<?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-8302352958861617046</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:32:00.684-04:00</updated><category term='family and friends'/><category term='Pary time'/><category term='hunting for food'/><category term='Just for fun'/><category term='Cats'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='winter images'/><title type='text'>Nooks and crannies</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-6361392962753510399</id><published>2008-03-02T19:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:37:29.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Etta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R8tFq6DLKLI/AAAAAAAAALU/K9MkNQ6ViM8/s1600-h/IMG_0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173305200404539570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R8tFq6DLKLI/AAAAAAAAALU/K9MkNQ6ViM8/s320/IMG_0874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etta had a treadmill accident. This was the result. At&lt;br /&gt;School they are doing health and fitness. The safety&lt;br /&gt;clip came off of her clothes instead of the machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-6361392962753510399?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/6361392962753510399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=6361392962753510399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/6361392962753510399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/6361392962753510399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2008/03/etta.html' title='Etta'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R8tFq6DLKLI/AAAAAAAAALU/K9MkNQ6ViM8/s72-c/IMG_0874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-6711436451352221035</id><published>2008-02-22T20:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T21:31:33.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a sad day in my town</title><content type='html'>Today, a historic land mark caught fire along with 3 other buildings. Other buildings in town were damaged. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R799QrLhTgI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ATgGkNkwPFk/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169988622667042306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R799QrLhTgI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ATgGkNkwPFk/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this pic came from Heraldmail.com. I snagged it off a friends myspace page&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R79-ALLhThI/AAAAAAAAAK0/K1KMScvJObw/s1600-h/IMG_0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169989438710828562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" height="237" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R79-ALLhThI/AAAAAAAAAK0/K1KMScvJObw/s320/IMG_0764.JPG" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the view from our porch before we walked up to town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R79-w7LhTiI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0S5tTAfhUIA/s1600-h/IMG_0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169990276229451298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R79-w7LhTiI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0S5tTAfhUIA/s320/IMG_0796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-6711436451352221035?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/6711436451352221035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=6711436451352221035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/6711436451352221035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/6711436451352221035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-sad-day-in-my-town.html' title='It&apos;s a sad day in my town'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R799QrLhTgI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ATgGkNkwPFk/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-5234045629383459601</id><published>2008-02-19T06:55:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T08:10:42.930-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter images'/><title type='text'>Icy morning</title><content type='html'>I am a little late posting these pictures. Just havent been in the mood. When we had some mixed rain, snow, sleet, and freezing rain, I decided this would be a good day to go out and shoot. A lot of the pics I took were a little blurry because I was shivering. It was pretty cold that day but there were some pretty sights. I spent an hour down by the pond and following the stream through the feilds. It was actually a relaxing hour. It was quiet and peaceful. No phone, no tv, no computer, no demands. Very nice. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rO4bLhTYI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PjHhzb0covw/s1600-h/IMG_0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168670991125138818" style="CURSOR: hand" height="269" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rO4bLhTYI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PjHhzb0covw/s320/IMG_0586.JPG" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rP57LhTbI/AAAAAAAAAKE/8NUrXdkxCrc/s1600-h/IMG_0613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168672116406570418" style="CURSOR: hand" height="232" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rP57LhTbI/AAAAAAAAAKE/8NUrXdkxCrc/s320/IMG_0613.JPG" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rPObLhTZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/_7BDCKupFg0/s1600-h/IMG_0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168671369082260882" style="CURSOR: hand" height="213" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rPObLhTZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/_7BDCKupFg0/s320/IMG_0594.JPG" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rQ7bLhTcI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RHmWNcFMDHc/s1600-h/IMG_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168673241688001986" style="CURSOR: hand" height="219" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rQ7bLhTcI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RHmWNcFMDHc/s320/IMG_0615.JPG" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rPmLLhTaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/YGWZI9A55JQ/s1600-h/IMG_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168671777104154018" style="WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" height="210" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rPmLLhTaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/YGWZI9A55JQ/s320/IMG_0605.JPG" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rR4LLhTdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/EJiZxi81ezs/s1600-h/IMG_0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168674285365054930" style="WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" height="217" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rR4LLhTdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/EJiZxi81ezs/s320/IMG_0637.JPG" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rTHbLhTeI/AAAAAAAAAKc/bsxXpxCyx4k/s1600-h/IMG_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168675646869687778" style="WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rTHbLhTeI/AAAAAAAAAKc/bsxXpxCyx4k/s320/IMG_0671.JPG" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rUAbLhTfI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2Nt2jLpcifk/s1600-h/IMG_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168676626122231282" style="WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rUAbLhTfI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2Nt2jLpcifk/s320/IMG_0662.JPG" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rPmLLhTaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/YGWZI9A55JQ/s1600-h/IMG_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-5234045629383459601?