<?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-8976430228515960897</id><updated>2012-01-16T22:06:00.671-08:00</updated><category term='paid blogging'/><category term='pay per post'/><title type='text'>♥Hannah's Gossip Page</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-1810990886228845696</id><published>2010-01-19T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:37:31.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So ladies Let Talk about the HUSBANDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/husbands and wives/yafamily/Funniest Amazing Fascinating/156f.jpg?o=34" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z254/yafamily/Funniest%20Amazing%20Fascinating/156f.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been married for almost five years. For the second time! I learned a lot from my first marriage, which I have tried to do thing different this time and remember my mistakes from last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of husband do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jealous type???? Oh how I cant stand this, this type would be my ex-husband!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ladies you know when you cant go to walmart without 10 phone calls. Where,What,Who...Blah..Blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you have the one where you should just be invisible!&lt;br /&gt;Silence is golden but is it a good marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or how about the one who is not jealous but has to be around you ALL THE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;Do men not know real weman need space but not to much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are so simple and we are so not! I am always trying to figure it out, crack the code!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ladies we need input leave a comment and carry on the conversation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-1810990886228845696?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/1810990886228845696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=1810990886228845696' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1810990886228845696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1810990886228845696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-ladies-let-talk-about-husbands.html' title='So ladies Let Talk about the HUSBANDS'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z254/yafamily/Funniest%20Amazing%20Fascinating/th_156f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-4256328947338505962</id><published>2010-01-19T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:09:41.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So a new year a diifernt kinda blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/S1Zz4p_dVDI/AAAAAAAAE4g/4ejJjn3DBQY/s1600-h/SANY1280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/S1Zz4p_dVDI/AAAAAAAAE4g/4ejJjn3DBQY/s200/SANY1280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428653818023597106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now going to start journaling my days as a mother of four. I am gonna keep you up on all the latest gossip in mommy world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I get older and I realize the meaning of what it is to really be a good mom!! And of course a good wife!!! It is a none stop job from birth till death! Children need alot of attention which as a young mother I didnt realize that. Having my first one at 16 and second at 19. Going through a marriage that was all fake and just would have never worked. Yes, then divorce by 24 remarried by 26 and two more kids by 29 in a somewhat better marriage. So I guess I can say I have probably been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my new and improved blog will be all about our motherly task. So woman lets talk share stories and learn more about life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-4256328947338505962?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/4256328947338505962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=4256328947338505962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/4256328947338505962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/4256328947338505962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-new-year-diifernt-kinda-blog.html' title='So a new year a diifernt kinda blog!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/S1Zz4p_dVDI/AAAAAAAAE4g/4ejJjn3DBQY/s72-c/SANY1280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-1037745971421262412</id><published>2009-12-03T18:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:33:51.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you learned??????</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0in;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How I learned to mind my &lt;span class="ecxyshortcuts"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1259893976_0"&gt;own business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was walking past the &lt;span class="ecxyshortcuts"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1259893976_1"&gt;mental hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the other day,&lt;br /&gt;And all the patients were shouting, '13....13....13.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fence was too high to see over, but I saw a&lt;br /&gt;Little gap in the planks, so I looked through to see&lt;br /&gt;What was going on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some idiot poked me in the eye with a stick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they all started shouting '14....14....14'....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-1037745971421262412?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/1037745971421262412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=1037745971421262412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1037745971421262412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1037745971421262412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-you-learned.html' title='Have you learned??????'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-5912692408354195356</id><published>2009-12-03T18:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:31:44.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you must read this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/%7Emcp3_2000/_classics/002/angel.htm"&gt;Angels at my door&lt;/a&gt; Click it to read don't pass it by you will get shivers down your spine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-5912692408354195356?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/5912692408354195356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=5912692408354195356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5912692408354195356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5912692408354195356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-must-read-this.html' title='you must read this'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-806544674041535156</id><published>2009-12-03T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:25:00.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/Sxhy6S7ZsLI/AAAAAAAAE2g/Z0COGugrz5c/s1600-h/DSCI0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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I had a great Thanksgiving with my sister who lives in oklahoma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-806544674041535156?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/806544674041535156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=806544674041535156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/806544674041535156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/806544674041535156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-2009.html' title='Thanksgiving 2009'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/Sxhy6S7ZsLI/AAAAAAAAE2g/Z0COGugrz5c/s72-c/DSCI0142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-2296682177741034091</id><published>2009-12-03T18:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:12:37.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is your chance to have your music reviewed by REAL players in the music industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.bloggerwave.com/Bloggerwave/c/259/2408/0"&gt;www.RateYourDemo.com&lt;/a&gt; is now offering artists a chance to submit tracks, beats and lyrics for REAL industry professionals to not only review, but possibly obtain song and track placement on future albums as well as potentially landing a record deal.&lt;br /&gt;This site offers serious artists, producers, and writers a chance to have their talents heard by industry professionals from both major and independent labels as well as some of the hottest producers in the game that would be otherwise nearly impossible to reach for the average artist.&lt;br /&gt;Come check out the site and build your own profile for people to network and comment on your music. 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type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="always" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://algebra.bandcamp.com/track/black-vans"&gt;Black Vans by Algebra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-1751528996377425730?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/1751528996377425730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=1751528996377425730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1751528996377425730'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-7625468288511433630</id><published>2009-12-03T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:26:03.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is great music people</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" width="400" height="100"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer.swf/track=2577636572/size=venti/bgcol=FFFFFF/linkcol=4285BB/"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer.swf/track=2577636572/size=venti/bgcol=FFFFFF/linkcol=4285BB/" width="400" height="100" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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It has been a long time alot has changed I bought a new house! stopped working so I can stay home! But im back on a blogging mission! As you can see my ratings have dropped! Time to get them back on track I want to start you out with an awsome site I found, a lot of great reading!  &lt;a href="http://monamourmagazine.com/"&gt;http://monamourmagazine.com/&lt;/a&gt; check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-326464323515116413?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/326464323515116413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=326464323515116413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/326464323515116413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/326464323515116413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-back.html' title='Im back!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-2737582033528525873</id><published>2008-10-08T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T05:33:08.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You need a good laugh??????</title><content type='html'>Think before you speak...&lt;br /&gt;Here are six reasons why you should think before you speak - the last one is great!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever spoken and wished that you could immediately take the words back...&lt;br /&gt;or that you could crawl into a hole?&lt;br /&gt;Here are the Testimonials of a few people who did....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST TESTIMONY:&lt;br /&gt;I walked into a hair salon with my husband and three kids in tow&lt;br /&gt;and asked loudly,&lt;br /&gt;'How much do you charge for a shampoo and a blow job?'  I turned around and walked back out and never went back My husband didn't say a word...he knew better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND TESTIMONY:&lt;br /&gt;I was at the golf store comparing different kinds of golf balls.I was unhappy with the women's type I had been using.After browsing for several minutes,&lt;br /&gt;I was approached by one of the good-looking gentlemen who works at the store.&lt;br /&gt;He asked if he could help me.&lt;br /&gt;Without thinking, I looked at him and said, 'I think I like playing with men's balls'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRD TESTIMONY:&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I were at the mall and&lt;br /&gt;passed by a store that sold a&lt;br /&gt;variety of candy and nuts.&lt;br /&gt;As we were looking at the display case,&lt;br /&gt;the boy behind the counter asked if we needed any help.&lt;br /&gt;I replied, 'No, I'm just looking at your nuts.'&lt;br /&gt;My sister started to laugh hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;The boy grinned, and I turned beet-red and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;To this day,my sister has never let me forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOURTH TESTIMONY&lt;br /&gt;While in line at the bank one afternoon,my little girl had some pent-up energy and ran amok.I was finally able to grab hold of her after receiving looks of disgust&lt;br /&gt;and annoyance from other patrons.&lt;br /&gt;I told her that if she did not start behaving 'right now' she would be punished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my horror, she looked me in the eye and said in a voice just as threatening,&lt;br /&gt;'If you don't let me go right now,I will tell Grandma that I saw you&lt;br /&gt;kissing Daddy's pee-pee last night!' The silence was deafening after this enlightening exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the tellers stopped what they were doing.&lt;br /&gt;I mustered up the last of my dignity and&lt;br /&gt;walked out of the bank with my daughter in tow.&lt;br /&gt;The last thing I heard when the door closed behind me, were screams of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIFTH TESTIMONY:&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked your child a question too many times?&lt;br /&gt;My three-year-old son had a lot of problems with potty training and I was on him constantly.&lt;br /&gt;One day we stopped at Taco Bell for a quick lunch, in between errands&lt;br /&gt;It was very busy, with a full dining room.While enjoying my taco,&lt;br /&gt;I smelled something funny,so I checked my seven-month-old daughter, she was clean.&lt;br /&gt;The realized that Danny&lt;br /&gt;had not asked to go potty in a while.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if he needed to go, and he said 'No'I kept thinking&lt;br /&gt;'Oh Lord, that child has had an accident, and I don't have any clothes with me.&lt;br /&gt;Then I said,'Danny, are you SURE you didn't have an accident?'&lt;br /&gt;'No,' he replied.&lt;br /&gt;I just KNEW that he must have had an accident, because the smell was getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;Soooooo, I asked one more time, 'Danny did you have an accident ? This time he jumped up, yanked down his pants,bent over, spread his cheeks and yelled&lt;br /&gt;'SEE MOM, IT'S JUST FARTS!!'&lt;br /&gt;While 30 people nearly choked to death on their tacos laughing,&lt;br /&gt;he calmly pulled up his pants and sat down. An old couple made me feel better,&lt;br /&gt;thanking me for the best laugh they'd ever had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST TESTIMONY:&lt;br /&gt;This had most of the state of Michigan laughing for 2 days&lt;br /&gt;and a very embarrassed female news anchor who will,&lt;br /&gt;in the future, likely think before she speaks.&lt;br /&gt;What happens when you predict snow but don't get any!&lt;br /&gt;We had a female news anchor that,&lt;br /&gt;the day after it was supposed to have snowed and didn't,&lt;br /&gt;turned to the weatherman and asked:&lt;br /&gt;'So Bob, where's that 8 inches you promised me last night?'&lt;br /&gt;Not only did HE have to leave the set,&lt;br /&gt;but half the crew did too they were laughing so hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-2737582033528525873?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/2737582033528525873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=2737582033528525873' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/2737582033528525873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/2737582033528525873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-nee-good-laugh.html' title='You need a good laugh??????'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-5429923140583306879</id><published>2008-10-04T06:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:13:55.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are u ashamed, I am not!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/piuoGb-Nhfw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/piuoGb-Nhfw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-5429923140583306879?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/5429923140583306879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=5429923140583306879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5429923140583306879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5429923140583306879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/10/are-u-ashamed-i-am-not.html' title='Are u ashamed, I am not!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-5702953674636207669</id><published>2008-10-04T05:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T05:41:59.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I vote for M cCain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;To All My Friends, this is long, but very important, please take the time to read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;This election has me very worried. So many things to consider. About a year ago I would have voted for Obama. I have changed my mind three times since than. I watch all the news channels, jumping from one to another. I must say this drives my husband crazy. But, I feel if you view &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_1223123449_0"&gt;MSNBC&lt;/span&gt;, CNN, and &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_1223123449_1"&gt;Fox News&lt;/span&gt;, you might get some middle ground to work with. About six months ago, I started thinking 'where did the money come from for Obama'. I have four daughters who went to College, and we were middle class, and money was tight. We (including my girls) worked hard and there were lots of &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223123449_2"&gt;student loans&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I started looking into Obama's life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Around 1979 Obama started college at Occidental in California. He is very open about his two years at Occidental, he tried all kinds of drugs and was wasting his time but, even though he had a brilliant mind, did not apply himself to his studies. 'Barry' (that was the name he used all his life) during this time had two roommates, Muhammad Hasan Chandoo and &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; 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_1223123449_3"&gt;Wahid&lt;/span&gt; Hamid, both from &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; 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_1223123449_4"&gt;Pakistan&lt;/span&gt;. During the summer of 1981, after his second year in college, he made a 'round the world' trip. Stopping to see his mother in Indonesia, next &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; 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_1223123449_5"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt; in India, three weeks in Karachi, Pakistan where he stayed with his roommate's family, then off to Africa to visit his father's family. My question -&lt;b&gt; Where did he get the money for this trip?&lt;/b&gt; Nether I, nor any one of my children would have had money for a trip like this when they where in college. When he came back he started school at &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223123449_6"&gt;Columbia University&lt;/span&gt; in New York. It is at this time he wants everyone to call him Barack - not Barry. Do you know what the tuition is at Columbia? It's not cheap! to say the least.&lt;b&gt; Where did he get money for tuition?&lt;/b&gt; Student Loans? Maybe. After Columbia, he went to &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223123449_7"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt; to work as a Community Organizer for $12,000. a year. Why Chicago? Why not New York? He was already living in New York. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;By 'chance' he met Antoin '&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_1223123449_8"&gt;Tony' Rezko&lt;/span&gt;, born in &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223123449_9"&gt;Aleppo Syria&lt;/span&gt;, and a real estate developer in Chicago. Rezko has been convicted of fraud and bribery this year. Rezko, was named 'Entrepreneur of the Decade' by the Arab-American Business and Professional Association'. About two years later, Obama entered &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; 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_1223123449_10"&gt;Harvard Law School&lt;/span&gt;. Do you have any idea what tuition is for Harvard Law School?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Where did he get the money for Law School?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; More student loans? After &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; 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_1223123449_11"&gt;Law school&lt;/span&gt;, he went back to Chicago. Rezko offered him a job, which he turned down. But, he did take a job with Davis, Miner, Barnhill &amp;amp; Galland. Guess what? They represented 'Rezar' which Rezko's firm. Rezko was one of Obama's first major financial contributors when he ran for office in Chicago. In 2003, Rezko threw an early fundraiser for Obama which &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223123449_12"&gt;Chicago Tribune reporter&lt;/span&gt; David Mendelland claims was instrumental in providing Obama with '&lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; 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_1223123449_13"&gt;seed money&lt;/span&gt;' for his U.S. Senate race. In 2005, Obama purchased a new home in Kenwoood District of Chicago for $1.65 million (less than asking price). With ALL those Student Loans -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Where did he get the money for the property?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; On the same day Rezko's wife, Rita, purchased the adjoining empty lot for full price. The London Times reported that &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_1223123449_14"&gt;Nadhmi Auchi&lt;/span&gt;, an Iraqi-born Billionaire loaned Rezko $3.5 million three weeks before Obama's new home was purchased. Obama met Nadhmi Auchi many times with Rezko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Now, we have Obama running for President. Valerie Jarrett, was Michele Obama's boss. She is now Obama's &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; 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_1223123449_15"&gt;chief advisor&lt;/span&gt; and he does not make any major decisions without talking to her first. Where was Jarrett born? Ready for this? Shiraz, Iran! Do we see a pattern here? Or am I going crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;On May 10, 2008 The Times reported, &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; 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_1223123449_16"&gt;Robert Malley advisor&lt;/span&gt; to Obama was 'sacked' after the press found out he was having regular contacts with 'Hamas', which controls Gaza and is connected with &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; 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_1223123449_17"&gt;Iran&lt;/span&gt;. This past week, buried in the back part of the papers, Iraqi newspapers reported that during Obama's visit to Iraq, he asked their leaders to do nothing about the war until after he is elected, and he will 'Take care of things'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Oh, and by the way, remember the college roommates that where born in Pakistan? They are in charge of all those 'small' Internet campaign contribution for Obama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Where is that money coming from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; The poor and middle class in this country? Or could it be from the &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; 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_1223123449_18"&gt;Middle East&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And the final bit of news. On &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; 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_1223123449_19"&gt;September 7&lt;/span&gt;, 2008, The Washington Times posted a verbal slip that was made on 'This Week' with George Stephanapoulos. Obama on talking about his religion said, 'My Muslim faith'. When questioned, 'he make a mistake'. Some mistake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;All of the above information I got on line. If you would like to check it - Wikipedia, encyclopedia, &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223123449_20"&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/span&gt;; Tony Rezko; Valerie Jarrett: Daily Times - Obama visited Pakistan in 1981; The Washington Times - September 7, 2008; The Times May 10, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Now the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; question - If I found out all this information on my own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Why haven't all of our 'intelligent' members of the press been reporting this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;A phrase that keeps ringing in my ear - 'Beware of the enemy from within'!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-5702953674636207669?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/5702953674636207669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=5702953674636207669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5702953674636207669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5702953674636207669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-vote-for-m-ccain.html' title='I vote for M cCain'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-2634775192946576961</id><published>2008-09-10T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T03:54:45.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Very important virus warning!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This information arrived this morning, Direct from both                                                                   Microsoft and Norton.&lt;br /&gt;Please send it to everybody you know who has access to the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may receive an apparently harmless e-mail with a Power Point&lt;br /&gt;presentation ' Life is Beautiful'&lt;br /&gt;If you receive it DO NOT OPEN THE FILE UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, and delete it immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you open this file, a message will appear on your screen saying:&lt;br /&gt;'It is too late now, your life is no longer beautiful.'&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently you will LOSE EVERYTHING IN YOUR PC, And the person who&lt;br /&gt;This is a new virus which started to circulate on Saturday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;AOL has already confirmed the severity, and the anti virus software's&lt;br /&gt;are not capable of destroying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The virus has been created by a hacker who calls himself 'life owner'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE SEND A COPY OF THIS E-MAIL TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS, And ask them to&lt;br /&gt;PASS IT ON IMMEDIATELY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS HAS BEEN CONFIRMED BY SNOPES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/computer/virus/mailserver.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" 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href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-information-arrived-this-morning.html' title='Very important virus warning!