in a very short space, caused all kinds of accidents, left the roads icy as all get out for a while, and almost blew my bus into an 18 wheeler.  I was really fighting the wind for a while.  However the group of youngsters were an exceptionally good group and we had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was Cheryl's birthday.  Unfortunately I was not here to celebrate it with her but our two daughters got with her and they had a fun day; probably more fun than if Dad had been there.  I gave her a couple of pins to wear.  One was a Red Hat pin and the other was a frog under an umbrella.  (She said she liked it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night the moon had a very large ring around it.  If memory serves me correctly it means stormy weather is coming for about a week or longer.  As I read the weather forecast this morning it seemed to bear out my convictions.  I do know a small ring around the moon means it is going to be cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of my intellect.  Remember Easter is coming next Sunday and while it is a commemoration of our Savior please don't forget to say, "I love you" to your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is well and happy and don't forget that the most important thing to do today is... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;KISS AN IRISHMAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-3994628107740851595?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/3994628107740851595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=3994628107740851595' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3994628107740851595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/3994628107740851595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/03/ah-tis-one-of-best-days-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R96HK1PwcDI/AAAAAAAAAW4/pyA15_4-YWw/s72-c/St+Patrick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-4431850139311937520</id><published>2008-03-13T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T07:41:52.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will try and sneak a post in today.  The school has had me running hard and the only reason I have a few minutes today is because I don't leave until 4:00 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R9k64lPwcAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/aJ6W_CH2grc/s1600-h/bicycle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R9k64lPwcAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/aJ6W_CH2grc/s400/bicycle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177233990384381954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone sent me this picture of a Canadian bicycle and I just had to post it.  I have often wondered what made them different but now I am starting to see the proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R9k7eFPwcBI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ie9JqHhxrjA/s1600-h/Cat+Advertizement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R9k7eFPwcBI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ie9JqHhxrjA/s400/Cat+Advertizement.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177234634629476370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know most of you have seen this picture but I still find it funny.  There have been times that Cheryl has wanted to put me up for sale but she didn't have enough money to pay someone to take me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R9k8QlPwcCI/AAAAAAAAAWw/P6C5_iGUuYA/s1600-h/artistic+food+1+jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R9k8QlPwcCI/AAAAAAAAAWw/P6C5_iGUuYA/s400/artistic+food+1+jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177235502212870178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care how you present this type of food to me I still don't like it.  Cheryl claims I must not be a true Irishman because I don't like cornbeef and cabbage.  You doggone right I don't like it.  The only thing cabbage is good for is to cause a flatulence problem.  Add some beer and you have the makings of a dangerous, dangerous, DANGEROUS situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go.  Have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-4431850139311937520?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/4431850139311937520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=4431850139311937520' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4431850139311937520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/4431850139311937520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-will-try-and-sneak-post-in-today.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R9k64lPwcAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/aJ6W_CH2grc/s72-c/bicycle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-8265582804978802487</id><published>2008-03-03T07:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T10:10:33.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R8wacTUDwkI/AAAAAAAAAWY/b09S-629zE0/s1600-h/Washing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R8wacTUDwkI/AAAAAAAAAWY/b09S-629zE0/s400/Washing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173539145464922690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This label had to be designed by a man.  Way to go fella!!  Should receive a prize for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R8waCDUDwiI/AAAAAAAAAWI/b13COhBFtSE/s1600-h/Women%27s+Motorcycle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R8waCDUDwiI/AAAAAAAAAWI/b13COhBFtSE/s400/Women%27s+Motorcycle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173538694493356578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture my friend LOWA should show her husband so she can get her own motorcycle.  I don't know if any of the rest of you ride but you might consider this.  I can just see Merle and Jen on this.  Two free spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R8wZzDUDwhI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Ef1sU8ARf1k/s1600-h/Foam%27s+Car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R8wZzDUDwhI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Ef1sU8ARf1k/s400/Foam%27s+Car.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173538436795318802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my pal Foams travel car.  She took this to Mississippi.  Sigh... you got to give that girl credit for southern thinking and German ingenuity..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say this day so thought I would post these thought provoking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be safe, be careful, and have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-8265582804978802487?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/8265582804978802487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=8265582804978802487' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8265582804978802487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/8265582804978802487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R8wacTUDwkI/AAAAAAAAAWY/b09S-629zE0/s72-c/Washing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-6341127872670663230</id><published>2008-03-01T09:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T10:09:20.