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/5234045629383459601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=5234045629383459601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/5234045629383459601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/5234045629383459601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2008/02/icy-morning.html' title='Icy morning'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R7rO4bLhTYI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PjHhzb0covw/s72-c/IMG_0586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-1791808170178347285</id><published>2008-02-07T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T08:11:17.794-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family and friends'/><title type='text'>Family Portraits</title><content type='html'>Family portraits are always a stressful experience, even for us seasoned photographers. They are actually harder for us than regular sittings. We know what we expect of ourselves and our family members. Now, for a sitting for one of my customers, in the camera room, we spend about a half hour. Not us. We are in there for hours. At least two. Last year, Etta and I did pics for Tom for Fathers Day and we spent three. Well anyway, after two hours, and 62 shots, we got our portraits. Here are the ones we are handing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R6vgxq3g6ZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Lwl0H03AgCg/s1600-h/Image2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164468541635750290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R6vgxq3g6ZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Lwl0H03AgCg/s320/Image2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R6xAdK3g6aI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TyJm-bUk9t8/s1600-h/Image4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164573742564698530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R6xAdK3g6aI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TyJm-bUk9t8/s320/Image4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R6xBAa3g6cI/AAAAAAAAAJk/o9RhXSsi-7Y/s1600-h/Image3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164574348155087298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R6xBAa3g6cI/AAAAAAAAAJk/o9RhXSsi-7Y/s320/Image3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-1791808170178347285?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/1791808170178347285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=1791808170178347285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/1791808170178347285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/1791808170178347285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2008/02/family-portraits.html' title='Family Portraits'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R6vgxq3g6ZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Lwl0H03AgCg/s72-c/Image2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-2275980453562334362</id><published>2008-02-07T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T23:47:31.212-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>Oh Crap</title><content type='html'>Hee Hee. Funny story. Not Atypical around here for something like this to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Etta and I were looking around on the welcome screen earlier this afternoon and there was a story about up coming nail trends. They were showing different pics of nail art and decals for artificial nails as well as full nails with the art on them that you can buy at drug stores. Knowing she cannot get acrylics, she asked for the fancy, already done nails. The ones she wanted had little skulls on them. I said sure, thinking I would never find them at KMart which was where I was headed anyway. Well, low and behold, they had them. Ok. I already said yes. So, we get home and shes all excited. I go to put the first one on. Now, you know, its amazing what can happen in 1 second. We have all the nails out, ready to put them on. Etta, i think, knocks them around, yanks her hand out of mine, the nail with glue comes loose, begins to fall on my kitchen table, i catch it with my right index finger. The nail is stuck to my finger and i realize the glue is on it, i go to pull it off and cant. Now, my thumb and index finger of my left hand is stuck to my right. Now all this was in like 1.5 seconds. LOL. So, now, here i am with my fingers glued together, Etta is laughing like a loon, and I have to tell Tom he needs to drive to the store for me. Oh lord. Bless his heart he just shook his head and asked me what i needed. Obviously, i am unglued, Etta has her nails, and Tom gets a big kiss. Everyone is happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-2275980453562334362?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/2275980453562334362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=2275980453562334362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/2275980453562334362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/2275980453562334362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-crap.html' title='Oh Crap'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-1112392584421011003</id><published>2008-01-28T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:53:01.553-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R56SPa3g6YI/AAAAAAAAAJE/oOXGSke_-ww/s1600-h/DCP_2352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160723016621025666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R56SPa3g6YI/AAAAAAAAAJE/oOXGSke_-ww/s320/DCP_2352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R56SCK3g6XI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ql3FF5WVPXE/s1600-h/DCP_2351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160722788987758962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R56SCK3g6XI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ql3FF5WVPXE/s320/DCP_2351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am sooooo ready for Spring. I know it is not even&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;February yet, and I'm certain we are going to get&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;more snow, but I want my gardens back. I can't wait&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to plant my corn, tomatoes, melons, beans, and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peppers. I can't wait to see my bulbs bloom, all the&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;annuals that add so much pretty color. I want my &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hands in the soil and watch the things I put into the&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Earth grow. I love the fresh veggies we can have at&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dinner, the fresh corn, I pick myself, from the garden&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to make for a cookout. The fresh cut flowers that I &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bring in the beautify my kitchen and make my home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;smell like spring. I want to plant a larger variety in&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the veggie garden this year so I have more to freeze&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and can. The problem last year was that we ran out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted to put enough by for the winter, but we love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the fresh veggies so much we ate them every day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We did have a lot of tomatoes which we gave to &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;friends and neighbors. I made several jars of pasta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sauce and salsa. I never realize how any tomatoes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it takes to make a pint of salsa. Wow. I set up to make &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8 jars and ended up with four. Well, next year will be &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-1112392584421011003?