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-1970475198075396571</id><published>2008-09-07T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T20:47:10.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are u going to heaven?</title><content type='html'>The first thing I remember is sitting on a bench in the waiting room of what I thought to be a court house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doors opened and I was instructed to come in and have a seat by the defense table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I looked around I saw the 'prosecutor.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a villainous looking gent who snarled as he stared at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He definitely was the most evil person I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down and looked to my left and there sat My Attorney,&lt;br /&gt;a kind and gentle looking man whose appearance seemed so familiar to me, I felt I knew Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The corner door flew open and there appeared the Judge in full flowing robes.  He commanded an awesome presence as He moved across the room I couldn't take my eyes off of Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As He took His seat behind the bench, He said, 'Let us begin.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prosecutor rose and said, 'My name is Satan and I am here to show you why this woman belongs in hell.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He proceeded to tell of lies that I told, things that I stole, and in the past when I cheated others Satan told of other horrible perversions that were once in my life and the more he spoke, the further down in my seat I sank.&lt;br /&gt;I was so embarrassed that I couldn't look at anyone, even my own Attorney, as the Devil told of sins that even I had completely forgotten about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As upset as I was at Satan for telling all these things about me, I was equally upset at My Attorney who sat there silently not Offering any form of defense at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I had been guilty of those things, but I had done some good in my life - couldn't that at least equal out part of the harm I'd done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan finished with a fury and said, 'This woman belongs in hell,&lt;br /&gt;she is guilty of all that I have charged and there is not a person who can prove otherwise.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was His turn, My Attorney first asked if He might approach the bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Judge allowed this over the strong objection of Satan,&lt;br /&gt;and beckoned Him to come forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As He got up and started walking, I was able to see Him in His full splendor and majesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized why He seemed so familiar; this was Jesus representing me, my Lord and my Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stopped at the bench and softly said to the Judge, 'Hi, Dad,' and then He turned to address the court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Satan was correct in saying that this woman had sinned, I won't deny any of these allegations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, the wage of sin is death, and this woman deserves to be punished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus took a deep breath and turned to His Father with&lt;br /&gt;outstretched arms and proclaimed, 'However, I died on the cross so that this person might have eternal life and she has accepted Me as her Savior, so she is Mine.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord continued with, 'Her name is written in the Book of Life,and no one can snatch her from Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan still does not understand yet. This woman is not to be given justice, but rather mercy.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Jesus sat down, He quietly paused, looked at His Father and said,'There is nothing else that needs to be done.' 'I've done it all.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Judge lifted His mighty hand and slammed the gavel down. The following words bellowed from His lips..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'This woman is free.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The penalty for her has already been paid in full.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Case dismissed.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my Lord led me away, I could hear Satan ranting and raving, 'I won't give up, I will win the next one.' I asked Jesus as He gave me my instructions where to go next, 'Have you ever lost a case?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ lovingly smiled and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Everyone that has come to Me and asked Me to represent them has  received the same verdict as you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Paid In Full~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-1970475198075396571?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/1970475198075396571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=1970475198075396571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1970475198075396571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1970475198075396571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-u-going-to-heaven.html' title='Are u going to heaven?'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-8599471318472868968</id><published>2008-07-01T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T15:35:30.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My summer song!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I Love this song even though the music came from werewolf in london it is still the bomb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uwIGZLjugKA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uwIGZLjugKA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-8599471318472868968?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/8599471318472868968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=8599471318472868968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8599471318472868968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8599471318472868968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-summer-song.html' title='My summer song!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-8581297945145224970</id><published>2008-06-22T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T17:14:20.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>take the time to read this</title><content type='html'>Take a few minutes.....WELL WORTH IT!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I sat, with two friends, in the picture window of a quaint restaurant&lt;br /&gt;just off the corner of the town-square. The food and the company were both especially good that day.&lt;br /&gt; As we talked, my attention was drawn outside, across the street.&lt;br /&gt;There, walking into town, was a man who appeared to be carrying all his&lt;br /&gt;worldly goods on his back. He was carrying, a well-worn sign that read, 'I&lt;br /&gt;will work for food.' My heart sank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I brought him to the attention of my friends and noticed that others&lt;br /&gt;around us had stopped eating to focus on him. Heads moved in a mixture of&lt;br /&gt;sadness and disbelief. We continued with our meal, but his image lingered in&lt;br /&gt;my mind.&lt;br /&gt; We finished our meal and went our separate ways. I had errands to do&lt;br /&gt;and quickly set out to accomplish them. I glanced toward the town square, looking somewhat halfheartedly for the strange visitor. I was fearful, knowing that seeing him again would call some response. I drove&lt;br /&gt;through town and saw nothing of him. I made some purchases at a store and got back&lt;br /&gt;in my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep within me, the Spirit of God kept speaking to me: 'Don't go back&lt;br /&gt;to the office until you've at least driven once more around the square.' Then&lt;br /&gt;with some hesitancy, I headed back into town. As I turned the square's&lt;br /&gt;third corner, I saw him. He was standing on the steps of the store front church, going through his sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I stopped and looked; feeling both compelled to speak to him, yet wanting to drive on. The empty parking space on the corner seemed to be a sign from God: an invitation to park. I pulled in, got out and approached the town's newest visitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Looking for the pastor?' I asked. &lt;br /&gt;'Not really,' he replied, 'just resting.' &lt;br /&gt;'Have you eaten today?''Oh, I ate something early this morning.'&lt;br /&gt;'Would you like to have lunch with me?&lt;br /&gt;'Do you have some work I could do for you?'&lt;br /&gt;'No work,' I replied. 'I commute here to work from the city, but I&lt;br /&gt;would like to take you to lunch.'&lt;br /&gt;'Sure,' he replied with a smile.&lt;br /&gt; As he began to gather his things, I asked some surface questions.&lt;br /&gt;Where you headed?'&lt;br /&gt;' St. Louis .'&lt;br /&gt;'Where you from?'&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, all over; mostly Florida .'&lt;br /&gt;'How long you been walking?'&lt;br /&gt;'Fourteen years,' came the reply.&lt;br /&gt;I knew I had met someone unusual. We sat across from each other in the&lt;br /&gt;same restaurant I had left earlier. His face was weathered slightly beyond&lt;br /&gt;his 38 years. His eyes were dark yet clear, and he spoke with an eloquence and&lt;br /&gt;articulation that was startling. He removed his jacket to reveal a bright&lt;br /&gt;red T-shirt that said, 'Jesus is The Never Ending Story.'&lt;br /&gt;Then Daniel's story began to unfold. He had seen rough times early in life.&lt;br /&gt;He'd made some wrong choices and reaped the consequences. Fourteen years&lt;br /&gt;earlier, while backpacking across the country, he had stopped on the beach&lt;br /&gt;in Daytona. He tried to hire on with some men who were putting up a large&lt;br /&gt;tent and some equipment. A concert, he thought.He was hired, but the tent would not house a concert but revival services,and in those services he saw life more clearly. He gave his life over to God'Nothing's been the same since,' he said, 'I felt the Lord telling me to keep walking, and so I did, some 14 years now.'&lt;br /&gt;'Ever think of stopping?' I asked.&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, once in a while, when it seems to get the best of me But God has given&lt;br /&gt;me this calling. I give out Bibles. That's what's in my sack. I work to buy&lt;br /&gt;food and Bibles, and I give them out when His Spirit leads.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat amazed. My homeless friend was not homeless. He was on a mission and&lt;br /&gt;lived this way by choice. The question burned inside for a moment and then I&lt;br /&gt;asked: 'What's it like?'&lt;br /&gt;'What?'&lt;br /&gt;'To walk into a town carrying all your things on your back and to show&lt;br /&gt;your sign ?'&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, it was humiliating at first. People would stare and make comments Once&lt;br /&gt;someone tossed a piece of half-eaten bread and made a gesture that certainly&lt;br /&gt;didn't make me feel welcome. But then it became humbling to realize that God was using me to touch lives and change people's concepts of other folks like me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My concept was changing, too. We finished our dessert and gathered his things. Just outside the door, he paused. He turned to me and said,&lt;br /&gt;'Come Ye blessed of my Father and inherit the kingdom I've prepared for you.&lt;br /&gt;For when I was hungry you gave me food, when I was thirsty you gave me drink, a&lt;br /&gt;stranger and you took me in.'&lt;br /&gt;I felt as if we were on holy ground. 'Could you use another Bible?' I&lt;br /&gt;asked.He said he preferred a certain translation. It traveled well and was&lt;br /&gt;not too heavy. It was also his personal favorite. 'I've read through it 14 times,'&lt;br /&gt;he said.&lt;br /&gt;'I'm not sure we've got one of those, but let's stop by our church and see'&lt;br /&gt;I was able to find my new friend a Bible that would do well, and he&lt;br /&gt;seemed very grateful.'Where are you headed from here?' I asked.&lt;br /&gt;'Well, I found this little map on the back of this amusement park coupon.'&lt;br /&gt;'Are you hoping to hire on there for awhile?''No, I just figure I should go there. I figure someone under that star right there needs a Bible, so that's where I'm going next.'He smiled, and the warmth of his spirit radiated the sincerity of his&lt;br /&gt;mission. I drove him back to the town-square where we'd met two hours earlier, and as we drove, it started raining. We parked and unloaded his things.&lt;br /&gt;'Would you sign my autograph book?' he asked. 'I like to keep messages from folks I meet.'I wrote in his little book that his commitment to his calling had&lt;br /&gt;touched my life. I encouraged him to stay strong. And I left him with a verse of&lt;br /&gt;scripture from Jeremiah, 'I know the plans I have for you, declared the Lord, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you; Plans to give you a future and a hope.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thanks, man,' he said. 'I know we just met and we're really just strangers,&lt;br /&gt;but I love you.''I know,' I said, 'I love you, too.' 'The Lord is good!'&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, He is. How long has it been since someone hugged you?' I asked.&lt;br /&gt;'A long time,' he replied&lt;br /&gt;And so on the busy street corner in the drizzling rain, my new friend&lt;br /&gt;and I embraced, and I felt deep inside that I had been changed. He put his&lt;br /&gt;things on his back, smiled his winning smile and said, 'See you in the New&lt;br /&gt;Jerusalem.'I'll be there!' was my reply.He began his journey again. He headed away with his sign dangling from his bedroll and pack of Bibles. He stopped, turned and said, 'When you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?'&lt;br /&gt;'You bet,' I shouted back, 'God bless.''God bless.' And that was the last I saw of him. Late that evening as I left my office, the wind blew strong. The cold&lt;br /&gt;front had settled hard upon the town. I bundled up and hurried to my car. As I&lt;br /&gt;sat back and reached for the emergency brake, I saw them... a pair of&lt;br /&gt;well-worn brown work gloves neatly laid over the length of the handle. I picked&lt;br /&gt;them up and thought of my friend and wondered if his hands would stay warm that&lt;br /&gt;night without them.Then I remembered his words: 'If you see something that makes you&lt;br /&gt;think of me, will you pray for me?'Today his gloves lie on my desk in my office. They help me to see the world and its people in a new way, and they help me remember those two hours with my unique friend and to pray for his ministry. 'See you in the New&lt;br /&gt;Jerusalem,' he said. Yes, Daniel, I know I will...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-8581297945145224970?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/8581297945145224970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=8581297945145224970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8581297945145224970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8581297945145224970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/06/take-time-to-read-this.html' title='take the time to read this'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-5761156161307488425</id><published>2008-06-22T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T16:34:27.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think About It!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s60.photobucket.com/albums/h38/amiyourfate/?action=view&amp;current=obama.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h38/amiyourfate/obama.jpg" border="0" alt="Obama"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how much Senate experience does Barack Obama have in terms of&lt;br /&gt; actual work days? Not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; From the time Barack Obama was sworn in as a United State Senator,to&lt;br /&gt; the time he announced he was forming a Presidential exploratory&lt;br /&gt; committee, he logged 143 days of experience in the Senate. That's how&lt;br /&gt; many days the Senate was actually in session and working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After 143 days of work experience, Obama believed he was ready to be&lt;br /&gt; Commander In Chief, Leader of the Free World, and fill the shoes of&lt;br /&gt; Abraham Lincoln, FDR, JFK and Ronald Reagan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 143 days -- I keep leftovers in my refrigerator longer than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In contrast, John McCain's 26 years in Congress, 22 years of military&lt;br /&gt; service including 1,966 days in captivity as a POW in Hanoi now seem&lt;br /&gt; more impressive than ever. At 71, John McCain may just be hitting his&lt;br /&gt; stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Think about IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-5761156161307488425?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/5761156161307488425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=5761156161307488425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5761156161307488425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5761156161307488425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/06/think-about-it.html' title='Think About It!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-4054888629954453734</id><published>2008-06-11T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T15:34:03.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gas Prices????? WTF!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to the environmentalist lobby and its influence on Democratic legislators in Congress, the U.S. has, for decades, been prohibited from drilling for oil in places that we know contain billions of barrels of proven reserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this map:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x23/hannah_reighn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=prices.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x23/hannah_reighn/prices.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the 'NO' zones are places where the U.S. , thanks to the Democratic Party, is prohibited from drilling for oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x23/hannah_reighn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gas.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x23/hannah_reighn/gas.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait . it gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** China, Cuba, Canada and others continue to drill off our shores where US companies are not allowed to drill because of Democratic policies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x23/hannah_reighn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=oil.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x23/hannah_reighn/oil.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's right. China and Cuba are actively exploring oil fields 50 miles from Key West, Florida while U.S. companies are barred from working in this area because of U.S. policy . So, instead of allowing the most environmentally responsible companies to operate there and increase our domestic supply, China, who has a dismal environmental record, is preparing to suck our close, lucrative oil reserves dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Investor's Business Daily recently explained how irresponsible the Democrats have been on the energy crisis. They lay into what they consider to be the worst Congress ever for ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failing to allow drilling in ANWR. We have, as President Bush noted, estimated capacity of a million barrels of oil a day from this source alone -- enough for 27 million gallons of gas and diesel. But Congress won't touch it, fearful of the clout of the environmental lobby. As a result, you pay through the nose at the pump so your representative can raise campaign cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Refusing to build new refineries. The U.S. hasn't built one since 1976, yet the EPA requires at least 15 unique 'boutique' fuel blends that can be sold in different areas around the nation. This means that U.S. refinery capacity is stretched so tight that even the slightest problem at a refinery causes enormous supply problems and price spikes. Congress has done nothing about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Turning its back on nuclear power. It's safe and, with advances in nuclear reprocessing technology, waste problems have been minimized. Still, we have just 104 nuclear plants -- the same as a decade ago -- producing just 19% of our total energy. (Many European nation s produce 40% or more of their power with nuclear.) Granted, nuclear power plants are expensive -- about $3 billion each. But they produce energy at $1.72/kilowatt-hour vs. $2.37 for coal and $6.35 for natural gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Raising taxes on energy producers. This is where a basic understanding of economics would help: Higher taxes and needless regulation lead to less production of a commodity. So by proposing 'windfall' and other taxes on energy companies plus tough new rules, Congress only makes our energy situation worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few of Congress' sins of omission -- all while India , China , Eastern Europe and the Middle East are adding more than a million barrels o f new demand each and every year. New Energy Department forecasts see world oil demand growing 40% by 2030, including a 28% increase in the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Americans who are worried about the direction of their country, including runaway energy and food prices, should keep in mind the upcoming election isn't just about choosing a new president. We'll also pick a new Congress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you agree with the need to let the American people know who's REALLY responsible for the sky-high gasoline prices we're seeing today, please forward this e-mail to everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we elect a liberal Democrat as president in the Fall and keep the same Democrat-controlled Congress, nothing will change .. except gasoline prices, which will keep going up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-4054888629954453734?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/4054888629954453734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=4054888629954453734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/4054888629954453734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/4054888629954453734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/06/gas-prices-wtf.html' title='Gas Prices????? WTF!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-1840443178974313976</id><published>2008-06-10T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T19:21:54.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are you VOTING for???????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d17/jimenezvieques/?action=view&amp;amp;current=20040423001909990001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d17/jimenezvieques/20040423001909990001.jpg" border="0" alt="American Flags 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Pledge of Allegiance' - by Senator John McCain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'As you may know, I spent five and one half years as a prisoner of war&lt;br /&gt;during the Vietnam War. In the early years of our imprisonment, the NVA&lt;br /&gt;kept us in solitary confinement or two or three to a cell. In 1971 the NVA&lt;br /&gt;moved us from these conditions of isolation into large rooms with as many&lt;br /&gt;as 30 to 40 men to a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was, as you can imagine, a wonderful change and was a direct result&lt;br /&gt;of the efforts of millions of Americans on behalf of a few hundred POWs&lt;br /&gt;10,000 miles from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the men who moved into my room was a young man named Mike Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike came from a small town near Selma , Alabama . He didn't wear a pair&lt;br /&gt;of shoes until he was 13 years old. At 17, he enlisted in the US Navy. He&lt;br /&gt;later earned a commission by going to Officer Training School Then he&lt;br /&gt;became a Naval Flight Officer and was shot down and captured in 1967. Mike&lt;br /&gt;had a keen and deep appreciation of the opportunities this country and our&lt;br /&gt;military provide for people who want to work and want to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of the change in treatment, the Vietnamese allowed some prisoners&lt;br /&gt;to receive packages from home. In some of these packages were&lt;br /&gt;handkerchiefs, scarves and other items of clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike got himself a bamboo needle. Over a period of a couple of months, he&lt;br /&gt;created an American flag and sewed on the inside of his shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every afternoon, before we had a bowl of soup, we would hang Mike's shirt&lt;br /&gt;on the wall of the cell and say the Pledge of Allegiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the Pledge of Allegiance may not seem the most important part of&lt;br /&gt;our day now, but I can assure you that in that stark cell it was indeed&lt;br /&gt;the most important and meaningful event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day the Vietnamese searched our cell, as they did periodically, and&lt;br /&gt;discovered Mike's shirt with the flag sewn inside, and removed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening they returned, opened the door of the cell, and for the&lt;br /&gt;benefit of all of us, beat Mike Christian severely for the next couple of&lt;br /&gt;hours. Then, they opened the door of the cell and threw him in. We cleaned&lt;br /&gt;him up as well as we could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cell in which we lived had a concrete slab in the middle on which we&lt;br /&gt;slept Four naked light bulbs hung in each corner of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, we tried to clean up Mike as well as we could. After the&lt;br /&gt;excitement died down, I looked in the corner of the room, and sitting&lt;br /&gt;there beneath that dim light bulb with a piece of red cloth, another shirt&lt;br /&gt;and his bamboo needle, was my friend, Mike Christian. He was sitting there&lt;br /&gt;with his eyes almost shut from the beating he had received, making another&lt;br /&gt;American flag. He was not making the flag because it made Mike Christian&lt;br /&gt;feel better. He was making that flag because he knew how important it was&lt;br /&gt;to us to be able to Pledge our allegiance to our flag and country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you say the Pledge of Allegiance, you must never forget&lt;br /&gt;the sacrifice and courage that thousands of Americans have made to build&lt;br /&gt;our nation and promote freedom around the world. You must remember our&lt;br /&gt;duty, our honor, and our country.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America and to&lt;br /&gt;the republic for which it stands, one nation under God, indivisable, with&lt;br /&gt;liberty and justice for all.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASS THIS ON... And on... And on! You can even send it back to me, I don't&lt;br /&gt;mind, because its worth reading again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh......and then you have this clown, who refuses to place his hand on his&lt;br /&gt;heart and say the pledge......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Remember this picture on election day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all remember this on election day...if you have family serving in&lt;br /&gt;the military, make sure you send it along.  