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R8mZJjUDwgI/AAAAAAAAAV4/39Hw0U57p-U/s1600-h/Thanks+and+Christmas+2007+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R8mZJjUDwgI/AAAAAAAAAV4/39Hw0U57p-U/s400/Thanks+and+Christmas+2007+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172834036388971010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture I took some time ago with my new camera.  I call it a cyclops dragonfly.  I don't know if it would be good enough to enter in a Wordless Wednesday blog or not  What do you guys think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just piddling around for a few minutes waiting to leave for a funeral of a good friend.  She was an independent spirit who truly hated to have anyone help her, even when her health was failing.  She will be missed.  She and I had an interesting relationship in that I could say things to her that she would not take offense to yet if anyone else said the same thing she would blow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay in bed last night thinking how time changes people.  When we were first married, and for several years after that, we would snuggle up to each other, kiss, fondle, and do the thing that married couples do at that age.  Often the words would be spoken, "Ohhhhhh, that feels so good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we lay there with our backs to one another, just enjoying the  body warmth on our backs and still the words are the same.  "Ohhhhhh, that feels so good."  Young people, and some old ones, life changes as you get older and more brittle.  The simple pleasures you enjoy at an older age are just as intimate but accomplished in a different manner.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been researching Merle and Jen's blogs for appropriate material to include in a religious lesson tomorrow at church.  Those gals crack me up.  Jen just told me that they have a law in Australia where cats are not allowed outside after 6:00 pm.  Mercy, if they have laws like that for cats I wonder what the laws are like for children?  In our town we have a 10:00 pm curfew for children but nothing for cats.  I think I will bring that up to my council member next time I see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be safe, be careful and have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-6341127872670663230?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/6341127872670663230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=6341127872670663230' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6341127872670663230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/6341127872670663230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-picture-i-took-some-time-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R8mZJjUDwgI/AAAAAAAAAV4/39Hw0U57p-U/s72-c/Thanks+and+Christmas+2007+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18880181.post-1660186998008979825</id><published>2008-02-28T07:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T07:37:24.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R8bQBOx4srI/AAAAAAAAAVw/aGL1VeXO4ZA/s1600-h/Staying+Young.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R8bQBOx4srI/AAAAAAAAAVw/aGL1VeXO4ZA/s400/Staying+Young.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172049941647372978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is soooooo me.  Sometimes I have to get after myself for not acting my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl is feeling better this morning.  She was picking on me big time before she left for work.  She also left an endless list of chores to do.  It is plain to see that I am going to have to have an attitude adjustment with that woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way... welcome Gledwood and Angel to my blog and I hope you return often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was Jeanette who said she would like a siamese cat.  Me too.  Gledwood, those Australian women show up in the darndest places and the jokes they tell... whooooeeeee.   Jen likes to pick on us poor Irishman though.  Actually I am an American through and through but both of my grandparents were from Ireland, except one who was Welsh, and so I have quite a bit of Irish blood flowing in these veins.  I am proud of my Irish heritage but in all honesty being an American is #1 with being an Idahoan #2.  Just think of how terrible it would have been to be a Canadian.  (Just kidding guys)  I would have to like hockey, fishing, the Queen, and cowgirls.  Three out of four ain't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel you have come quite a ways from where you were born to where you live.  Do you miss your homeland much?  Sounds like you have a great attitude toward your husband and that is the way it should be.  Even after all these years I would hate to think of life without my Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have three big fat doves that are eating at the bird table outside.  They are fun to watch and I was told that they are a type of South American dove that is not found in the US that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I could have used a shotgun.  Two cats decided to duke it out right underneath our bedroom window.  Talk about a noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my sweethearts birthday is in the month of March and I am already planning a big dinner at the local truck stop.  Maybe I will splurge and take her across the street to Taco Heaven or whatever the name is.  Never, ever accuse an Irishman of not having romance in his blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to close and get some of these chores done.  I am taking the brainiac's on a trip today to a competition.  It is fun to watch these sort of things although I have not a clue as to what some of the questions they are asked mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be safe, be happy and have a nice day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18880181-1660186998008979825?l=delaney7943.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/feeds/1660186998008979825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18880181&amp;postID=1660186998008979825' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1660186998008979825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18880181/posts/default/1660186998008979825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delaney7943.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-soooooo-me.html' title=''/><author><name>The Ramblin Irishman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818968738493575940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/SUaJ5Ym6SqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/oqEOpS26YXc/S220/Hodge+Podge+2008+097.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzq56Vdem8/R8bQBOx4srI/AAAAAAAAAVw/aGL1VeXO4ZA/s72-c/Staying+Young.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