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/1112392584421011003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=1112392584421011003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/1112392584421011003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/1112392584421011003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-sooooo-ready-for-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R56SPa3g6YI/AAAAAAAAAJE/oOXGSke_-ww/s72-c/DCP_2352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-4573030824378773511</id><published>2008-01-18T07:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T07:38:34.367-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter images'/><title type='text'>A pretty snowy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R5CdteNaLFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/RAeO8S9A8Po/s1600-h/IMG_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156794977868196946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R5CdteNaLFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/RAeO8S9A8Po/s320/IMG_0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting at work, I looked out the window and there were birds everywhere. There were Cardinals, Blue Birds, Finches, and of course sparrows. Some black birds too. I wanted pictures but, as usual, the birds flew away when I went outside. I did get a pretty good one through the window. Here it is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-4573030824378773511?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/4573030824378773511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=4573030824378773511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/4573030824378773511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/4573030824378773511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2008/01/pretty-snowy-day.html' title='A pretty snowy day'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R5CdteNaLFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/RAeO8S9A8Po/s72-c/IMG_0483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-7732951368693378639</id><published>2008-01-18T07:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T07:34:13.466-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><title type='text'>Goofy Kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Empty box, bag or basket, doesn't matter. It becomes a kitty house. This little basket seems to be no different. Our Pixie thinks she is still a kitten!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R5CcQeNaLDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/49afA0eXiiw/s1600-h/IMG_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156793380140362802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R5CcQeNaLDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/49afA0eXiiw/s320/IMG_0461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R5CclONaLEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/K0FVPnr2QbI/s1600-h/IMG_0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156793736622648386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R5CclONaLEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/K0FVPnr2QbI/s320/IMG_0465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-7732951368693378639?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/7732951368693378639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=7732951368693378639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/7732951368693378639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/7732951368693378639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2008/01/goofy-kitty.html' title='Goofy Kitty'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R5CcQeNaLDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/49afA0eXiiw/s72-c/IMG_0461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-7252101904516110120</id><published>2008-01-01T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:51:56.558-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter images'/><title type='text'>An Icy New Years Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3panuNaLCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VnWLUWu9_FM/s1600-h/IMG_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150528762317253666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3panuNaLCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VnWLUWu9_FM/s320/IMG_0429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pZ2-NaLBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/kwFw4Cn0n9E/s1600-h/IMG_0431+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150527924798630930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pZ2-NaLBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/kwFw4Cn0n9E/s320/IMG_0431+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took this picture from inside of my car. Cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-7252101904516110120?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/7252101904516110120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=7252101904516110120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/7252101904516110120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/7252101904516110120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2008/01/icy-new-years-eve.html' title='An Icy New Years Eve'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3panuNaLCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VnWLUWu9_FM/s72-c/IMG_0429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-7271220451238795908</id><published>2008-01-01T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:52:08.386-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>A very noisy Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tom and I both have nice sized families. Not huge but big enough. When we get together, it's a production. It's very loud and usually a lot of fun. We went to his Mom's first. I love playing with all the babies! My great neices and Nephew are all adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pT3eNaK4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/XjLCfL7ihUE/s1600-h/IMG_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150521336318798722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pT3eNaK4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/XjLCfL7ihUE/s320/IMG_0373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From left to right, Torrie on Christle's lap. Torrie is kelly's daughter. Jack, on kelly's lap. Jack is Kelly's son, Etta in the back. Heather has Emily, Christles other daughter on her lap, Amanda in the front sitting next to Faith, Christles other little girl, Faith is holding Molahta, Amanda's daugher. Natasha, not pictured, was somewhere not wanting to be in