picture is definitely worth&lt;br /&gt;1000 words! God save us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senator Barack Obama, Governor Bill Richardson, Senator Hillary Clinton&lt;br /&gt;and Ruth Harkin stand during the national anthem.&lt;br /&gt;Barack Hussein Obama's photo (that's his real name).....the article said&lt;br /&gt;he REFUSED TO NOT ONLY PUT HIS HAND ON HIS HEART DURING THE PLEDGE OF&lt;br /&gt;ALLEGIANCE, BUT REFUSED TO SAY THE PLEDGE.....how in the heck can a man&lt;br /&gt;like this expect to be our next Commander-in-Chief?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Inline Attachment Follows-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Pledge of Allegiance' - by Senator John McCain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may know, I spent five and one half years as a prisoner of war during the Vietnam War. In the early years of our imprisonment, the NVA kept us in solitary confinement or two or three to a cell. In 1971 the NVA moved us from these conditions of isolation into large rooms with as many as 30 to 40 men to a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was, as you can imagine, a wonderful change and was a direct result of the efforts of millions of Americans on behalf of a few hundred POWs 10,000 miles from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the men who moved into my room was a young man named Mike Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike came from a small town near Selma , Alabama . He didn't wear a pair of shoes until he was 13 years old. At 17, he enlisted in the US Navy. He later earned a commission by going to Officer Training School Then he became a Naval Flight Officer and was shot down and captured in 1967. Mike had a keen and deep appreciation of the opportunities this country and our military provide for people who want to work and want to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of the change in treatment, the Vietnamese allowed some prisoners to receive packages from home. In some of these packages were handkerchiefs, scarves and other items of clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike got himself a bamboo needle. Over a period of a couple of months, he created an American flag and sewed on the inside of his shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every afternoon, before we had a bowl of soup, we would hang Mike's shirt on the wall of the cell and say the Pledge of Allegiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the Pledge of Allegiance may not seem the most important part of our day now, but I can assure you that in that stark cell it was indeed the most important and meaningful event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day the Vietnamese searched our cell, as they did periodically, and discovered Mike's shirt with the flag sewn inside, and removed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening they returned, opened the door of the cell, and for the benefit of all of us, beat Mike Christian severely for the next couple of hours. Then, they opened the door of the cell and threw him in. We cleaned him up as well as we could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cell in which we lived had a concrete slab in the middle on which we slept Four naked light bulbs hung in each corner of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, we tried to clean up Mike as well as we could. After the excitement died down, I looked in the corner of the room, and sitting there beneath that dim light bulb with a piece of red cloth, another shirt and his bamboo needle, was my friend, Mike Christian. He was sitting there with his eyes almost shut from the beating he had received, making another American flag. He was not making the flag because it made Mike Christian feel better. He was making that flag because he knew how important it was to us to be able to Pledge our allegiance to our flag and country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you say the Pledge of Allegiance, you must never forget the sacrifice and courage that thousands of Americans have made to build our nation and promote freedom around the world. You must remember our duty, our honor, and our country.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America and to the republic for which it stands, one nationunder God, indivisable, with liberty and justice for all.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASS THIS ON... And on... And on!  oh......and then you have this clown, who refuses to place his hand on his heart and say the pledge......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Remember this picture on election day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all remember this on election day...if you have family serving in the military, make sure you send it along.  picture is definitely worth 1000 words! God save us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senator Barack Obama, Governor Bill Richardson, Senator Hillary Clinton and Ruth Harkin stand during the national anthem.&lt;br /&gt;Barack Hussein Obama's photo (that's his real name).....the article said he REFUSED TO NOT ONLY PUT HIS HAND ON HIS HEART DURING THE PLEDGE OF ALLEGIANCE, BUT REFUSED TO SAY THE PLEDGE.....how in the heck can a man like this expect to be our next Commander-in-Chief?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-1840443178974313976?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/1840443178974313976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=1840443178974313976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1840443178974313976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1840443178974313976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/06/who-are-you-voting-for.html' title='Who are you VOTING for???????'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-4620954983186403172</id><published>2008-05-12T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T06:10:32.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back and ready!</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a long time. Now work has slowed down for the summer and I have time for my blog again! so get ready for some great summer ideas to keep your kids busy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-4620954983186403172?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/4620954983186403172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=4620954983186403172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/4620954983186403172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/4620954983186403172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-back-and-ready.html' title='I am back and ready!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-7811025221768433736</id><published>2008-02-17T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T06:53:25.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mrs President</title><content type='html'>WOW!!!! Thats all I can say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ITZZ6-qCYIE&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ITZZ6-qCYIE&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-7811025221768433736?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/7811025221768433736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=7811025221768433736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7811025221768433736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7811025221768433736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/02/dear-mrs-president.html' title='Dear Mrs President'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-209629314265050199</id><published>2008-02-15T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T05:55:20.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut the cheese!!!!!    must watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.funnyplace.org/stream.php?id=6489"&gt;&lt;img height="170" border="0" width="230" alt="Funny video on Funnyplace.org - Pig" src="http://www.funnyplace.org/videos/5232-v.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-209629314265050199?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/209629314265050199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=209629314265050199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/209629314265050199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/209629314265050199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/02/cut-cheese-must-watch.html' title='Cut the cheese!!!!!    must watch'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-3570953059072735595</id><published>2008-02-15T05:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T05:44:14.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'> Cell Phone Law </title><content type='html'>According to the upcoming new law you will no longer be able to&lt;br /&gt; use a cell phone while driving unless you have a 'hands free' adapter.&lt;br /&gt; I went to Circuit City and they wanted $50 for a headset with a&lt;br /&gt; microphone for my cell phone. Knowing someone in the cell phone business, I&lt;br /&gt; talked with him and was able to come up with an alternative, working&lt;br /&gt; through Office Depot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       These kits are compatible with any mobile phone and one size&lt;br /&gt; fits all. I paid him $0.08 each because he bought in quantity. Then we&lt;br /&gt; tried it with Motorola, Sprint, Verizon and Nokia units and they worked&lt;br /&gt; perfectly. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;      A photo is attached so scroll down and take a look and let me&lt;br /&gt; know if you want one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x23/hannah_reighn/?action=view&amp;current=tn.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x23/hannah_reighn/tn.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;       I can hear you laughing. I thought you could use a laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-3570953059072735595?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/3570953059072735595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=3570953059072735595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3570953059072735595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3570953059072735595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/02/cell-phone-law.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt; Cell Phone Law &lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-5190937244618661333</id><published>2008-02-07T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T19:44:21.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Rocks!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s226.photobucket.com/albums/dd52/gabriellexolynn/?action=view&amp;current=Pink.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd52/gabriellexolynn/Pink.jpg" border="0" alt="Pink"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://services.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/416542555" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=132209460&amp;playerId=416542555&amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://services.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;domain=embed&amp;autoStart=false&amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="510" height="550" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swLiveConnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-5190937244618661333?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/5190937244618661333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=5190937244618661333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5190937244618661333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5190937244618661333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/02/pink-rocks.html' title='Pink Rocks!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-5578313957015969051</id><published>2008-02-03T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T21:41:17.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Giants !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s26.photobucket.com/albums/c148/mrw2323/?action=view&amp;current=Giants.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c148/mrw2323/Giants.jpg" border="0" alt="NY giants"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great game I almost gave up on them but the boys came back!!!! How about that half time show? SUCKED!!! Well I am  still working and loving it no time for myself anymore though! Which means no time for the computer and keeping up my blog! I really miss writing to all you great people! Well time for bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-5578313957015969051?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/5578313957015969051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=5578313957015969051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5578313957015969051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5578313957015969051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/02/go-giants.html' title='Go Giants !!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-4180812549248110243</id><published>2008-01-10T03:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T03:19:31.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zCdZwitrNoY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zCdZwitrNoY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-4180812549248110243?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/4180812549248110243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=4180812549248110243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/4180812549248110243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/4180812549248110243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-559105874741585525</id><published>2008-01-10T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T03:15:19.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The legend of the Cherokee Indian</title><content type='html'>Do you know the legend of the Cherokee Indian &lt;br /&gt;    youth's rite of passage?&lt;br /&gt;    His father takes him into the forest, &lt;br /&gt;    blindfolds him and leaves him alone.&lt;br /&gt;    He is required to sit on a stump the whole &lt;br /&gt;    night and not remove the blindfold until the &lt;br /&gt;    rays of the morning sun shine through it. &lt;br /&gt;    He cannot cry out for help to anyone. &lt;br /&gt;    Once he survives the night, he is a MAN. &lt;br /&gt;    He cannot tell the other boys of this &lt;br /&gt;    experience because each lad must come &lt;br /&gt;    into manhood on his own. &lt;br /&gt;    The boy is naturally terrified. He can hear &lt;br /&gt;    all kinds of noises. Wild beasts must surely &lt;br /&gt;    be all around him. Maybe even some human &lt;br /&gt;    might do him harm. The wind blew the grass &lt;br /&gt;    and earth, and shook his stump, but he sat &lt;br /&gt;    stoically, never removing the blindfold. &lt;br /&gt;    It would be the only way he &lt;br /&gt;    could become a man!&lt;br /&gt;    Finally, after a horrific night, the sun &lt;br /&gt;    appeared and he removed his blindfold. &lt;br /&gt;    It was then that he discovered his &lt;br /&gt;    father sitting on the stump next to him. &lt;br /&gt;    He had been at watch the entire night, &lt;br /&gt;    protecting his son from harm. &lt;br /&gt;    We, too, are never alone. &lt;br /&gt;    Even when we don't know it, &lt;br /&gt;    our Heavenly Father is watching over us, &lt;br /&gt;    sitting on the stump beside us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When trouble comes, all we have &lt;br /&gt;    to do is reach out to Him.&lt;br /&gt;    If you liked this story, pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;    Moral of the Story: &lt;br /&gt;    Just because you can't see God, &lt;br /&gt;    doesn't mean He is not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    'For we walk by faith, not by sight.' &lt;br /&gt;    ~ 2 Corinthians 5:7 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-559105874741585525?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/559105874741585525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=559105874741585525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/559105874741585525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/559105874741585525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/01/legend-of-cherokee-indian.html' title='The legend of the Cherokee Indian'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-2678200405424275443</id><published>2008-01-09T06:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T06:15:56.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year To You!!!!!</title><content type='html'>iT's like a new SUNRISE Of HOPE, of HAPPINESS... iT's like a new Beginning of THOUGHTS, of WORDS, of ACTIONS.... iT's like a new day of ENERGY, of STRENGTH, of IDEAS... iT's like a bunch of whole NEW things... of PRAYERS, of FRIENDS and of LOVE.... IT'S A NEW YEAR!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-2678200405424275443?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/2678200405424275443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=2678200405424275443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/2678200405424275443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/2678200405424275443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-to-you.html' title='Happy New Year To You!!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-1447462493663229781</id><published>2008-01-06T07:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T07:14:10.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well it has been a while!</title><content type='html'>Work...Work...Work that is all I do now have not had time to be on the puter I really miss my puter world and all my friends though! My laptop crashed so I cant take it to work by the time I get home I am so tired. but had a few min before I have to run again &lt;br /&gt;taking the kids to the circus today to spend some time with them! miss you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-1447462493663229781?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/1447462493663229781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=1447462493663229781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1447462493663229781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1447462493663229781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-it-has-been-while.html' title='Well it has been a while!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-6664778657956712971</id><published>2007-12-17T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T07:45:36.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG my husband is a stay at home dad</title><content type='html'>Well if you read my last post you know I went back to work! I was so scared to even come home the first day. I cleaned my house from top to bottom and then left it up to my husband to keep it that way. In all reality I didn't think he would but I could hope. So after my first nine hour day at work I dreaded to come home but to my surprise when I walked in the kids were clean the house was clean and dinner was laid out (ready for me to cook) but hey he did good my kids ran to me about knocked me over that was such a great feeling. I missed them so much after being home with them for years it was different to be away from them. Nice though but after the hugs it was back to fighting and screaming between the kids running through the kitchen while I cook but instead of getting mad I just smiled and thought {HOME SWEET HOME}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-6664778657956712971?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/6664778657956712971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=6664778657956712971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6664778657956712971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6664778657956712971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/12/omg-my-husband-is-stay-at-home-dad.html' title='OMG my husband is a stay at home dad'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-850972679902802799</id><published>2007-12-14T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T10:42:48.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work I go!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o285/jane_doe_102/work%20stuff/2146241199.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my fellow blogger my days of blogging are being shorten I have to go back to the real work force!!!! My husband got laid off right before Christmas and no one will hire him till the new year. So back to work I got cutting hair listening to people bitch and use me as their free therapist. I have been doing hair about ten years on and off and in between kids....lol I do love what I do but it gets old. You can never please the old Lady's the guys always hit on you and the young women want you to be God and fix what they tried to do at home. And all you can do is smile and tell them you will try! I hope I wont be working long my husband can go back to work in 90 days but by then my kids will be out of their schedule my house will be a wreck and my husband just might see what I deal with every day! It is not easy staying at home with four kids but I do love it. I will miss them and be a nervous wreck wondering is my house on fire? have they tied their daddy up and locked him in the closet? Oh yes my kids are that bad when I am not around they know daddy doesn't know what to do and they will walk all over that....lol I just hope my husband survives! But after my long day at work I bet I will have to clean and cook and untie my husband if I can find him that is.....lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-850972679902802799?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/850972679902802799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=850972679902802799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/850972679902802799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/850972679902802799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-to-work-i-go.html' title='Back to work I go!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o285/jane_doe_102/work%20stuff/th_2146241199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-5170719839063075419</id><published>2007-12-04T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T14:04:36.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas story that will bring tears!</title><content type='html'>I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.&lt;br /&gt;The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'&lt;br /&gt;Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.She was sure that Santa Clause would bring it to her.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart nearly stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.'Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check&lt;br /&gt;again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'My mommy loves white roses.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was this the family of the little boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-5170719839063075419?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/5170719839063075419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=5170719839063075419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5170719839063075419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5170719839063075419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-story-that-will-bring-tears.html' title='A Christmas story that will bring tears!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-3377670950243995454</id><published>2007-12-04T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T10:54:24.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a baby not a choice</title><content type='html'>In September 1993, Brenda Pratt Shafer, a registered nurse with thirteen years of experience, was assigned by her nursing agency to an abortion clinic. Since Nurse Shafer considered herself "very pro-choice," she didn't think this assignment would be a problem. She was wrong. This is what Nurse Shafer saw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I stood at the doctor's side and watched him perform a partial-birth abortion on a woman who was six months pregnant. The baby's heartbeat was clearly visible on the ultrasound screen. The doctor delivered the baby's body and arms, everything but his little head. The baby's body was moving. His little fingers were clasping together. He was kicking his feet. The doctor took a pair of scissors and inserted them into the back of the baby's head, and the baby's arms jerked out in a flinch, a startle reaction, like a baby does when he thinks that he might fall. Then the doctor opened the scissors up. Then he stuck the high-powered suction tube into the hole and sucked the baby's brains out. Now the baby was completely limp. I never went back to the clinic. But I am still haunted by the face of that little boy. It was the most perfect, angelic face I have ever seen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what about if the baby had been aborted at a younger age.. say 6 weeks? When the baby is this young, doctors use the Saline Method, where they inject a salty saline solution into the mother's womb. You would think it would just poison the baby, but it actually burns it to death. Even though the baby is so young, on ultrasounds of the abortion, the fetus is seen pulling away from the poison as it is injected.. obviously wanting to stay alive.(The baby is intelligent enough to move away from the pain..but the child can't escape it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about that before you say that unborn children can't feel pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is life, no matter how small.&lt;br /&gt;A baby cries for it's first and last time when it's aborted&lt;br /&gt;You can deny but its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A baby is a living thing. thats like killing one of your friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS A BABY, NOT A CHOICE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-3377670950243995454?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/3377670950243995454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=3377670950243995454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3377670950243995454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3377670950243995454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-baby-not-choice.html' title='It&apos;s a baby not a choice'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-5802813282137359427</id><published>2007-12-04T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T08:23:48.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you been hit by google and want to know why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;If you use ppp and wonder why you got hit by google this is why. It is sad google will lose alot of good bloggers I am now thinking about going to wordpress over this. At first I was mad at ppp but now I know what is up I think google needs to reconsider what they are doing.  I hope every one will post some thing or copy and past this so google will see how many people they are pissing off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Google decided to go after some of the bloggers in our network, reducing their PR from whatever they previously had to zero. Once again Google has proved that PR has little to do with blog traffic, influence or relevance and everything to defending their monopolistic stranglehold on search and online advertising.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It is no coincidence that Google has gone after some blogs that utilize PayPerPost and many of our competitors services. We offer a very attractive alternative to AdSense and are leading a charge to provide real monetization for everyday bloggers. Unlike the Google AdSense black box, we are palms up when it comes to revenue share and give bloggers the lions share of advertising dollars that they deserve. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I find it laughable that high profile bloggers like TechCrunch aren't being penalized in the same way. Perhaps it's the fact that they use AdSense. Perhaps it's the fact that they are silicon valley insiders and are invited to special Google events. Either way I don't see the difference between a sponsored post in our system or this &lt;a href="http://www.techcrunch.com/2007/11/09/techcrunch-sponsors-4/"&gt;sponsored post&lt;/a&gt;. Both are paid for, neither use no-follow.