the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pVF-NaK5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/5c7540GttfY/s1600-h/IMG_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150522684938529682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pVF-NaK5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/5c7540GttfY/s320/IMG_0356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natasha holding Jack. That is her husband, Leon in the back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later at my sisters house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pYieNaLAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Nn-mLpqIlSU/s1600-h/IMG_0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150526473099684866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pYieNaLAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Nn-mLpqIlSU/s320/IMG_0376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake and Dylan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pV5ONaK7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/uNsAGLgVhdY/s1600-h/IMG_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150523565406825394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pV5ONaK7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/uNsAGLgVhdY/s320/IMG_0379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Broden and Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pWFeNaK8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/GqwJ7vcwElI/s1600-h/chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150523775860222914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pWFeNaK8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/GqwJ7vcwElI/s320/chris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister Chris who rarely comes to get-togethers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pWrONaK9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/JDpSblBFqIQ/s1600-h/IMG_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150524424400284626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pWrONaK9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/JDpSblBFqIQ/s320/IMG_0397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A very strange sight. The kids sitting quietly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pXT-NaK-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/NCvQe1F9Gb0/s1600-h/IMG_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150525124479953890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pXT-NaK-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/NCvQe1F9Gb0/s320/IMG_0399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pXqeNaK_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/JGCRFnIwchg/s1600-h/IMG_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150525511027010546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pXqeNaK_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/JGCRFnIwchg/s320/IMG_0390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-7271220451238795908?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/7271220451238795908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=7271220451238795908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/7271220451238795908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/7271220451238795908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2008/01/very-noisy-christmas.html' title='A very noisy Christmas'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pT3eNaK4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/XjLCfL7ihUE/s72-c/IMG_0373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-7113491527748462137</id><published>2008-01-01T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:52:26.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't get many pictures Christmas morning. Etta used to love to have her picture taken. Since she didn't give me good pictures, I chose to publish the ones I got. She is going to freak!!! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pR2ONaK2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/_apif40fg_M/s1600-h/IMG_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150519115820706658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pR2ONaK2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/_apif40fg_M/s320/IMG_0351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before she was awake enough to argue. Isn't she bootiful! LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pSWuNaK3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZHNIuLyT9ZA/s1600-h/IMG_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150519674166455154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pSWuNaK3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/ZHNIuLyT9ZA/s320/IMG_0382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is behind there somewhere&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-7113491527748462137?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/7113491527748462137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=7113491527748462137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/7113491527748462137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/7113491527748462137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pR2ONaK2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/_apif40fg_M/s72-c/IMG_0351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-7966397460981105527</id><published>2008-01-01T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:52:26.267-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>A very busy holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pPaeNaKzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9wWB3npZv6o/s1600-h/IMG_0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150516440056081202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pPaeNaKzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9wWB3npZv6o/s320/IMG_0327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to see Friends and family who live farther away than the rest of the family. This is Ryan and Robin, my best friend, Ann's daughter and son. I forgot to get a picture of Ann and Alan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pP9-NaK0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/QSZXIVhPrIw/s1600-h/IMG_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150517049941437250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pP9-NaK0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/QSZXIVhPrIw/s320/IMG_0342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tom's sister Mary and her husband Eugene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pQQONaK1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/uRqBF5zJ9zY/s1600-h/IMG_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150517363474049874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pQQONaK1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/uRqBF5zJ9zY/s320/IMG_0341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heather and Natasha. Mary's daughters. Lovely girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natasha and her husband, Leon, are expecting. She &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is 2 months along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-7966397460981105527?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/7966397460981105527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=7966397460981105527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/7966397460981105527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/7966397460981105527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2008/01/very-busy-holiday.html' title='A very busy holiday'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R3pPaeNaKzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9wWB3npZv6o/s72-c/IMG_0327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-104608353905467006</id><published>2007-12-21T07:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T06:32:08.899-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2uyv-NaKyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/mZYZYKoJxos/s1600-h/ilessthan3yourblog_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146403536423758626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2uyv-NaKyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/mZYZYKoJxos/s320/ilessthan3yourblog_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2uyaeNaKwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6_ampt9_fGA/s1600-h/award.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146403167056571138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2uyaeNaKwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6_ampt9_fGA/s320/award.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Best friend Ann gave me these three awards. Thank&lt;br /&gt;you Ann!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2uyf-NaKxI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ysCNVaccqRg/s1600-h/awardfromkarenh__2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146403261545851666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2uyf-NaKxI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ysCNVaccqRg/s320/awardfromkarenh__2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-104608353905467006?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/104608353905467006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=104608353905467006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/104608353905467006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/104608353905467006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-best-friend-ann-gave-me-these-three.html' title=''/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2uyv-NaKyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/mZYZYKoJxos/s72-c/ilessthan3yourblog_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-1188898515748069605</id><published>2007-12-20T05:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T06:30:21.108-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunting for food'/><title type='text'>Etta's First Hunting Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2pHjONaKvI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ifLHHzKZxXM/s1600-h/IMG_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146004194659543794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2pHjONaKvI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ifLHHzKZxXM/s320/IMG_0283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2pHRuNaKuI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5g8GErWasE8/s1600-h/IMG_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146003894011833058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2pHRuNaKuI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5g8GErWasE8/s320/IMG_0275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They didn't get anything, but they had a few laughs just getting dressed and trying to walk through the woods. Etta could barely move!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-1188898515748069605?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/1188898515748069605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=1188898515748069605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/1188898515748069605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/1188898515748069605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2007/12/ettas-first-hunting-trip.html' title='Etta&apos;s First Hunting Trip'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2pHjONaKvI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ifLHHzKZxXM/s72-c/IMG_0283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-214249334285546524</id><published>2007-12-15T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T06:31:40.160-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pary time'/><title type='text'>Jakes 18th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2SE3eNaKtI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G_5lqtSrnqc/s1600-h/IMG_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144382762900925138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2SE3eNaKtI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G_5lqtSrnqc/s320/IMG_0309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2SEu-NaKsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Xj95ZGJDS6Y/s1600-h/IMG_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144382616872037058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2SEu-NaKsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Xj95ZGJDS6Y/s320/IMG_0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2SEIONaKrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/dzDVXBvrEbE/s1600-h/IMG_0304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144381951152106162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2SEIONaKrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/dzDVXBvrEbE/s320/IMG_0304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2SDgONaKqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/rr7-FhII-zM/s1600-h/IMG_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144381263957338786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2SDgONaKqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/rr7-FhII-zM/s320/IMG_0303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2SDQONaKpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/tFhCVwEtn8o/s1600-h/IMG_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144380989079431826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2SDQONaKpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/tFhCVwEtn8o/s320/IMG_0319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister Chris's son, Jake, turned 18 today. We had a wonderful time at his party. We got to see Uncle Aurthur(uncle Bootsie) and Aunt Linda whom I haven't seen in quite some time. Katie's little boy, Broden, as usual stole the show. Jake is a senior in high school and is going in the Air National Guard right after. He is such a sweet kid. He and Etta actually got along pretty good today. They used to just fight all the time. I guess since he is all grown up and Etta is getting there, things will change and they will get along a lot better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2SC6uNaKoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NfMqbP5nLdI/s1600-h/IMG_0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144380619712244354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2SC6uNaKoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NfMqbP5nLdI/s320/IMG_0320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-214249334285546524?