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;While this has only effected a fraction of our bloggers it is significant enough that I have decided to fast track the release of IZEA's RealRank system prior to the role out of SocialSpark. This will cause a slight delay in Alpha key distribution as we need to implement a RealRank option in PayPerPost and that will take some work.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What does this mean for Advertisers?&lt;br /&gt;If you are still using PR as your measure for influence you will be missing out on a lot a great blogs and bloggers. While the general population has maintained their ranking some of our better bloggers have been hit by Google. You may want to consider using Tacks and Alexa instead of PR for future campaigns until we implement RealRank.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What does this mean for Bloggers?&lt;br /&gt;If you have been hit by Google unfortunately there is little we can do. We know that Google PR does not reflect your actual traffic and it is sad that Google chooses to over look that to protect their own bottom line. We now know from some of our friends inside of Google (thanks "bob") that they are now looking for phrases such as PPP, PayPerPost,ReviewMe, Payu2blog, etc. in the text of your post. For that reason I would suggest refraining from using any type of this text in the body of your posts, sponsored or not. When you disclose thank the sponsor, not PPP.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is Censorship.&lt;br /&gt;One of our programmers actually had his blog de-ranked last night because he mentions PPP often as an employee. He has never taken a sponsored post, nor does he sell sponsored links. He is simply blogging about his day to day experience here. I find this outrageous. I encourage you to write to Google and your Congressmen.&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;   digg_url = 'http://community.izea.com/blog/2007/11/google-goes-aft.html';   digg_skin = 'compact';  &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-5802813282137359427?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/5802813282137359427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=5802813282137359427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5802813282137359427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5802813282137359427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/12/have-you-been-hit-by-google-and-want-to.html' title='Have you been hit by google and want to know why?'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-280674606977476170</id><published>2007-12-03T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T12:05:03.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger is blowing it for bloggers to network</title><content type='html'>In case you hadn’t heard, blogger have done something strange and changed their commenting system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whats Changed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before, another blogger from anywhere could post a comment on a blogger/blogspot post and get a link back by adding their blog address and name. This in turn created a backlink via the name field which led back to the bloggers blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google has changed this and made it almost impossible to get a backlink to your blog unless you add your blog address within the actual comment. What they want to do now is sign up for a Google account which allows you to add your user name to the comment, add a nickname or leave an anonymous comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What Does This Mean To A Blogger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one thing you wont receive a backlink to your blog. To make matters worse it could alter a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Technorati&lt;/span&gt; - After 6 months, all back links from blogger/blogspot blogs will disappear which could alter things on technorati drastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Advertising &lt;/span&gt;- A lot of advertising networks use the number of back links as an indicator to how popular a site is, what happens when all the links disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Statistics&lt;/span&gt; - Loads of people use the back links for statistics and to measure their blogs growth. Doing what Google have done will make this very hard to measure where traffic is coming from if its from another blogger/blogspot blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finding New Blogs&lt;/span&gt; - In the long run it will stop bloggers finding each other. I follow any comments left on my blogs back to the blog that left them by clicking on the name field of the comment. I sometimes end up subscribing or becoming a fan of the blog I visit. What Google have done is basically stopped communication between bloggers. Stopping the core feature of blogging which is getting the word out and getting noticed by spreading news around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, it will create more accounts for Google thats for sure. It also means you have to have a Google account to get anything worth while out of blogging on blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I propose is everyone posts about this, copy this post if you have to, make badges. I can make a list of links below. Let Google know what you feel about it. Any comments here will be added to the post with a link back to your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Digg everything you see about it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stumble, Reddit E.T.C everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Related posts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://whatswrongaroundus.blogspot.com/2007/12/when-brilliant-men-have-dumb-ideas.html"&gt;Whats Wrong Around Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://just-thinkin.net/2007/12/blogger-blows-it-big-time/"&gt;Just Thinking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://samyyang.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns%21534672942D60ED1B%219200.entry"&gt;Sammy Yang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onaridge.blogspot.com/2007/12/bloggercom-no-longer-allows-links-to.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OnARidge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-280674606977476170?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/280674606977476170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=280674606977476170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/280674606977476170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/280674606977476170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/12/blogger-is-blowing-it-for-bloggers-to.html' title='Blogger is blowing it for bloggers to network'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-7155888638034000475</id><published>2007-11-30T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T15:05:48.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you bought an ILO tv from walmart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/EllicottStation/WMT_vertical.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if so take it back. Walmart is trying to come out with their own poducts. I bought  a Ilo 36 inch tv from them and after about 6 months it wont turn on. Did I get any help from walmart hell no. They told me I have to contact the company. Well how do you do that if walmart makes the stupid thing.Walmart is supose to be about costumer service "yeah right" I waisted 500 dollars on a crap tv. So be for warned do not buy a tv from walmart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-7155888638034000475?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/7155888638034000475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=7155888638034000475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7155888638034000475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7155888638034000475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/12/have-you-bought-ilo-tv-from-walmart.html' title='Have you bought an ILO tv from walmart?'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-3560185980354090365</id><published>2007-11-30T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T05:34:44.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Demon Barber Confessional</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://altfarm.mediaplex.com/ad/tr/5626-53275-20114-8?mpt=%5BCACHEBUSTER%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweeney Todd is only the best movie to come out in a while! Johnny depp is such a great actor. This movie comes from the the great film maker Tim Bruton! It is suspenseful, daring, a total must see! You must &lt;a href="http://altfarm.mediaplex.com/ad/ck/5626-53275-20114-6?mpt=ppp"&gt;visit the official Sweeney Todd movie site&lt;/a&gt; It is fun and really makes you wonder what is going to happen in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well have you ever wanted revenge for something? Well no longer keep it a secret you can go to the &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/groups/sweeneytodd/members/"&gt;"Confess to the Demon Barber" Confessional&lt;/a&gt; and vent all you want! What more could you ask for a great movie, great website! They also have set up a movie trailer, photo gallery. music downloads and much more. If your a computer junkie like me you could lose hours on the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give you a review I would have to say they picked great actors and actresses for this movie as it starts and an Innocent man goes to jail his anger grows. As he plots to take revenge on the ones responsible are you on the edge of your seat? well you will have to take a look at this site yourself to find out more. I wouldn't want to spoil the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you check out &lt;a href="http://altfarm.mediaplex.com/ad/ck/5626-53275-20114-7?mpt=ppp"&gt;Sweeney Todd  on  myspace.com&lt;/a&gt; ,I know you have a myspace so look it up this is a great movie dont miss out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2ayq68" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sweeneytoddmovie.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="disclosure_bar_17557" src="http://tinyurl.com/2ayavf" onmouseover="show_disclosure_ad(17557);ad_closed=false;" onmouseout="hide_disclosure_ad();ad_closed=true;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-3560185980354090365?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/3560185980354090365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=3560185980354090365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3560185980354090365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3560185980354090365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/dear-demon-barber-confessional.html' title='Dear Demon Barber Confessional'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-6194603912214001541</id><published>2007-11-30T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T15:11:35.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Mice Cookies</title><content type='html'>Another great cookie from my grandma secret stash. I hope you have been enjoying them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 4 dozen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup margarine, softened&lt;br /&gt;1 cup creamy peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 large egg&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;peanut halves&lt;br /&gt;1 (2.25 ounce) jar red cinnamon candies&lt;br /&gt;4 yards of thin red licorice, cut in 3-inch pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directions&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;Beat margarine and peanut butter at medium speed with an electric mixer; gradually add sugars, beat well. Combine flour and soda, gradually add to creamed mixture, mixing well. Cover and chill at least 2 hours. Shape dough into 1 inch balls; taper one end of each ball to form a tear-drop shape. Press one side flat. Place flat sides on ungreased cookie sheets with cookies 2 inches apart. Press in sides of dough to raise backs of mice. Gently place 2 peanut halves in dough for ears. With wooden toothpick, make 1/2 inch deep hole at tail end. Bake at 350 degrees for 9 minutes, remove cookies from oven. Place cinnamon candies for eyes and bake an additional 1-2 minutes or until brown. Remove from oven, insert licorice tails and cool completely on baking sheets.&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_wink.gif" alt="wink" title="wink" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-6194603912214001541?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/6194603912214001541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=6194603912214001541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6194603912214001541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6194603912214001541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-mice-cookies.html' title='Christmas Mice Cookies'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-8015463280143463618</id><published>2007-11-30T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T05:46:37.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke of the day/ Birds and the bees</title><content type='html'>A mother is in the kitchen making dinner for her family when her daughter walks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mother, where do babies come from?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother thinks for a few seconds and says, “Well dear, Mommy and Daddy fall in love and get married. One night they go into their bedroom, they kiss and hug and have sex.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daughter looks puzzled so the mother continues, “That means the daddy puts his penis in the mommy’s vagina. That’s how you get a baby, honey.” The child seems to comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, I see, but the other night when I came into your room you had daddy’s penis in your mouth. What do you get when you do that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jewelry, my dear. Jewelry.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-8015463280143463618?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/8015463280143463618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=8015463280143463618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8015463280143463618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8015463280143463618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/joke-of-day-birds-and-bees.html' title='Joke of the day/ Birds and the bees'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-7881753532926869774</id><published>2007-11-30T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T04:53:41.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A virus warning you need to hear!</title><content type='html'>PLEASE SEND THIS TO EVERYONE ON YOUR CONTACT LIST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new virus has just been discovered that has been classified by Microsoft as the most destructive ever. This virus was discovered yesterday afternoon by McAfee . This virus simply destroys Sector Zero from the hard disk, where vital information for its functioning are stored.  This virus acts in the following manner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sends itself automatically to all contacts on your list with the title: 'You've received a Post Card from a Family member'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the supposed virtual card is opened the computer freezes so that the user has to reboot. When the ctrl+alt+ del keys or the reset button are pressed, the virus destroys Sector Zero thus permanently destroying the hard disk. Yesterday in just a few hours this virus caused panic in New York, according to news broadcast by CNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This alert was received by an employee of Microsoft itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't open any mails with subject: 'A Post Card from ...' As soon as you get the mail, delete it !! Even if&lt;br /&gt;you know the sender !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-7881753532926869774?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/7881753532926869774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=7881753532926869774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7881753532926869774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7881753532926869774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/virus-warning-you-need-to-hear.html' title='A virus warning you need to hear!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-3089275976177823380</id><published>2007-11-28T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T11:02:24.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cash Advances paday loans</title><content type='html'>Yes it is the holidays and money is tight! We all know how that goes but I found a great site to help you get through the rough patch! &lt;a href="http://www.cashadvance1500.com"&gt;payday loans&lt;/a&gt; wants to help you give your family a great Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to apply and there are only three things you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * Being Employed for at least 3 consecutive months.&lt;br /&gt; * Earning at least $1,000 per month in income.&lt;br /&gt; * Having a valid checking account open for at least 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can visit their featured site Check Cash Central where you can get up to 1500 dollars for an unsecured loan! So don't get in a slump and depressed. Make this holiday the best one ever! We all have hard times but that is no reason to give up. Cash Advances is here for you. What if you know that Christmas bonus is right around the corner but you wont get it in time for shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where this site comes in handy! I does not matter the reason you need &lt;a href="http://www.cashadvance1500.com"&gt;payday loans&lt;/a&gt; because every one is different. All that matters is Cash Advance payday loans can help. So why wait take some stress off and get a Cash advance today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-3089275976177823380?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/3089275976177823380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=3089275976177823380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3089275976177823380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3089275976177823380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/cash-advances-paday-loans.html' title='Cash Advances paday loans'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-2125989241579447180</id><published>2007-11-28T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T10:06:17.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Cookie Bars</title><content type='html'>These are great I hope you are enjoying all my favorite holiday recipes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 1 batch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 stick butter&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups graham cracker crumbs&lt;br /&gt;1 cup finely chopped walnuts&lt;br /&gt;1- 6oz package semi-sweet chocolate pieces&lt;br /&gt;1- 3 1/2 oz canned flaked coconut&lt;br /&gt;1 can Eagle Brand sweetened condensed milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions..........&lt;br /&gt;Pour melted butter on the bottom of a 13x9x2 inch pan. Sprinkle the crumbs evenly over the melted butter. Sprinkle nuts evenly over the crumbs. Scatter chocolate pieces over the nuts. Sprinkle the coconut evenly over the chocolate pieces. Pour sweetened condensed milk evenly over coconut. Bake in a 350 degree oven for 25 minutes or until lightly browned on top. Cool in pan for about 30 minutes - then cut into bars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-2125989241579447180?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/2125989241579447180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=2125989241579447180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/2125989241579447180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/2125989241579447180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/magic-cookie-bars.html' title='Magic Cookie Bars'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-6793295645985638700</id><published>2007-11-28T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T10:01:32.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time of season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o92/monkiebabytwin/thhappyholidz.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know I live in Florida, which is great most of the time! But as we were putting up our lights it just didn't feel right. it was 85 degrees out side no snow now falling leaves. Growing up in Tulsa Oklahoma I saw the seasons actually change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really forgot how beautiful nature is. In Florida it stays the same sure we have a little fall and it might get cold enough to wear a sweater, but no real joy of the season comes out of swimming in December! I thought about this post when I ran across this beautiful site with some awesome fall pictures. &lt;a href="http://home.att.net/%7Ehideaway_today/t083/fall.htm"&gt;Fall pictures &lt;/a&gt; I thought you might enjoy as my readers! Happy Holidays to everyone and if you are screaming cause of the snow just enjoy it.  Because I would give anything to have a white Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-6793295645985638700?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/6793295645985638700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=6793295645985638700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6793295645985638700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6793295645985638700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/time-of-season.html' title='Time of season'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-8148245726770027122</id><published>2007-11-28T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:34:32.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signup for travel news and Win 4 free tour tickets</title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_arrow.gif" alt="arrow" title="arrow" height="15" width="15" /&gt;Are you looking for some great gift ideas for Christmas?&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_biggrin.gif" alt="biggrin" title="biggrin" height="15" width="15" /&gt; Well I have what you need right here! How about a tour of your favorite place? Well mine would have to be &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/yq47zd"&gt;Savannah&lt;/a&gt;. I have family there and I love this city! You have to try the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;holly jolly holiday trolley &lt;/span&gt;for $19.80 you get a two hour tour enjoying tales of favorite Holiday Traditions, caroling from the Trolley as you pass by festively decorated historic homes and city squares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is just one of many different things! Are you into ghost well they have a tour for you. Try the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghost and gravestone tour of savannah &lt;/span&gt;Hear tales of murder and mayhem, stories of ghosts, ghouls and other mysterious happenings and phenomena. I love good old fashion ghost stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great thing about this site is anyone who signs up for the Trusted Travel e-Newsletter is automatically entered to win four free tickets to tours in a city of their choice. But don't hesitate because this promotion ends Friday, December 14th, 2007. You don't want to miss out on this chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://www.trustedtours.com/newsletter.aspx"&gt;"Trusted Tours and Attractions"&lt;/a&gt; to check out their newsletter today! I would tell you more but you really need to check it out for yourself! If you don't like Savannah no worries there are plenty of cities to chose from! Savannah is just my favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2c4zfz" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://urlbrief.com/bfb814"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2glnpe" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-8148245726770027122?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/8148245726770027122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=8148245726770027122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8148245726770027122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8148245726770027122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/signup-for-travel-news-and-win-4-free.html' title='Signup for travel news and Win 4 free tour tickets'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-1229786272325492825</id><published>2007-11-22T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:58:47.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deer Hunters! Joke of the day!</title><content type='html'>Two deer hunters were standing on a ridge near a highway in rural Arkansas on the opening day of deer season. They both spotted a large trophy class buck meandering towards them. As the one hunter raised his gun to shoot, a funeral procession came slowly by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hunter lowered his gun, took off his hat and stood with his head bowed until the procession was past. Of course by then, the deer was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other hunter exclaimed "Wow! That was the most sportsmanlike act I've ever seen! You allowed this trophy buck to escape while showing such compassion and kindness toward someone's dearly departed. You are a great humanitarian and a shining example to sportsmen throughout the world!"&lt;br /&gt;The first hunter nodded and said, "Well, we were married for 42 years."&lt;img style="width: 48px; height: 48px;" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-1229786272325492825?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/1229786272325492825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=1229786272325492825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1229786272325492825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1229786272325492825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/deer-hunters-joke-of-day.html' title='Deer Hunters! Joke of the day!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-146757727156736865</id><published>2007-11-22T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:55:31.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If God is busy he will send someone else!</title><content type='html'>A United States Marine was attending some college courses between&lt;br /&gt;assignments. He had completed missions in  Iraq   and Afghanistan . One of&lt;br /&gt;the courses had a professor who was an avowed  atheist and a member of&lt;br /&gt;the ACLU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day the professor shocked the class  when he came in. He looked to&lt;br /&gt;the ceiling and flatly stated, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "God, if you are real, then I want you to knock me off this platform.&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you exactly 15  minutes." The lecture room fell  silent. You&lt;br /&gt;could hear a pin drop. Ten minutes went by and the professor proclaimed, &lt;br /&gt;"Here I am God. I'm still waiting." It got down to the last&lt;br /&gt;couple of minutes when the Marine got out of his chair, went up to the&lt;br /&gt;professor, and cold-cocked him; knocking  him off the platform. The&lt;br /&gt;professor was out cold. The Marine went back to his seat and sat there,&lt;br /&gt;silently. The other students were shocked and stunned and sat there&lt;br /&gt;looking on in silence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The professor eventually came to, noticeably shaken, looked at the&lt;br /&gt;Marine and asked, "What the heck is the matter with you? Why did you  do&lt;br /&gt;that?" The Marine calmly replied, "God was too busy today protecting&lt;br /&gt;America's soldiers who are protecting your right to say stupid stuff and&lt;br /&gt;act like an idiot. So, He sent me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-146757727156736865?