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/214249334285546524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=214249334285546524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/214249334285546524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/214249334285546524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2007/12/jakes-18th-birthday.html' title='Jakes 18th Birthday'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2SE3eNaKtI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G_5lqtSrnqc/s72-c/IMG_0309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-566053354439126734</id><published>2007-12-14T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T06:31:40.160-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pary time'/><title type='text'>Cookie exchange</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2NP8ONaKnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tqN2tGIWhdc/s1600-h/IMG_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144043095412320882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2NP8ONaKnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tqN2tGIWhdc/s320/IMG_0268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My first cookie exchange party was a lot of fun. A nice veriety of cookies was the order of the day. My supervisor, Suzanne, made some Norwiegian chocolate chip cookies and pecan pie cookies (the top cookie and the one with the thumb print). Mom made cookie bars and lemon cookies (far left and bottom), Ann made peanut butter munchies(the dark chocolate cookie) Judy made no bake chocolate, coconut, and peanut butter,(obvious) and I made Lace cookies and chocolate crinkles(center and bottom right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2NPP-NaKmI/AAAAAAAAAE8/V35di1Dn_yg/s1600-h/IMG_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144042335203109474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2NPP-NaKmI/AAAAAAAAAE8/V35di1Dn_yg/s320/IMG_0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My neice brought her little girls. They were certainly the life of the party. The cats of course hid for the evening. Faith was facinated with the train around the village and Emily love all the &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2NO3eNaKkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pJ9ijuJCmm8/s1600-h/IMG_0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144041914296314434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2NO3eNaKkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pJ9ijuJCmm8/s320/IMG_0253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;red decorations and lights on the Christmas tree. I didn't get any pictures of my Mom! But, she was there too. I can't wait to do this again next year. It's nice have a ladies only get together where you get to talk crafts, recipes and all about men. The great thing about the cookie exchange itself is you get a variety of cookies after baking two batches of cookies. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2NPDONaKlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/RchfbyCAdww/s1600-h/IMG_0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144042116159777362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2NPDONaKlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/RchfbyCAdww/s320/IMG_0259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-566053354439126734?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/566053354439126734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=566053354439126734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/566053354439126734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/566053354439126734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2007/12/cookie-exchange_14.html' title='Cookie exchange'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R2NP8ONaKnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tqN2tGIWhdc/s72-c/IMG_0268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-6579572417295228959</id><published>2007-12-08T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T06:33:26.243-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Getting there!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still decorating for Christmas. Slowly getting done. I really thought this year I would get done way early because I am not trying to work 80 hours a week. I think what happened is I lost my Christmas spirit there for a while. I was tired and just didn't feel like messing with it. I was stressing out because I want everything to be the way I have wanted it for years. Perfect. There were things I wanted, but couldn't find. There were crafts I want&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R1qp_9P0ByI/AAAAAAAAADk/DyHuXbcmndY/s1600-h/IMG_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141608840834582306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R1qp_9P0ByI/AAAAAAAAADk/DyHuXbcmndY/s320/IMG_0214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ed to do but they didn't turn out the way I wanted. Then it snowed. Everything looked so pretty and festive. The Christmas lights at night glowed under the snow. I got so angry that night at my husband and daughter who were watching TV while I struggled with he lights on the tree. Struggled with the village, and tried new crafts. I felt as if they didn't give a crap. I had the resulting fit, stomped outside, and went to look at the lights. While I cooled off, literally, I realized just how ridiculous I was being and how lucky I was. I have my husband and daughter right there in the house. Many people don't have a family that is together. The holidays are so much harder for them and here I am throwing a fit because &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R1qprtP0BxI/AAAAAAAAADc/LVYJ0t1vfLo/s1600-h/IMG_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141608492942231314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R1qprtP0BxI/AAAAAAAAADc/LVYJ0t1vfLo/s320/IMG_0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;things are not going my way. Typical of us red-heads or part red-heads. The German Irish temper, what ever. Anyway, I could feel my spirit coming back as I stood shivering in the snow. I came back inside feeling better. Come to find out, Tom and Etta could see the build up of my temper and just stayed out of my way. They were both going to help with the tree but thought better of it. They taught me a lesson that night. Throwing a fit doesn't decorate a tree. LOL. Well, that's part of it. When the stress gets to you, take a step back, look at what you have, instead of what you don't. Count your blessing and let the spirit of all that is good, wash over you. The beauty of Christmas isn't in what you&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R1qpDdP0BvI/AAAAAAAAADM/vk3tDzfGeZg/s1600-h/IMG_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141607801452496626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R1qpDdP0BvI/AAAAAAAAADM/vk3tDzfGeZg/s320/IMG_0204.JPG" width="630" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; see. It's the love and joy of family and friends that makes the season warm and bright. Anyway, I got my spirit back. Things are back on track as far as my decorating goes. It doesn't have to be perfect, and I'm not going to stop until its done. I will try to finish each room before my party, if its not, oh well. I don't think my family and friends will love me any more or less if the decorating is not complete. I am taking it easy on myself. I will look at a room and think, OK, that table could use a touch of Christmas, and i go find something to stick on it. No problem. Etta helped with the tree last night. Its not perfect anymore, but that's OK. She did it, and it looks fine. Tom h&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R1qpXdP0BwI/AAAAAAAAADU/n3x12RJgQJU/s1600-h/IMG_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141608145049880322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R1qpXdP0BwI/AAAAAAAAADU/n3x12RJgQJU/s320/IMG_0221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eaded out hunting but when he comes back he gets to help with Grandmas decorating and the outside project i have cooking up for him. Hope he remembers the Christmas spirit while shivering out in the cold. LoL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-6579572417295228959?