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/146757727156736865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=146757727156736865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/146757727156736865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/146757727156736865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/if-god-is-busy-he-will-send-someone.html' title='If God is busy he will send someone else!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-7336065271402272196</id><published>2007-11-20T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T14:19:07.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only great minds can read this!!!!</title><content type='html'>This is weird, but interesting!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you can raed tihs forwrad it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-7336065271402272196?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/7336065271402272196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=7336065271402272196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7336065271402272196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7336065271402272196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/only-great-minds-can-read-this.html' title='Only great minds can read this!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-821084106594068517</id><published>2007-11-19T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T12:43:30.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My way of getting ready for thanksgiving and family!</title><content type='html'>HOW TO COOK A TURKEY!&lt;br /&gt;(The Thanksgiving Special)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1:Go buy a turkey&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Take a drink of whiskey (scotch) of JD&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: Put turkey in the oven&lt;br /&gt;Step 4: Take another 2 drinks of whiskey&lt;br /&gt;Step 5: Set the degree at 375 ovens&lt;br /&gt;Step 6: Take 3 more whiskeys of drink&lt;br /&gt;Step 7: Turn oven the on&lt;br /&gt;Step 8: Take 4 whisks of drinky&lt;br /&gt;Step 9: Turk the bastey&lt;br /&gt;Step 10: Whiskey another bottle of get&lt;br /&gt;Step 11: Stick a turkey in the thermometer&lt;br /&gt;Step 12: Glass yourself a pour of whiskey&lt;br /&gt;Step 13: Bake the whiskey for 4 hours&lt;br /&gt;Step 14: Take the oven out of the turkey&lt;br /&gt;Step 15: Take the oven out of the turkey&lt;br /&gt;Step 16: Floor the turk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-821084106594068517?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/821084106594068517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=821084106594068517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/821084106594068517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/821084106594068517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-way-of-getting-ready-for.html' title='My way of getting ready for thanksgiving and family!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-8712391977267326090</id><published>2007-11-19T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T12:35:18.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke of the day!!!!</title><content type='html'>A little old lady sits at the luncheonette counter and orders a&lt;br /&gt;hamburger.&lt;br /&gt;The huge guy behind the counter bellows, "ONE BURGER!"&lt;br /&gt;The cook, who's even bigger, screams, "BUR-GER!"&lt;br /&gt;Whereupon he grabs a huge hunk of chopped meat, stuffs it in&lt;br /&gt;his bare armpit, pumps his arm a few times to squeeze it flat,&lt;br /&gt;and tosses it on the grill.&lt;img style="width: 20px; height: 22px;" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_razz.gif" alt="razz" title="razz" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old lady says, "That's the most disgusting thing I've ever&lt;br /&gt;seen!"&lt;br /&gt;The counterman says, "Yeah? You should be here in the&lt;br /&gt;morning when he makes the doughnuts!&lt;img style="width: 34px; height: 34px;" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-8712391977267326090?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/8712391977267326090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=8712391977267326090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8712391977267326090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8712391977267326090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/joke-of-day.html' title='Joke of the day!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-5059673661840066354</id><published>2007-11-16T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T07:37:56.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need help with tax debt?</title><content type='html'>Well it is that time of year. Yes tax time, no dont run this post could help you. Some of us dont get that big tax return we owe money. Do you owe money to the IRS? Are you scared to even look at your taxes? Well if so maybe you should check this site out first. &lt;a href="http://www.reduceirstaxdebt.com/"&gt;IRS Tax Debt&lt;/a&gt; could help you! Why do it yourself and risk making mistakes? They have IRS tax help waiting for you! So if you are in &lt;a href="http://www.reduceirstaxdebt.com/"&gt;IRS tax debt &lt;/a&gt;dont despare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is that is not all the services they offer. do you need a &lt;a href="http://www.reduceirstaxdebt.com/loan-consolidation.aspx"&gt;loan consolidation&lt;/a&gt;? How about&lt;a href="http://www.reduceirstaxdebt.com/credit-card-debt.aspx"&gt; credit card debt&lt;/a&gt;? What ever your needs are let the proffessionals do it for you! Then you can go through the tax season with no stress! Tax relief is a click away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"post sponsored by IRS tax debt"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-5059673661840066354?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/5059673661840066354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=5059673661840066354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5059673661840066354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5059673661840066354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/need-help-with-tax-debt.html' title='Need help with tax debt?'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-7864953946642221409</id><published>2007-11-15T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T17:57:54.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gems</title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_arrow.gif" alt="arrow" title="arrow" height="15" width="15" /&gt;Want a really good and easy dessert? Try my gems dessert!&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_arrow.gif" alt="arrow" title="arrow" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs (add one at a time beating)&lt;br /&gt;1 cup chopped nuts&lt;br /&gt;1 cup currants&lt;br /&gt;1 Tablespoon vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_arrow.gif" alt="arrow" title="arrow" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directions&lt;/span&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;Make pie dough and roll out. Cut with round cutter to fit muffin pan. Fill with prepared currant filling. Bake at 350 degrees until light golden brown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-7864953946642221409?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/7864953946642221409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=7864953946642221409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7864953946642221409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7864953946642221409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/gems.html' title='Gems'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-8195670452727079308</id><published>2007-11-15T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T17:49:19.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Crackers</title><content type='html'>Another Christmas dessert for you!&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;  This one is easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;1 cup brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 cup margarine&lt;br /&gt;1 cup chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;soda crackers (approx. 38)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directions&lt;/span&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;Line baking pan with tinfoil and line crackers evenly in pan on top of tinfoil. In small saucepan, melt and bring to a boil the brown sugar and margarine. Pour over top of crackers and then put chocolate chips on top. Let them melt a bit then spread evenly. Let cool, cut crackers, and enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-8195670452727079308?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/8195670452727079308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=8195670452727079308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8195670452727079308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8195670452727079308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas-crackers.html' title='Christmas Crackers'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-8378164180870566364</id><published>2007-11-15T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T16:23:17.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke of the day 2!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_arrow.gif" alt="arrow" title="arrow" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A young boy had just gotten his Driver's permit and asked his father if they could discuss his use of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His father said he'd make a deal with his son. "You bring your grades up from a C to a B average, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;study your Bible a little, get your hair cut and we'll talk about the car."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt="rolleyes" title="rolleyes" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The boy thought about that for a moment, decided he'd settle for the offer and they agreed&lt;br /&gt;on it.  After about six weeks his father said, "Son, I've been real proud.  You brought your grades up and I've observed that you have been studying your Bible, but I'm real disappointed you didn't get your hair cut."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man paused a moment then said, "You know, Dad, I've been &lt;strong&gt;thinking about that, and I've noticed in my studies of the Bible that Samson had long hair, John the Baptist had long hair, Moses had long hair and there's even a strong argument that Jesus had long hair".&lt;br /&gt;To this his father replied, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Did you also notice they all walked everywhere they went?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-8378164180870566364?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/8378164180870566364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=8378164180870566364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8378164180870566364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8378164180870566364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/joke-of-day-2.html' title='Joke of the day 2!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-5226493801458112021</id><published>2007-11-13T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T15:44:27.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you feel about illegal immigrants?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bank of America&lt;/span&gt;, can I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, I want to cancel my account. I don't want to do business with you any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bank:&lt;/span&gt; Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer:&lt;/span&gt; You're giving credit to illegal immigrants and I don't think it's right.&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking my business elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bank:&lt;/span&gt; Well, Mr. Customer, we don't want to see you do that, but we can't stop you.&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you close the account. What is your account number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer:&lt;/span&gt; (gives account number)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bank: &lt;/span&gt;For security purposes and for your protection,&lt;br /&gt;can you please give me the last four digits of your social security number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer:&lt;/span&gt; No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bank:&lt;/span&gt; Mr. Customer, I need to verify your information, but in order to help you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll need verification of who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer:&lt;/span&gt; Why should I give you my social security number?&lt;br /&gt;The reason I'm closing my account is that your bank is issuing credit cards to illegal immigrants&lt;br /&gt;who don't have social security numbers. You are targeting that audience and want their business. Let's say I'm an illegal immigrant and you've given me a credit card. I have a question&lt;br /&gt;about it and call for assistance. You wouldn't be asking me for a Social Security number, would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bank: &lt;/span&gt;No sir, I wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer: &lt;/span&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bank:&lt;/span&gt; Because you would have pressed '2' to speak in Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;We don't ask for that information when calling in on the Spanish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I provided "snopes" for doubters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.snopes.com/politics/immigration/bankofamerica.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_1"&gt;http://www.snopes.com/politics/immigration/bankofamerica.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the following 14 reasons are forwarded over and over again&lt;br /&gt;until they are read so many times that the reader gets sick of reading them.&lt;br /&gt;I have included the URL's for verification of the following facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. $11 Billion to $22 billion is spent on welfare to illegal aliens&lt;br /&gt;each&lt;br /&gt;year. &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://tinyurl.com/zob77"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_3"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/zob77&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. $2.2 Billion dollars a year is spent on food assistance programs&lt;br /&gt;such&lt;br /&gt;as food stamps, WIC, and free school lunches for illegal aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.cis.org/articles/2004/fiscalexec.html"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_5"&gt;http://www.cis.org/articles/2004/fiscalexec.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. $2.5 Billion dollars a year is spent on Medicaid for illegal&lt;br /&gt;aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.cis.org/articles/2004/fiscalexec.html"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_7"&gt;http://www.cis.org/articles/2004/fiscalexec.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. $12 Billion dollars a year is spent on primary and secondary school&lt;br /&gt;education for children here illegally and they cannot speak a word of&lt;br /&gt;English! &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0604/01/ldt.0.html"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_9"&gt;http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0604/01/ldt.0.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. $17 Billion dollars a year is spent for education for the&lt;br /&gt;American-born children of illegal aliens, known as anchor babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0604/01/ldt.01.html"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_11"&gt;http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0604/01/ldt.01.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. $3 Million Dollars a DAY is spent to incarcerate illegal aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0604/01/ldt.01.html"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_13"&gt;http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0604/01/ldt.01.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 30% percent of all Federal Prison inmates are illegal&lt;br /&gt;aliens.&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0604/01/ldt.01.html"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_15"&gt;http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0604/01/ldt.01.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. $90 Billion Dollars a year is spent on illegal aliens for Welfare &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;social services by the American taxpayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://premium.cnn.com/TRANSCIPTS/0610/29/ldt.01.html"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_17"&gt;http://premium.cnn.com/TRANSCIPTS/0610/29/ldt.01.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. $200 Billion Dollars a year in suppressed American wages are caused&lt;br /&gt;by the illegal aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0604/01/ldt.01.html"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_19"&gt;http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0604/01/ldt.01.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0604/01/ldt.01.html"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_20"&gt;http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0604/01/ldt.01.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The illegal aliens in the United States have a crime rate that's two&lt;br /&gt;and a half times that of white non-illegal aliens. In particular,&lt;br /&gt;their children, are going to make a huge additional crime problem in the US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0606/12/ldt.01.html"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_21"&gt;http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0606/12/ldt.01.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. During the year of 2005 there were 4 to 10 MILLION illegal aliens&lt;br /&gt;that crossed our Southern Border also, as many as 19,500 illegal&lt;br /&gt;aliens from Terrorist Countries. Millions of pounds of drugs, cocaine, meth,&lt;br /&gt;heroine and marijuana, crossed into the U. S from the Southern border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_23"&gt;Homeland Security&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report: &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://tinyurl.com/t9sht"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_24"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/t9sht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The National Policy Institute, "estimated that the total cost of&lt;br /&gt;mass deportation would be between $206 and $230 billion or an average&lt;br /&gt;cost of between $41 and $46 billion annually over a five year period."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.nationalpolicyinstitute.org/pdf/deportation.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_26"&gt;http://www.nationalpolicyinstitute.org/pdf/deportation.pdf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.nationalpolicyinstitute.org/pdf/deportation.pdf"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.nationalpolicyinstitute.org/pdf/deportation.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_27"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. In 2006 illegal aliens sent home $45 BILLION in remittances back to&lt;br /&gt;their countries of origin. &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.rense.com/general75/niht.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_28"&gt;http://www.rense.com/general75/niht.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. "The Dark Side of Illegal Immigration: Nearly One Million Sex Crimes&lt;br /&gt;Committed by Illegal Immigrants In The United States ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.drdsk.com/articleshtml"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1194978917_30"&gt;http://www.drdsk.com/articleshtml&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The total cost is a whooping $ 338.3 BILLION DOLLARS A YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this doesn't bother you then Then you must not care about the US, but on the&lt;br /&gt;other hand, if it does raise the hair on the back of your neck,&lt;br /&gt;And show this post to all your friends so we can fight to do something about this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-5226493801458112021?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/5226493801458112021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=5226493801458112021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5226493801458112021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5226493801458112021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/bank-of-america-can-i-help-you-customer.html' title='How do you feel about illegal immigrants?'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-7025615954731589664</id><published>2007-11-13T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T10:34:02.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold season!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e266/abi1410/funny/thrunnynose.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its that time of year again!!! Sick sick sick! My kids have had runny noses for weeks now but what sucks is there is nothing they can do for the common cold. They don't put kids on antibiotics any more unless it is serious which is good! But this flue season is bad and I am tired of it. every one in my house has been sick but me (knock on wood) No matter what I do like sanitise every thing use hand sanitizer it still is going around my house. As soon as one gets over it the other one has it and the circle just keeps going! I love winter but I hate colds &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mad.gif" alt="mad" title="mad" height="15" width="15" /&gt;. With four kids it gets hard. No sleep none at all....LOL! Well to every one with kids good luck this cold season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-7025615954731589664?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/7025615954731589664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=7025615954731589664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7025615954731589664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7025615954731589664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/cold-season.html' title='Cold season!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e266/abi1410/funny/th_thrunnynose.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-7121880156060452253</id><published>2007-11-13T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T06:56:03.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop the Alzheimer's Foundation eStore</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2e2ffp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a family member suffer from &lt;a href="http://www.alzfdn.org/contribute/index.shtml"&gt;Alzheimer's&lt;/a&gt;? Well if you have you know how hard it can be. My great grandfather who I was really close to suffered from this awful  disease. He lived with me for two years it was the hardest time of my life. To see the man that raised me go to such a child like state not remembering one min to the next. Most of the time he could remember his own kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I had my second baby at this time and was so sad because i knew he was in no shape to remember her. He died at the age of 87. He had a long life but the last two years were just terrible I don't wish anyone to have to live like that for that long! So now I am a supporter of any organization that is trying to find a cure so more people don't have to suffer from this awful and life changing disease. To help you understand how bad this affects people I want to explain it a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.alzfdn.org/contribute/index.shtml"&gt;Alzheimer's &lt;/a&gt;disease is a progressive, degenerative disorder that attacks the brain's nerve cells, or neurons, resulting in loss of memory, thinking and language skills, and behavioral changes. Alzheimer's disease is the most common cause of dementia, or loss of intellectual function, among people aged 65 and older. To think of losing all your memory at the young age of 65. Do you know some one who you think might be suffering? If so here are a few warning signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Memory loss, especially of recent events, names, placement of objects, and other new information.&lt;br /&gt; 2.Changes in mood and personality, such as increased suspicion, rapid and persistent mood swings, withdrawal, and disinterest in usual activities.&lt;br /&gt; 3.Trouble finding the appropriate words, completing sentences, and following directions and conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a few you can check out the web site I have linked for you to learn more. The Alzheimer's Foundation eStore is a great way for you to help people in need. The holidays are coming up and you need gifts so what better way to get a &lt;a href="http://www.alzfdn.org/estore.shtml"&gt;holiday gift&lt;/a&gt; and also give back the gift of life to many who suffer every day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The Alzheimer's Foundation eStore has great &lt;a href="http://www.alzfdn.org/estore.shtml"&gt;holiday gift&lt;/a&gt; ideas and all the money will go to help find a cure! Why let people suffer do your part this holiday visit the Alzheimer's Foundation eStore and make a difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alzfdn.org/estore.shtml"&gt;&lt;img id="disclosure_bar_16200" src="http://tinyurl.com/yqsxt5" onmouseover="show_disclosure_ad(16200);ad_closed=false;" onmouseout="hide_disclosure_ad();ad_closed=true;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/26m3tr" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-7121880156060452253?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/7121880156060452253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=7121880156060452253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7121880156060452253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7121880156060452253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/shop-alzheimers-foundation-estore.html' title='Shop the Alzheimer&apos;s Foundation eStore'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-3863359782648718828</id><published>2007-11-12T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:35:00.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did this weekend!</title><content type='html'>Well my mother-in-law has been in town and it has been a blast! Friday night we went out to eat! Saturday  night we went to old town in orlando  florida  thats were  I  live. If you ever come to florida you have to go it was so much fun me and my husband went on this ride that goes 100 feet in the air and drops 70 miles ph man did I freak! The drop was not as bad as the ride up! I am so scared of hights then my 10 year old son went on it his face was priceless when he hit the bottom. we went in a haunted house which was a waist of money but I am a big baby so I jumped every time some one jumped out! then they had a bull ride and old time cars it was fun. My weekend has been busy but fun now every thing is back to normal I will be back posting my christmas recieps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-3863359782648718828?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/3863359782648718828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=3863359782648718828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3863359782648718828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3863359782648718828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-i-did-this-weekend.html' title='What I did this weekend!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-2185362327785729182</id><published>2007-11-09T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:12:11.