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/6579572417295228959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=6579572417295228959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/6579572417295228959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/6579572417295228959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2007/12/getting-there.html' title='Getting there!'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R1qp_9P0ByI/AAAAAAAAADk/DyHuXbcmndY/s72-c/IMG_0214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-1832837351336092714</id><published>2007-11-24T11:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T06:28:42.826-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving at Mom's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0iGVUUze_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/cUfQN13hyww/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136503075807394802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0iGVUUze_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/cUfQN13hyww/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0iGIUUze-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/U-fKRtVXNxA/s1600-h/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136502852469095394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0iGIUUze-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/U-fKRtVXNxA/s320/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0iF7kUze9I/AAAAAAAAACs/HrEHDs3hfSU/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136502633425763282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0iF7kUze9I/AAAAAAAAACs/HrEHDs3hfSU/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0iFh0Uze8I/AAAAAAAAACk/W_NvIhV0pb4/s1600-h/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136502191044131778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0iFh0Uze8I/AAAAAAAAACk/W_NvIhV0pb4/s320/IMG_0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0iE_kUze6I/AAAAAAAAACU/WX42wDvOL0U/s1600-h/IMG_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136501602633612194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0iE_kUze6I/AAAAAAAAACU/WX42wDvOL0U/s320/IMG_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always loved thanksgiving. Not for the food or the football game, not for the parade or for the traveling, but for the time spent with family. Even though most of us live fairly close, we rarely see each other. Some of my happiest, and funniest, memories are of thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;I got to Mom's house early to help with setting up and the meal in general. Preparing the meal with Mom, Wade, (mom's boyfriend) and Etta was very nice, very calming. We laughed and joked while pealing potatoes, making appetizers, and decorating. The smells of thanksgiving in the air. The spiced cider I had going in the slow cooker and the turkey made for a yummy and very appetizing combination.&lt;br /&gt;After everyone got there, everybody had their advice for the perfect turkey. Mom, who has not roasted a turkey since us kids were little, had asked me for my advice. I told her how I season the turkey under the skin, put a very small amount of broth in the pan, keep the lid on and don't bother basting. The birds baste themselves right? Well, everyone was shocked when Mom said she didn't baste the turkey. "oh you gotta baste it. it will be dry. you will burn it" Despite my advice, Mom decides that she has to baste this turkey. She opens the oven, and there is turkey juice all over the oven. she pulled the rack out and turkey juice is all over the floor. She grabs a towel, throws it on top of the stove to take the turkey out, slipping and sliding on turkey juice she attempts to move the turkey. Not a good move. The turkey didn't hit the floor, but it was a near thing. Suddenly, there is a fire on top of the stove! Hot burner, towel, not good. Wade throws the towel in the sink, runs water over it. That's taken care of. Meanwhile there are now towels all over the floor to clean the turkey juice. While cleaning up this little mess, I ask Mom how much broth she put in the roaster. She tells me that she felt a small can of broth was not enough. She went on and put a REALLY big can of broth in. Plus, the same size can, filled twice, with water. Good god! this was a 21 pound turkey. They make a lot of juice on their own! I guess that it is a good thing that everyone convinced her to baste the turkey or an hour later we would have had a bigger mess.&lt;br /&gt;So, once we got the mess cleaned up, we had an amazing meal. My sister made the most incredible cranberry sauce, we had all of the staples of thanksgiving including green beans, corn, mashed potatoes, gravy, stuffing. We also had incredibly moist cornbread made by Wade's sister and this totally sinful chocolate fudge peanut butter cream pie made by my brother in law. Absolutely incredible!&lt;br /&gt;We played pool, painted Christmas ornaments with the kids, and showed them the joys of the old metal Slinky by making them walk down the stairs. Etta played her violin for everyone. She is getting so much better at it.&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day. A lot of fun and great memories. I'm sure the story of this years turkey will be told, and laughed over for many years to come!&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from top to bottom:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister Katie and her daughter Courtney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katie's son, Broden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Painting ornaments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Etta, Mom and Wade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A decoration I put together for the appetizer area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-1832837351336092714?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/1832837351336092714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-2642771900043688582</id><published>2007-11-22T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T06:31:40.160-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pary time'/><title type='text'>The party is done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0WWAUUze5I/AAAAAAAAACM/QJxsiOrILg0/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135675882286054290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0WWAUUze5I/AAAAAAAAACM/QJxsiOrILg0/s320/IMG_0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0WVoEUze4I/AAAAAAAAACE/z1AeKaeOUzU/s1600-h/IMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135675465674226562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0WVoEUze4I/AAAAAAAAACE/z1AeKaeOUzU/s320/IMG_0036.JPG" border="0" 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0WT80UzeyI/AAAAAAAAABU/bmTr9XuueDM/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135673623133256482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0WT80UzeyI/AAAAAAAAABU/bmTr9XuueDM/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0WTq0UzexI/AAAAAAAAABM/SH_bNXpKe3M/s1600-h/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135673313895611154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0WTq0UzexI/AAAAAAAAABM/SH_bNXpKe3M/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0WTaUUzewI/AAAAAAAAABE/xfrNW2EqVds/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135673030427769602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0WTaUUzewI/AAAAAAAAABE/xfrNW2EqVds/s320/IMG_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, my husband had the right idea. He headed for the hills, literally. He went hunting instead of staying home for OUR daughters birthday/slumber party. I never really had a slumber party growing up, so I didn't know what I was in for. He has two sisters, whom I know for a fact, had slumber parties. He failed to tell me what I was in for. He knew. I swear he did. He can't tell me any different.&lt;br /&gt;The girls had a wonderful time tearing through my house. Throwing the confetti my Husband thought would be a wonderful addition to the party, wrapping my daughter like a mummy with an entire roll of toilet paper and a leftover roll of streamers, and generally torturing the cats until i had to put them in the bedroom. Poor things. They ventured out after the girls went to sleep and looked at me as if it was all my fault. One girl, as she was running by said This is the best birthday party I have ever been to. Why, because you can't act like this anywhere else??&lt;br /&gt;They made slipper socks which went fairly well. No mess from that. I was shocked. Then we made cinnamon ornaments. My little girl, the apple of my eye, made a turd with her dough. Of course, that generated much laughter from the girls and a little head shake from me. However, she did make some cute ornaments in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the girls and I had a great time. They were wonderful kids, no worse than you would think a group of girls would be with a sugar high. Amazingly they crashed at 10:30pm. Not too bad. We had home made waffles for breakfast the next morning. They loved that. and they were gone by 8 except one. She left at noon which I told the parents ahead of time it was OK.&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you this, i don't think I will have another slumber party for quite some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-2642771900043688582?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/2642771900043688582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=2642771900043688582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/2642771900043688582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/2642771900043688582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2007/11/party-is-done.html' title='The party is done!'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCPORdM5VQQ/R0WWAUUze5I/AAAAAAAAACM/QJxsiOrILg0/s72-c/IMG_0050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-2727208474691539787</id><published>2007-11-16T00:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T06:28:42.826-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>For Etta's birthday, we thought it would be nice to take her to her favorite restaurant for dinner. Due to the way our schedules were for the day, Tom and I chose to meet at the restaurant instead of driving together. Turned out, some of my plans were canceled, so I decided to shop for Etta's slumber party and pick up a few things for Christmas crafts. Which then turned into Etta needing shoes, me needing a sweater or two, oh yes, we needed to take a trip to the local Sam's Club. I got a 2lb 2.5 oz can of coffee at Sam's for $5.00, and at the grocery store, the same can is $9.97. How insane is that?? Needless to say, I will make the trip into town to STOCK up on coffee from now on. Etta also picked her cake while we were there. She chose this butt ugly cake with chocolate icing that looks like it is flavored chocolate and died a muddy brown with squiggly lines all over it. ugh. If I had the time, I would have done it myself and had real chocolate Frosting. The sad thing is, I had something i needed to pick up. The specific reason for going to the Dollar General store. We got the party favors there, ended up with some we didn't plan for. I couldn't for the life of me remember what it was. Oh crap. I wondered around the store, hoping to jog my memory. No go. oh well, there is always tomorrow.  Anyway, we finally get to the restaurant and had a wonderful meal. Etta just loves the Hibachi grill. For a kid who hates every new food you put in front of her, she can pack it away at a grill. Even shrimp. She will not even look at it anyplace else. Driving home with our tummies full Etta says, Mom, we forgot balloons. Jeez, That's what i couldn't remember. like i said, there is always tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-2727208474691539787?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/2727208474691539787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=2727208474691539787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/2727208474691539787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/2727208474691539787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2007/11/busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-3940154646230967187</id><published>2007-11-14T07:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T06:31:40.160-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pary time'/><title type='text'>Planning my daughters slumber party</title><content type='html'>She is turning 11 friday and is having her first slumber party. Oh good lord. 6 pre-teens in my house over night. Keep them busy is what I say. I'm thinking rent a few movies, come up with a couple crafts. I do know we will make the cinnimon ornaments. Very easy and a little something for mom.&lt;br /&gt;To make:&lt;br /&gt;Mix together 1-1/2 cups cinnimon, 1 cup applesauce and 1/4 cup white glue. This will make a dough that smells good enough to eat. I don't recommend eating it. Cover it with a towel while you clean up the mess for 30 min. (you may end up with cinnimon everywhere) Then you roll out some of the dough and use cookie cutters to make ornaments. Be sure to make a hole in the ornament so you can hang it. Now, you can either bake at 200 degrees, flipping every few minutes until dry, or you can let them sit on wax paper, flipping every so often for a day or two. I reccomend the latter, because the ornaments can curl in the oven. I don' t have the patience to stand there and baby sit them. But when I do this with the girls, I will bake.&lt;br /&gt;I also plan to make slipper socks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-3940154646230967187?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/3940154646230967187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=3940154646230967187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/3940154646230967187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/3940154646230967187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2007/11/planning-my-daughters-slumber-party.html' title='Planning my daughters slumber party'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302352958861617046.post-4733911460664785168</id><published>2007-11-14T07:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T06:32:08.899-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for fun'/><title type='text'>My first blog</title><content type='html'>Ok, My best friend tells me "Try blogging! You might like it." So, I'm trying. This is my third or fourth attempt to post a blog, and it's getting pretty frustrating. I'm sure it's much easier than I am making out to be. Lets see if this works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302352958861617046-4733911460664785168?l=loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/feeds/4733911460664785168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8302352958861617046&amp;postID=4733911460664785168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/4733911460664785168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8302352958861617046/posts/default/4733911460664785168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loretta-nooksandcrannies.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-first-blog.html' title='My first blog'/><author><name>Loretta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153347731044712580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