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New York Citypass</title><content type='html'>Do you like New York City? If you have never been you need to go! There is so much excitement but New York City is not cheap! I have a deal that will save you bundles! The &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/2z5q6x"&gt;New York CityPass&lt;/a&gt; is the only way to go. Let me explain! There is so much to do like The Metropolitan Museum of Art and the new Greek and Roman galleries. How about a  trip to the top of the Empire State Building Observatory! Or a  tour of the Manhattan skyline from the water aboard a Circle Line Sightseeing Cruise. I know this all sounds amazing expensive but not with the &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/2z5q6x"&gt;New York CityPass&lt;/a&gt;. Right now for the holidays you can get your &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/2z5q6x"&gt;New York CityPass&lt;/a&gt; for 50% off! You cant beat that deal anywhere! Plus another bonus is with the &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/2z5q6x"&gt;New York CityPass&lt;/a&gt; you do not have to wait in the long entrance lines! Just so you get an idea of how much you will save I will give you a run down of some prices. A New York CityPass is $65 for adults if you compared that to $130 ( if the tickets were purchased separately), and $49 for youths 12-17 (a value of $89.50.) you will end up saving a lot!   The &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/2z5q6x"&gt;New York CityPass&lt;/a&gt; gives you tickets to the places I mentioned before and many more like Museum of Modern Art, Guggenheim Museum and the American Museum of Natural History. Plus  a map, public transportation information and insider tips on the best time to visit each attraction. Even if it is not some thing you want to do &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/2z5q6x"&gt;New York CityPass&lt;/a&gt; is a great holiday gift idea and offers overnight delivery options and inexpensive gift wrapping with a personalized gift card. I know New York City is a wonderful place to spend time with loved ones and create great holiday memories! The pass is good from December 15 till March 15 so get yours today! Go have the time of your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yo6sbj" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://urlbrief.com/e68498"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/2z9h83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-2185362327785729182?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/2185362327785729182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=2185362327785729182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/2185362327785729182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/2185362327785729182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-york-citypass.html' title='New York Citypass'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-8227047139675081106</id><published>2007-11-08T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T04:44:46.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke of the day!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;A little boy and girl go trick or treating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="ecapple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;They knock on the door of this house and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="ecapple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;The man who answers it says, "Well, you two are awful cute.  Who are you supposed to be?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;"We're Jack and Jill" the girl replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;The man says, "You can't be Jack and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="ecapple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;Jill,  you're black!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;They go off and a while later they come back dressed differently.  They ring the door bell and once again and the man opens the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;"Well now, that is just darn cute.  Who are you this time?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;"We're Hansel and Gretel," says the boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;"Well, I hate to disappoint you son, but you can't be Hansel and Gretel because you're black!" says the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;Heads hung low, the kids leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;Not too much later the man hears the bell ring again.  This time when he opens the door there stand the two children but this time they are BUCK NAKED. "Oh my! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="ecapple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;And just who are you supposed to be now?!" he asks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;"Chocolate M &amp;amp; M's," said the little girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="ecapple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Verdana','sans-serif';font-size:10;"  &gt;"I'm plain.  He's got nuts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_redface.gif" alt="redface" title="redface" height="15" width="15" /&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/8976430228515960897-8227047139675081106?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/8227047139675081106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=8227047139675081106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8227047139675081106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8227047139675081106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/joke-of-daymrgreen.html' title='Joke of the day!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-5489281530884877171</id><published>2007-11-06T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:37:50.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something cool that Xerox is doin</title><content type='html'>If you go to this web site&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_arrow.gif" alt="arrow" title="arrow" height="15" width="15" /&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.letssaythanks.com/Home1024.html"&gt;www.LetsSayThanks.com&lt;/a&gt; you can pick out a thank you card&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt; and Xerox will print it and it will be sent to a soldier that is currently serving in Iraq. You can't pick out who gets it, but it will go to some member of the armed services. How AMAZING it would be if we could get everyone we know to send one!!!  This is a great site.  Please send a card.   It is FREE and it only takes a second. Wouldn't it be wonderful if the soldiers received a bunch of these? Whether you are for or against the war, our guys and gals over there need to know we are behind them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-5489281530884877171?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/5489281530884877171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=5489281530884877171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5489281530884877171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5489281530884877171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/something-cool-that-xerox-is-doin.html' title='Something cool that Xerox is doin'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-5771556063836652634</id><published>2007-11-05T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T16:43:26.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garage cabinets</title><content type='html'>Hello to all my women readers do I have a great Christmas idea for you! If your husband is like mine your garage is a mess. Tools every where piles of boxes, toys ect! Yeah sound familiar? Well I am tired of it my self how about you? I found a great site to help us in our time of need! Yes ladies time to organize our husbands space with some great new &lt;a href="http://www.carguygarage.com"&gt;garage cabinets&lt;/a&gt;. Think of how nice it would be to park your car in that pig sty they call a garage! Well this Christmas is going to be a garage make over with new &lt;a href="http://www.carguygarage.com"&gt;garage cabinets&lt;/a&gt;. CarGuyGarage.com has every thing you need to get that man in your life up to date on organization! He will thank you in the end and I bet you will thank yourself! Wont it be nice to not stub your toe on stuff on the floor! Think every thing will have a cabinet to hide in. So don't wait to long get your &lt;a href="http://www.carguygarage.com"&gt;garage cabinets&lt;/a&gt; before the holidays! I know I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sponsored by garage cabinets"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-5771556063836652634?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/5771556063836652634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=5771556063836652634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5771556063836652634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5771556063836652634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/garage-cabinets.html' title='Garage cabinets'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-8841853753425755049</id><published>2007-11-05T13:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:50:15.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRICKLAYERS MISTAKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Possibly the funniest story in a long while. This is a bricklayer's accident report, which was printed in the newsletter of the Australian equivalent of the Workers' Compensation board. This is a true story. Had this guy died, he'd have received a Darwin Award for sure.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am writing in response to your request for additional information in Block 3 of the accident report form. I put 'poor planning' as the cause of my accident. You asked for a fuller explanation and I trust the following details will be sufficient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am a bricklayer by trade. On the day of the accident, I was working alone on the roof of a new six-story building. When I completed my work, I found that I had some bricks left over which, when weighed! later were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;found to be slightly in excess of 500lbs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Rather than carry the bricks down by hand, I decided to lower them in a barrel by using a pulley, which was attached to the side of the building on the sixth floor.  Securing the rope at ground I went up to the roof, swung the barrel out and loaded the bricks into it. Then I went down and untied the rope, holding it tightly to ensure a slow descent of the bricks. You will note in Block 11 of the accident report form that I weigh 135 lbs. Due to my surprise at being jerked off the ground so suddenly, I lost my presence of mind and forgot to let go of the rope. Needless to say, I proceeded at a rapid rate up the side of the building  In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel, which was nowproceeding downward at an equally impressive speed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This explained the fractured skull, minor abrasions and the broken collar bone, as listed! in section 3 of the accident report form. Slowed only slightly, I continued my rapid ascent, not stopping until the fingers of my right hand were two knuckles deep into the pulley. Fortunately by this time I had regained my presence of mind and was able to hold tightly to the rope, in spite of beginning to experience pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;At approximately the same time, however, the barrel of bricks hit the ground and the bottom fell out of the barrel.  Now devoid of the weight of the bricks, that barrel weighed approximately 50 lbs. I refer you again to my weight.  As you can imagine, I began a rapid descent, down the side of the building. In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel coming up. This accounts for the two fractured ankles, broken tooth and several&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lacerations of my legs and lower body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here my luck began to change slightly. The en! counter with the barrel seemed to slow me enough to lessen my i njuries when I fell into the pile of bricks and fortunately only three vertebrae were cracked.  I am sorry to report, however, as I lay there on the pile of bricks, in pain, unable to move, I again lost my composure and presence of mind and let go of the rope and I lay there watching the empty barrel begin its journey back down onto me. This explains the two broken legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hope this answers your inquiry!&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/8976430228515960897-8841853753425755049?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/8841853753425755049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=8841853753425755049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8841853753425755049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8841853753425755049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/brick-layers-mistake.html' title='BRICKLAYERS MISTAKE'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-3280600567351466295</id><published>2007-11-05T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T09:23:19.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you hear GOD?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;This will give you the chills........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:36;"  &gt;GOOD chills!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:36;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;A young man had been to Wednesday Night Bible&lt;br /&gt;Study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:36;"  &gt;The Pastor had shared about listening to God and obeying the Lord's voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The young man couldn't help but wonder, 'Does God still speak to people?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;After service, he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message. Several different ones talked about how God had led them in different ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:36;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;It was about ten o'clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:7;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:36;"  &gt;when the young man started &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:36;"  &gt;driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, 'God...If you still speak to people, speak to me. I will listen. I will do my best to obey.' As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest thought to stop and buy a gallon of milk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;He shook his head and said out loud, 'God is that you?' He didn't get a reply and started on toward home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The young man thought about Samuel and how he didn't recognize the voice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli. 'Okay, God, in case that is you, I will buy the milk.' It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk. He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:36;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;As he passed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:36;"  &gt;Seventh Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;, he again felt the urge, 'Turn Down that street.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:36;"  &gt;This is crazy he thought, and drove on past the intersection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:7;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Again, he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:36;"  &gt;At the next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:36;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Half jokingly, he said out loud, 'Okay, God, I will.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in a semi- commercial area of town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either.&lt;br /&gt;The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark like the people were already in bed. Again, he sensed something! , 'Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street.' The young man looked at the house. It was dark and it looked like the people were either gone or they were already asleep. He started to open the door and then sat back in the &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_1194282904_0"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;'Lord, this is insane. Those people are asleep and if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I will look stupid.' Again, he felt like he should go and give the milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic       Sans  MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;Finally, he opened the door, 'Okay God, if this is you, I will go to the door and I will give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy person, okay. I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for something, but if they don't answer right away, I am out of here. He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice! yelled out, 'Who is it? What do you want?' Then the door opened before the young man could get away. The man was standing there in his jeans and T-shirt. He looked like he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;just got out of bed. He had a strange look on his face and he didn't seem too happy to have some stranger standing on his doorstep. 'What is it?' The young man thrust out the gallon of milk, 'Here, I brought this to you.' The man took the milk and rushed down a hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk! toward the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:36;"  &gt;The man began speaking and half crying, 'We were just praying. We had&lt;br /&gt;some big bills this month and we ran out of money. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;His wife in the kitchen yelled out, 'I ask him to send an Angel with some. Are you an Angel?' The young man reached into his wallet and pulled out all the money he had on him and put in the man's hand. He turned and walked back toward his car and the tears were streaming down his face. He knew that God still answers prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;THIS IS A SIMPLE TEST.... If you believe that God is alive and well, send this to at least ten people!! This is so true. Sometimes it's the simplest things that God asks us to do, if we are obedient to what He's asking, we can hear His voice more clear than ever. Please listen, and obey! It will bless you (and the world). Phil 4:13 This is an easy test - you score 100 or zero. It's your choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:36;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;If you aren't ashamed to do this, please follow the directions. Jesus said, 'If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my Father.'&lt;br /&gt;Not ashamed...Pass this on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-3280600567351466295?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/3280600567351466295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=3280600567351466295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3280600567351466295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3280600567351466295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-will-give-you-chills.html' title='Can you hear GOD?'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-3273225365495263565</id><published>2007-11-03T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T10:57:38.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gingerbread Cookies with Butter Cream Icing</title><content type='html'>Ok here is a classic! Ginger bread cookies but this one has butter cream icing! this is a good way to spice up that old recipe! I hope you are enjoying my recipe list for the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e170/cookiemom739/IMG_2101.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup shortening&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup molasses&lt;br /&gt;2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon each of ground cinnamon, cloves, and ginger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In mixing bowl, cream shortening and sugar. Beat in eggs and molasses. Combine flour, baking soda, salt, and spices, gradually add to the creamed mixture and mix well. Refrigerate for 2 hours or overnight. On a lightly floured surface, roll dough to 1/4 thickness. Cut into desired shapes. Place on ungreased baking sheets. Bake at 350 degrees for 8-10 minutes or until edges begin to brown. Cool on a wire rack. For icing: beat sugar, butter, and flavorings in mixing bowl. Gradually stir in milk until smooth and thick. Frost cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-3273225365495263565?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/3273225365495263565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=3273225365495263565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3273225365495263565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3273225365495263565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/gingerbread-cookies-with-butter-cream.html' title='Gingerbread Cookies with Butter Cream Icing'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-2265791591884677125</id><published>2007-11-03T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T10:45:47.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you prepared for a state of emergency!</title><content type='html'>As most of you know I live in Florida. A few years back we had some major hurricanes one right after another. Was I prepared? Not at all! We have been lucky since and have not had any major storms, but after that scare I got prepared! I found a great site that has every thing you need in the state of an emergency!  I would suggest that you think about it. It just might save your families life! As this world gets older our weather is going hay wire and you never know when you just might need emergency items.&lt;br /&gt;1800prepare.com has it all and at great prices! Don't wait till it is to late! ask yourself  &lt;a href="http://www.1800prepare.com"&gt;Are you ready for an emergency. Click here to get prepared&lt;/a&gt; I did and now I know if any thing happens my family and I are ready! Is yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/ypt7zp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Post sponsored by Emergency Preparedness"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-2265791591884677125?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/2265791591884677125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=2265791591884677125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/2265791591884677125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/2265791591884677125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/are-you-prepared.html' title='Are you prepared for a state of emergency!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-1149112131299203974</id><published>2007-11-02T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T12:38:04.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meth use</title><content type='html'>This post is to let people be aware of what is going on. As a recovering addict myself I want others to know how it will destroy your life! I was a lucky one that didn't get caught up in the lie for long but I did hit rock bottom fast! I am now sober and have my life back! But it is something every parent needs to watch for meth is every where and easy to get! But hard to get away from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa61/stephottiepics/meth_use_10yrs.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name: “Is Meth”&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I destroy homes, I tear families apart,&lt;br /&gt;Take your children, and that’s just the start.&lt;br /&gt;I’m more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold,&lt;br /&gt;The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;If you need me, remember I’m easily found,&lt;br /&gt;I live all around you – in schools and in town.&lt;br /&gt;I live with the rich; I live with the poor,&lt;br /&gt;I live down the street, and maybe next door.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I’m made in a lab, but not like you think,&lt;br /&gt;I can be made under the kitchen sink.&lt;br /&gt;In your child’s closet, and even in the woods,&lt;br /&gt;If this scares you to death, well it certainly should.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I have many names, but there’s one you know best,&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure you’ve heard of me, my name is crystal meth.&lt;br /&gt;My power is awesome; try me you’ll see,&lt;br /&gt;But if you do, you may never break free.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Just try me once and I might let you go,&lt;br /&gt;But try me twice, and I’ll own your soul.&lt;br /&gt;When I possess you, you’ll steal and you’ll lie,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll do what you have to – just to get high.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;The crimes you’ll commit for my narcotic charms&lt;br /&gt;Will be worth the pleasure you’ll feel in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;You’ll lie to your mother; you’ll steal from your dad,&lt;br /&gt;When you see their tears, you should feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;But you’ll forget your morals and how you were raised,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be your conscience, I’ll teach you my ways.&lt;br /&gt;I take kids from parents, and parents from kids,&lt;br /&gt;I turn people from God, and separate friends.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;I’ll take everything from you, your looks and your pride.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be with you always – right by your side.&lt;br /&gt;You’ll give up everything – your family, your home,&lt;br /&gt;Your friends, your money, then you’ll be alone.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I’ll take and take, till you have nothing more to give,&lt;br /&gt;When I’m finished with you, you’ll be lucky to live.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;If you try me be warned – this is no game,&lt;br /&gt;If given the chance, I’ll drive you insane.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll own you completely, your soul will be mine.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;The nightmares I’ll give you while lying in bed,&lt;br /&gt;The voices you’ll hear, from inside your head.&lt;br /&gt;The sweats, the shakes, the visions you’ll see,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know, these are all gifts from me.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;But then it’s too late, and you’ll know in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;That you are mine, and we shall not part.&lt;br /&gt;You’ll regret that you tried me, they always do,&lt;br /&gt;But you came to me, not I to you.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;You knew this would happen, many times you were told,&lt;br /&gt;But you challenged my power, and chose to be bold.&lt;br /&gt;You could have said no, and just walked away,&lt;br /&gt;If you could live that day over, now what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I’ll be your master, you will be my slave,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll even go with you, when you go to your grave.&lt;br /&gt;Now that you have met me, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Will you try me or not?  It’s all up to you.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I can bring you more misery than words can tell,&lt;br /&gt;Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-1149112131299203974?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/1149112131299203974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=1149112131299203974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1149112131299203974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1149112131299203974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/meth-use.html' title='Meth use'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-28302409893156987</id><published>2007-11-02T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T09:46:53.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cornflake Christmas Wreaths</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t131/My_Backgrounds_2007/Christmas/Wreaths.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of my favorite cookies! they are fun to make with your kids.  You can make them small or big! I hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Makes 16 wreaths 0r 1-2 large wreaths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingrdients........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:ARIAL;font-size:85%;"  &gt; 1/2 cup margarine&lt;br /&gt;1 package (10oz) regular marshmallows&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon green food coloring&lt;br /&gt;6 cups Corn Flakes cereal&lt;br /&gt;red cinnamon candies&lt;br /&gt;vegetable cooking spray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directions........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; In a large saucepan, melt margarine over low heat. Add marshmallows and stir until completely melted. Remove from heat. Stir in food coloring. Add corn flakes cereal. Stir until well coated. Using 1/4 cup dry measure coated with cooking spray, evenly portion warm cereal mixture. Using buttered fingers, quickly shape into individual wreaths. Dot with cinnamon candies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-28302409893156987?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/28302409893156987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=28302409893156987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/28302409893156987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/28302409893156987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/cornflake-christmas-wreaths.html' title='Cornflake Christmas Wreaths'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t131/My_Backgrounds_2007/Christmas/th_Wreaths.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-6763662978385073766</id><published>2007-11-01T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T07:03:33.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is great!</title><content type='html'>I love this guy he can make me fall off my chair! I just have to post this video! I hope you enjoy this but I warn you go to the bathroom first! You might just pee your pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MugQDD2FcKQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MugQDD2FcKQ&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-6763662978385073766?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/6763662978385073766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=6763662978385073766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6763662978385073766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6763662978385073766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-great.html' title='This is great!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-51216552389724059</id><published>2007-10-31T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T07:58:14.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What colr crayon are you!</title><content type='html'>Well I was surprised to see what color I was. I think it is fun to take these little quizes to see what you are! Not that it means any thing but it is fun. So if you want to see what you are then click here. &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorcrayonareyouquiz/"&gt;take the test&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is mine!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Yellow Crayon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorcrayonareyouquiz/yellow.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your world is colored with happy, warm, fun colors.&lt;br /&gt;You have a thoughtful and wise way about you. Some people might even consider you a genius.&lt;br /&gt;Charming and eloquent, you are able to get people to do things your way.&lt;br /&gt;While you seem spontaneous and free wheeling, you are calculating to the extreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your color wheel opposite is purple. You both are charismatic leaders, but purple people act like you have no depth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorcrayonareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Crayon Are 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/8976430228515960897-51216552389724059?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/51216552389724059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=51216552389724059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/51216552389724059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/51216552389724059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-colr-crayon-are-you.html' title='What colr crayon are you!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-852795699704791316</id><published>2007-10-31T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T07:38:03.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Halloween!</title><content type='html'>Today is the best time of the year!!!!!! HALLOWEEN!!!!!! I love it so much so I want to tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          ♥Happy Halloween to all my reader♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i283/erine12398/ScareCrowMoon.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-852795699704791316?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/852795699704791316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=852795699704791316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/852795699704791316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/852795699704791316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-halloween.html' title='It&apos;s Halloween!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-1796917684727546897</id><published>2007-10-31T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T07:13:33.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More great  food!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w280/Rainbowlisious/ICONATOR_23b9456de70c3215f7437f5684.png" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From now until Christmas I am going to be post lots of great recipes from my grandmas old recipe cards! Some you might know about and some you might not. I sure hope you enjoy them and use them as much as I do! This one is called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                 Cheesecake brownies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredeints.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:ARIAL;font-size:85%;"  &gt; 1 package (20 1/2 ounces) brownie mix-do not use syrup pouch&lt;br /&gt;1 package (8 ounces) cream cheese, softened&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon vanilla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directions........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Prepare brownie mix as directed on package; spread in greased 13x9 inch baking pan. Beat cream cheese with electric mixer on medium until smooth. Add sugar, egg and vanilla and mix ONLY until blended. Pour cream cheese mixture over brownie mixture. Cut through several times with knife for marble effect. Bake at 350 degrees for 35-40 minutes or until cream cheese mixture is lightly browned. Cool and cut into squares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/8976430228515960897-1796917684727546897?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/1796917684727546897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=1796917684727546897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1796917684727546897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1796917684727546897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/more-great-food.html' title='More great  food!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-5524783947061269909</id><published>2007-10-30T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T19:23:04.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggerwave</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://74.205.41.36/admin/OpportunityImages/MediumPromoImage/31.jpg" name="oppimage" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you need a little extra cash a month? Do you blog? Well if so I have a place you need to check out! &lt;a href="http://bloggerwave.com/blog_ClickTrack.php?OpportunityId=31&amp;amp;BlogId=1491&amp;amp;LinkId=1"&gt;bloggerwave&lt;/a&gt; is a great site that is becoming more popular by the day! They pay fast and have great opportunities for you to make a little extra cash! Why not give &lt;a href="http://bloggerwave.com/blog_ClickTrack.php?OpportunityId=31&amp;amp;BlogId=1491&amp;amp;LinkId=1"&gt;bloggerwave&lt;/a&gt;   a try! It is easy to submit your blog, you get a fast response and before you know it you are on your way to making money doing what you love! Why spend hours blogging and get nothing in return? I have been a member of &lt;a href="http://bloggerwave.com/blog_ClickTrack.php?OpportunityId=31&amp;amp;BlogId=1491&amp;amp;LinkId=1"&gt;bloggerwave&lt;/a&gt; For some months now and have made well over what I thought I would! To me it is worth a shot so don't give up on blogging yet! &lt;a href="http://bloggerwave.com/blog_ClickTrack.php?OpportunityId=31&amp;amp;BlogId=1491&amp;amp;LinkId=1"&gt;bloggerwave&lt;/a&gt; can put the passion back in blogging! It did for me and I promise it will for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;iframe id="iframeBloggerwaveBlogId1491OppId31" name="iframeBloggerwaveBlogId1491OppId31" src="http://www.bloggerwave.com/blog_ViewTrack.php?OpportunityId=31&amp;amp;BlogId=1491&amp;amp;sponsor=yes&amp;amp;LinkId=1" frameborder="no" height="38" scrolling="no" width="200"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-5524783947061269909?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/5524783947061269909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=5524783947061269909' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5524783947061269909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5524783947061269909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/bloggerwave.html' title='Bloggerwave'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-6595020539511152752</id><published>2007-10-30T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T19:09:22.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A 7 layer cookie for the holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I want to give up a great Cookie Recipe my grandma use to make for us! She has past away now and to remember her on the holidays I like to get out my recipe cards she gave me! This one I am going to share with you! I hope you enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ingredients......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:ARIAL;font-size:85%;"  &gt; 1 cup graham cracker crumbs&lt;br /&gt;1 cup shredded coconut&lt;br /&gt;6 oz butterscotch chips&lt;br /&gt;6 oz chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;1 can sweet condensed milk&lt;br /&gt;1 cup walnuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Melt 1 stick butter in a jelly roll pan. Spread in pan (in layers) - 1 cup of graham cracker crumbs, 1 cup of shredded coconut, 6 oz of butterscotch chips and 6 oz. of chocolate chips. Drizzle one can of sweet condensed milk on top. Add 1 cup of chopped walnuts on top. Bake at 350 degress for 30 minutes. Remove and let cool - then cut into squares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I hope you enjoy as much as I do!&lt;/span&gt;&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/8976430228515960897-6595020539511152752?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/6595020539511152752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=6595020539511152752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6595020539511152752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6595020539511152752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/7-layer-cookie-for-holidays.html' title='A 7 layer cookie for the holidays'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-9222809541542881007</id><published>2007-10-30T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T18:55:04.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uptown Saturday Night in St. Augustine, Florida</title><content type='html'>Do you like to shop? How about shopping for antiques? Well do I have something for you that you just cant miss out on! In the most beautiful and oldest city in the nation St. Augustine, Florida they are having the biggest antique show you will ever see! That's not all, along the street of San Marco Avenue this event comes to life the last Saturday of October and November! With music and tons of antique shopping you cant miss out on! There will also be art galleries with some of the finest art in Florida! The &lt;a href="http://www.getaway4florida.com/uptown/"&gt;St. Augustine events&lt;/a&gt; are ones your whole family will enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just blocks away additional antique discoveries can be made along Aviles Street – the oldest street in America. Great food, great music, lots of fun and great antique finds all in one place. The &lt;a href="http://www.getaway4florida.com/uptown/"&gt;St. Augustine events&lt;/a&gt; will be an event people will come from all over the US to be a part of! There are so many great things I cant even name them all, you will have to come and see for yourself! The &lt;a href="http://www.getaway4florida.com/uptown/"&gt;St. Augustine events&lt;/a&gt; start at 5:00pm and last until 9:00. The best part parking is free, yes I said free thanks to The Mission of Nombre de Dios! How great is that! Plus you can't miss out on the participating shops that feature an open house will have wine and refreshments that add to the festive night time atmosphere. So take a well needed vacation and come down to Uptown Saturday Night in St. Augustine, Florida! You will be amazed at the fun you and your family will have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yrdkrh" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://urlbrief.com/fa1b0e"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yu8rpm" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-9222809541542881007?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/9222809541542881007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=9222809541542881007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/9222809541542881007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/9222809541542881007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/uptown-saturday-night-in-st-augustine.html' title='Uptown Saturday Night in St. Augustine, Florida'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-3563346578661171497</id><published>2007-10-30T16:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T16:14:10.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW LOOK!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well I already went and changed it so I need to know what you think! I want to have a very unique blog something that shows my personality! I spend a lot of my alone time here so I want it to really let my readers know me! So please let me know what you think! The more comments the better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG THANKS TO MY BEST FRIEND WHO HELPED ME WITH THIS TEMPLATE!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-3563346578661171497?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/3563346578661171497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=3563346578661171497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3563346578661171497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3563346578661171497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-look.html' title='NEW LOOK!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-7459427591344798046</id><published>2007-10-30T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T14:09:17.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u144/Hotteee778/glitterimage1.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of changing my templete! I want some thing different and unique. Although I love my skulls I really want something more flashy! Does anyone have any ideas to throw at me? if so leave a comment! Now that I am ranked with google wooohooo! I want to put more time and effort into my blog! I see some that are just jaw dropping and I get so jelouse...lol! Why cant I do that is what I think! So I am going to spend alot of time this week really upbeating my blog! So agian any advise would be great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-7459427591344798046?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/7459427591344798046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=7459427591344798046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7459427591344798046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7459427591344798046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-have-thought.html' title='I have a thought'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-8618349927759005535</id><published>2007-10-30T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:46:25.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have bad credit?</title><content type='html'>Well I have really bad credit and I have been trying to build it up but I have ran into so many problems! I have applied to all the major credit card companies like capital one ect! All I get is a big fat DENIED you know how much that just hurts my ego! All I want to do is try to restore my name and get back into the life of APPROVED! After much  searching I have found a place to help &lt;a href="http://www.badcreditoffers.com/"&gt;bad credit loans&lt;/a&gt; can help even the worst of credit! Which makes me happy! &lt;a href="http://www.badcreditoffers.com/"&gt;Bad credit loans&lt;/a&gt; can help you with home loans auto loans what ever you need to get your score higher! You will finally get that APPROVED letter you want, how nice would that feel! They will help you choose from different companies that will give you the best bad credit offer! So you wont be stuck with the first one that comes in the mail with a high interest rate! I am glad I turned to &lt;a href="http://www.badcreditoffers.com/"&gt;bad credit loans&lt;/a&gt; to help me get back my financial freedom and out of the dept rut! So what are you waiting for see for yourself don't just take my word for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"post sponsored by bad credit loans"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-8618349927759005535?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/8618349927759005535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=8618349927759005535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8618349927759005535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8618349927759005535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/do-you-have-bad-credit.html' title='Do you have bad credit?'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-4012610144762879600</id><published>2007-10-30T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T13:45:14.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I need to vent</title><content type='html'>Ok I dont understand my husband is normally a sex freak and I am saying to much! But for like two months now he has not tried to have sex if we do it is because I want it!&lt;br /&gt;Last night I asked him "do you want me anymore?" he said yes so I told him to show me! You know what he did! Turned over and said if you want it came get it! Well WTF!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you dont want to hear about my sex life but I am so mad! Then I asked if your not getting it from me where are you getting it? I think that was a reasonable question right! Well he just told me I was crazy! SO I have counted how many days it has been it it has been 7 which is weird for a man who wants it everyday! I am about ready to go play with my toys and say forget him!!!!! Ok I fell better now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-4012610144762879600?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/4012610144762879600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=4012610144762879600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/4012610144762879600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/4012610144762879600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/well-i-need-to-vent.html' title='Well I need to vent'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-4409198428290889236</id><published>2007-10-30T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T14:01:07.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dial A Flight - Flights to Canada</title><content type='html'>As you know I use dial a flight for all my travel needs. They have the best and cheapest rates around. During the holiday cheap is always the best way to go! Well I am here to tell you that dial a flight has great deals right now to go to Canada! So if you have family in Montreal they have a cheap&lt;a href="http://www.dialaflight.com/flights/canada/montreal/"&gt; flight to Montreal&lt;/a&gt; just for you! How great is that! But that is not all! they have &lt;a href="http://www.dialaflight.com/flights/canada/montreal/"&gt;flights to Toronto&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.dialaflight.com/flights/canada/montreal/"&gt;flights to  vancouver&lt;/a&gt;. Where ever you need to go in Canada I am sure dial a flight can help! So before you go and spend a bundle go to &lt;a href="http://www.dialaflight.com/"&gt;dial a flight&lt;/a&gt; first and check out their great holiday deals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"post sponsored by dial a flight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/28plsl" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-4409198428290889236?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/4409198428290889236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=4409198428290889236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/4409198428290889236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/4409198428290889236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/dial-flight-flights-to-canada.html' title='Dial A Flight - Flights to Canada'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-3685140091784404934</id><published>2007-10-29T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T14:12:56.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are you?</title><content type='html'>Are you a Martha or Maxine? Me I am a Maxine! I am simple and like the easy way! Leave me a comment and tell me who you are! Be honest! We are not all                                        the perfect house wife like betty crocker! LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u234/Joker_For_Life/devilangel.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        *Martha's Way*&lt;br /&gt;Stuff a miniature marshmallow in the bottom of a sugar cone to prevent ice cream drips. &lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;br /&gt;                        *Maxine's Way * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just suck the ice cream out of the bottom of the cone, for Pete's sake!You are probably lying on the couch with your feet up eating it, anyway!&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;                        *Martha's Way*          &lt;br /&gt;To keep potatoes from budding, place an apple in the bag with the potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;                        *Maxine's Way * &lt;br /&gt;Buy Hungry Jack mashed potato mix,keep it in the pantry for up to a year.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                        *Martha's Way*                                    &lt;br /&gt;When a cake recipe calls for flouring the baking pan,use a bit of the dry cake mix instead and there won't be any white mess on the outside of the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        *Maxine's Way * &lt;br /&gt;Go to the bakery! They'll even decorate it for you. &lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;                        *Martha's Way*                                   &lt;br /&gt;If you accidentally oversalt a dish while it's still cooking, drop in a peeled potato and it will absorb the excess salt for an instant "fix-me-up."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                        *Maxine's Way * &lt;br /&gt;If you oversalt a dish while you are cooking, that's too bad. Please&lt;br /&gt;recite with me the real woman's motto:&lt;br /&gt;"I made it and you will eat it and I don't care how bad it tastes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        *Martha's Way* &lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;br /&gt;Wrap celery in aluminum foil when putting in the refrigerator and it will keep for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;                        *Maxine's Way * &lt;br /&gt;Celery? Never heard of it! &lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;                        *Martha's Way*                                  &lt;br /&gt;Brush some beaten egg white over pie crust before baking to yield a beautiful glossy finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        *Maxine's Way *  &lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. Smith frozen pie directions do not include brushing egg whites over the crust so I don't.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                        *Martha's Way*                                    &lt;br /&gt;Cure for headaches:&lt;br /&gt;take a lime, cut it in half and rub it on your forehead. The throbbing                                 will go away.                                   &lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;                        *Maxine's Way *  &lt;br /&gt;Take a lime, mix it with tequila, chill and drink! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        *Martha's Way*                                                                   If you have a problem opening jars, try using latex dishwashing gloves. They give a non-slip grip that makes opening jars easy. &lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;br /&gt;                        *Maxine's Way *  &lt;br /&gt;Go ask that very cute neighbor if he can open it for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         *Martha's Way*                                                                     Don't throw out all that leftover wine. Freeze into ice cubes for future use in all casseroles and sauces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          *Maxine's Way *                                    &lt;br /&gt;                      Leftover wine??????????? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                          HELLO !!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-3685140091784404934?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/3685140091784404934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=3685140091784404934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3685140091784404934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3685140091784404934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/who-are-you.html' title='Who are you?'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-6643827654502672273</id><published>2007-10-28T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T08:09:47.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AT LAST!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I have been ranked by google!!!!! I cant believe it! WOOOOHOOOOO how I am not sure I have tried to figure it out but I still dont get it? oh well I am ranked!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-6643827654502672273?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/6643827654502672273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=6643827654502672273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6643827654502672273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6643827654502672273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/at-last.html' title='AT LAST!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-8039997322496829525</id><published>2007-10-25T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T13:08:34.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A neat site</title><content type='html'>While I was surfing blogs I came across this world hunger blog about how to stop it! They have this neat game you play that you get rice and the more rice you win they donate to other countries! I thought it was pretty cool! You should try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freerice.com/index.php"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to take you to the game remember you are playing for a good cause!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-8039997322496829525?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/8039997322496829525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=8039997322496829525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8039997322496829525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8039997322496829525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/neat-site.html' title='A neat site'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-4878080550219058767</id><published>2007-10-25T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T10:54:01.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B-day To Me!</title><content type='html'>The 21st was my birthday I turned 27 almost 30, but I am not ashamed to say it! I got a Wii for my birthday, yes 27 still asked daddy for games! I guess I am a kid at heart! I am not really into video games but man is this thing a blast! My friend who lives down the street comes over and we are still playing! My husband came home early yesterday and caught us he said you two look like to kids in a candy shop. It has been the most fun I have had in a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so life like! My husband bought transformers and on playstation I cant remember all the buttons but with the Wii you just shake the remote to kick some ass! Boy is it great! My kids are mad cause I wont let them play.....LOL....but damnit it is mommies toy! I would tell anyone you have to get one of theses! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THEIR GREAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-4878080550219058767?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/4878080550219058767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=4878080550219058767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/4878080550219058767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/4878080550219058767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-b-day-to-me.html' title='Happy B-day To Me!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-6990520679620045405</id><published>2007-10-24T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T12:57:37.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a Morgtgage or Remortgage?</title><content type='html'>My husband and I were wanting to buy our first home. We were not sure what to do? So I started looking around for a place to find a mortgage. I did not know it would be so hard. So many choices and when your not sure what to look for what do you do? Well I found this site &lt;a href="http://www.nationsfinance.co.uk/mortgages/remortgages.html"&gt;adverse credit remortgages&lt;/a&gt; they help you with what ever you need. I didn't have to wonder if we were making the right choice because they did all that for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This&lt;a href="http://www.nationsfinance.co.uk/mortgages/compare-mortgages.html"&gt; mortgage site&lt;/a&gt; helped us out by comparing mortgages for us. They can help no matter what you have been through bad credit history, remortgages and first time buyers like us! My husband has good credit but we didn't know where to go from there. It was nice to know that &lt;a href="http://www.nationsfinance.co.uk/mortgages/remortgages.html"&gt;adverse credit remortgages&lt;/a&gt; was there to help us out when we needed it! If your in the market for a mortgage try them out today I am glad we did know we are on our way to owning our new home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This post sponsored by averse credit remortgages"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-6990520679620045405?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/6990520679620045405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=6990520679620045405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6990520679620045405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6990520679620045405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/need-morgtgage-or-remortgage.html' title='Need a Morgtgage or Remortgage?'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-8276975180195742600</id><published>2007-10-24T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T16:26:23.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Note From Me!</title><content type='html'>I have not been posting much! I am sorry but I have been busy putting my house back in order! with four kids it gets bad so i have to fix it! But now that I have every thing caught up I will be back on here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-8276975180195742600?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/8276975180195742600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=8276975180195742600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8276975180195742600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/8276975180195742600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/note-from-me.html' title='A Note From Me!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-6290334987398457147</id><published>2007-10-24T07:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T07:46:03.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;" family="SCRIPT"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;A frog goes into a bank and approaches the teller. He can see from her nameplate that her name is Patricia Whack.&lt;br /&gt;"Miss Whack, I'd like to get a $30,000 loan to take a holiday."&lt;br /&gt;Patty looks at the frog in disbelief and asks his name. The frog says his name is Kermit Jagger, his dad is &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_1193236754_0"&gt;Mick Jagger&lt;/span&gt;, and that it's okay, he knows the bank manager.&lt;br /&gt;Patty explains that he will need to secure the loan with some collateral.&lt;br /&gt;The frog says, "Sure. I have this," and produces a tiny porcelain elephant, about an inch tall, bright pink and perfectly formed.&lt;br /&gt;Very confused, Patty explains that she'll have to consult with the bank manager and disappears into a back office.&lt;br /&gt;She finds the manager and says, "There's a frog called Kermit Jagger out there who claims to know you and wants to borrow $30,000, and he wants to use this as collateral."&lt;br /&gt;She holds up the tiny pink elephant. "I mean, what in the world is this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(you're gonna love this)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" family="SANSSERIF"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" family="SANSSERIF"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;(its a real treat)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(a masterpiece)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(wait for it)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bank manager looks back at her and says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" family="SANSSERIF"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It's a knickknack, Patty Whack. Give the frog a loan. His old man's a Rolling Stone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" family="SANSSERIF"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You're singing it, aren't you? ?Yeah, I know you are........)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never take life too seriously! Come on now, you grinned, I know you did!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:7;" family="SANSSERIF"  &gt;Have a lovely Day&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/8976430228515960897-6290334987398457147?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/6290334987398457147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=6290334987398457147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6290334987398457147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/6290334987398457147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/frog-goes-into-bank-and-approaches.html' title=''/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-7634600461149488481</id><published>2007-10-19T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T07:56:06.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is so me!!! LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=7622163"&gt;Comedy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=7622163&amp;amp;v=2&amp;amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;amp;videoid=7622163&amp;amp;title=Comedy"&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home"&gt;More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-7634600461149488481?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/7634600461149488481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=7634600461149488481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7634600461149488481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7634600461149488481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-so-me-lol.html' title='This is so me!!! LOL'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-3961234991543515852</id><published>2007-10-19T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T06:23:50.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greys Anatomy</title><content type='html'>Ok so I am really into this show and last night was like OMG....I could not move if you watch then you know lizzy slept with George well last show George told his wife.  Of course that was how the show ended.... So we were all waiting to see her reaction and boy was it so not what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;I mean if that were me there is no way I could have stayed calm&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" height="15" width="15" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is MC dreamy and Meridith.  Which was another thing I did not see coming! As you know he had a thing for her sister, but didn't know it was her sister. Well last night I about fell out of my chair when he told Meridith he wanted to marry her and she just stood there...I mean come on! He is MC dreamy what is there to hesitate on&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_question.gif" alt="question" title="question" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I just about busted a gut when lizzy thought calie was going to whoop her ass! Really does she think she would win? I got a kick out of her saying "I learned how to fight in a trailer  Park"&lt;br /&gt;So what does that mean you can fight better? LOL but it beat all when calie told her were to go in the end! Calie was so right to!  A women is so wrong to go after a married man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well until next week! Which I cant wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-3961234991543515852?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/3961234991543515852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=3961234991543515852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3961234991543515852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/3961234991543515852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/greys-anatomy.html' title='Greys Anatomy'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-1858233458006653584</id><published>2007-10-15T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T07:29:45.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do all day?</title><content type='html'>HAS YOUR HUSBAND EVER ASKED YOU THIS?&lt;br /&gt;   A man came home from work and found his three children outside, still&lt;br /&gt;   in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and&lt;br /&gt;   wrappers strewn all around the front yard.&lt;br /&gt;The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the&lt;br /&gt;   house and there was no sign of the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had&lt;br /&gt;   been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall.&lt;br /&gt;   In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the&lt;br /&gt; family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast-food was spilled on&lt;br /&gt;   the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on&lt;br /&gt;   the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of&lt;br /&gt;   sand was spread by the back door. He quickly headed up the stairs,&lt;br /&gt;   stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had&lt;br /&gt;   happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the&lt;br /&gt;   bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys&lt;br /&gt;   strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared&lt;br /&gt;   all over the mirror and walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the&lt;br /&gt;   bed in her pajamas, reading a novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, "What happened here today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She again smiled and answered,  "You know every day when you come&lt;br /&gt;   home from work and you ask me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what in the world I do all day?&lt;/span&gt;" "Yes," was&lt;br /&gt;   his incredulous reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   She answered, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Well, today I didn't do it."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-1858233458006653584?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/1858233458006653584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=1858233458006653584' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1858233458006653584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1858233458006653584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-do-you-do-all-day.html' title='What do you do all day?'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-7628025634467219137</id><published>2007-10-13T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T08:54:25.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smorty</title><content type='html'>How would you like to get paid to do what you love? Well guess what I do!  That is wright I get paid to blog about the things I love!You want to know how I get paid to blog? Well just sign up at smorty.com and before you know it you will be on your way to the money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smorty.com is a great blog advertising company that will pay you to advertise for them. Do you sit on your computer and write in your blog like a diary? I know I do!  So when my sister-in-law told me I could get paid to sit there and do the same thing, I knew I had to try it! Now that I have, I love it. So try it out for yourself submit your blog to smorty.com and see how much fun it is! When you go on your first shopping spree you will know what I mean. So start your first &lt;a href="http://www.smorty.com"&gt;blog for money&lt;/a&gt; today at &lt;a href="http://www.smorty.com/"&gt;smorty.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-7628025634467219137?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/7628025634467219137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=7628025634467219137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7628025634467219137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/7628025634467219137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/smorty.html' title='Smorty'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-1835403567462295842</id><published>2007-10-12T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T05:11:37.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:6;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;October is also Breast Cancer Awareness Month so please get those mammograms girls and take care of yourselves and each other.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_wink.gif" alt="wink" title="wink" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-1835403567462295842?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/1835403567462295842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=1835403567462295842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1835403567462295842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1835403567462295842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/remember.html' title='REMEMBER'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-5709963345071050050</id><published>2007-10-10T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T17:09:19.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How addicted to your blog are you?</title><content type='html'>Well I am a true addict! My score was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/blog_addiction" style="color: #D64B32; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 286px; height: 128px; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 17px; background: url(http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/img/blog_addiction/badge.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Times New Roman, sans-serif; font-size: 30px;"&gt;77%&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;How Addicted to Blogging Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;JustSayHi - &lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com"&gt;Free Personals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you see i need to go to bloggers anonymous how about you? &lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/blog_addiction"&gt;Take the test&lt;/a&gt; and see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-5709963345071050050?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/5709963345071050050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=5709963345071050050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5709963345071050050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5709963345071050050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-addicted-to-your-blog-are-you.html' title='How addicted to your blog are you?'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-1622242006407668423</id><published>2007-10-10T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T14:27:52.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To my cousin in Iraq!</title><content type='html'>As you know my cousin is in Iraq. As kids we were really close and today i still feel just as close to him. Even though we have grown up and have our own family's I still think about him and pray for his safe return to his wife and children. I saw this video on youtube and as I have my own opinion on the war I will always support my cousin. As he is there fighting for me and every one else! So no matter how you feel please support our troops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Jared! Cant wait till you come home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ervaMPt4Ha0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ervaMPt4Ha0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-1622242006407668423?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/1622242006407668423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=1622242006407668423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1622242006407668423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/1622242006407668423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-my-cousin-in-iraq.html' title='To my cousin in Iraq!'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-327772487326780827</id><published>2007-10-10T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T10:39:25.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast at McDonald's</title><content type='html'>This is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through until the end! (After the story, there are some very interesting facts!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college degree. The last class I had to take was Sociology. The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with.&lt;br /&gt;Her last project of the term was called, "Smile."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions.&lt;br /&gt;I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, Ithought this would be a piece of cake, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald's one crisp March morning. It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did. I did not move an inch... an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved. As I turned around I smelled a horrible "dirty body" smell, and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men. As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was "smiling".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God's Light as he searched for acceptance. He said, "Good day" as he counted the few coins he had been clutching. The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation. I held my tears as I stood there with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. He said, "Coffee is all Miss" because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something.. He just wanted to be warm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action. I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray. I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Thank you." I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, "I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope." I started to cry as I walked away to joi n my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, "That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope." We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not church goers, but we are believers. That day showed me the pure Light of God's sweet love. I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand. I turned in "my project" and the instructor read it. Then she looked up at me and said, "Can I share this?" I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people an d to be healed. In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald's, my son, instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on&lt;br /&gt;the last night I spent as a college student. I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn: {UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how to {LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS - NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an Angel sent to watch over you.In order for her to work, you must pass this on to the people you want watched over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Angel wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart. To handle yourself, use your head. To handle others, use your heart. God Gives every bird it's food, but He does not throw it into its nest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-327772487326780827?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/327772487326780827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=327772487326780827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/327772487326780827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/327772487326780827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/breakfast-at-mcdonalds.html' title='Breakfast at McDonald&apos;s'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8976430228515960897.post-5157613654595299701</id><published>2007-10-10T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T07:19:04.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Destcription For Mom</title><content type='html'>POSITION :&lt;br /&gt;Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma&lt;br /&gt;Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa, Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOB DESCRIPTION :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long term, team players needed, for challenging&lt;br /&gt;Permanent work in an,&lt;br /&gt;Often chaotic environment.&lt;br /&gt;Candidates must possess excellent communication&lt;br /&gt;And organizational skills and be willing to work&lt;br /&gt;Variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends&lt;br /&gt;And frequent 24 hour shifts on call.&lt;br /&gt;Some overnight travel required, including trips to&lt;br /&gt;Primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities!&lt;br /&gt;Travel expenses not reimbursed.&lt;br /&gt;Extensive courier duties also required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESPONSIBILITIES :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily,&lt;br /&gt;Until someone needs $5.&lt;br /&gt;Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;Also, must possess the physical stamina of a&lt;br /&gt;Pack mule&lt;br /&gt;And be able to go from zero to 60 mph in three seconds flat&lt;br /&gt;In case, this time, the screams from&lt;br /&gt;The backyard are not someone just crying wolf.&lt;br /&gt;Must be willing to face stimulating technical challenges,&lt;br /&gt;Such as small gadget repair, mysteriously sluggish toilets&lt;br /&gt;And stuck zippers.&lt;br /&gt;Must screen phone calls, maintain calendars and&lt;br /&gt;Coordinate production of multiple homework projects.&lt;br /&gt;Must have ability to plan and organize social gatherings&lt;br /&gt;For clients of all ages and mental outlooks.&lt;br /&gt;Must be willing to be indispensable one minute,&lt;br /&gt;An embarrassment the next.&lt;br /&gt;Must handle assembly and product safety testing of a&lt;br /&gt;Half million cheap, plastic toys, and battery operated devices.&lt;br /&gt;Must always hope for the be st but be prepared for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;Must assume final, complete accountability for&lt;br /&gt;The quality of the end product.&lt;br /&gt;Responsibilities also include floor maintenance and&lt;br /&gt;Janitorial work throughout the facility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSSIBILITY FOR ADVANCEMENT &amp; PROMOTION :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;Your job is to remain in the same position for years, without complaining, constantly retraining and updating your skills,&lt;br /&gt;So that those in your charge can ultimately surpass you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREVIOUS EXPERIENCE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None required unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;On-the-job training offered on a continually exhausting basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAGES AND COMPENSATION :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get this! You pay them!&lt;br /&gt;Offering frequent raises and bonuses.&lt;br /&gt;A balloon payment is due when they turn 18 because&lt;br /&gt;Of the assumption that college will help them&lt;br /&gt;Become financially independent.&lt;br /&gt;When you die, you give them whatever is left.&lt;br /&gt;The oddest thing about this reverse-salary scheme is that&lt;br /&gt;You actually enjoy it and wish you could only do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BENEFITS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While no health or dental insurance, no pension,&lt;br /&gt;No tuition reimbursement, no paid holidays and&lt;br /&gt;No stock options are offered;&lt;br /&gt;This job supplies limitless opportunities for personal growth&lt;br /&gt;And free hugs and kisses for life if you play your cards right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forward this on to all the PARENTS you know, in appreciation for everything they do on a daily basis,&lt;br /&gt;Letting them know they are appreciated&lt;br /&gt;For the fabulous job they do...&lt;br /&gt;Or forward with love&lt;br /&gt;To anyone thinking of applying for the job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8976430228515960897-5157613654595299701?l=hannah4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/feeds/5157613654595299701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8976430228515960897&amp;postID=5157613654595299701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5157613654595299701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8976430228515960897/posts/default/5157613654595299701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannah4.blogspot.com/2007/10/job-destcription-for-mom.html' title='Job Destcription For Mom'/><author><name>Nichole Beard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321956744729676560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k57MCCVoYu4/SYdU4Hj9U8I/AAAAAAAAEug/cb4ujnsHPYo/S220/058.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
