<?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-7591522102933721384</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:25:21.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Things I Know For Sure AND a Few I Don't</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-6512954725188126759</id><published>2010-04-13T15:20:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T16:06:40.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My son Sean brought my Granddaughters for Easter!!!   YEAH!!!!  I was one happy camper.  We had a wonderful week.   We played and then we played some more.  We did everything from fish to swim.   Well , we didn't fish in the same place we swam...   But being Easter, we had to  color eggs.   The girls loved it and so did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gramma&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TJbsoGcZI/AAAAAAAAASU/shKzVaZVUX8/s1600/DSC03702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459710125952889234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TJbsoGcZI/AAAAAAAAASU/shKzVaZVUX8/s320/DSC03702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sammi&lt;/span&gt; - with such a serious face ............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TJS1_reYI/AAAAAAAAASM/fmrceXsXaTA/s1600/DSC03704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459709973848881538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TJS1_reYI/AAAAAAAAASM/fmrceXsXaTA/s320/DSC03704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And smiling Sloan.   AND we did not spill one container - which I thought was an accomplishment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TJIhsrflI/AAAAAAAAASE/EBPHS7yWjOo/s1600/DSC03708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459709796601790034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TJIhsrflI/AAAAAAAAASE/EBPHS7yWjOo/s320/DSC03708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This is Sean with his girls.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TI-KEyPNI/AAAAAAAAAR8/2g-q2WU-zrc/s1600/DSC03723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459709618461752530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TI-KEyPNI/AAAAAAAAAR8/2g-q2WU-zrc/s320/DSC03723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ready, set, go ---- The Easter bunny found they girls EVEN tho they were in Ohio!  That bunny is something else :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TI1SUNexI/AAAAAAAAAR0/SboX4-OU6Ho/s1600/DSC03731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459709466055113490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TI1SUNexI/AAAAAAAAAR0/SboX4-OU6Ho/s320/DSC03731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This is Sloan and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sammi&lt;/span&gt; with "Lucy"  See the girls just with their PJ's on on Easter morning - April 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2010.   Now we are in NE Ohio &amp;amp; we all know what the weather can be.   The week they were here was beau-ti-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ful&lt;/span&gt;.....We could not have ordered better weather - 70's &amp;amp; 80's.  I had indoor things planned, but never had to do them because we were outside all the time!!!  It was great.   Thank you Lord!!  Although the girls - being from GA - would really liked to have had a huge snow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TIrg0ECzI/AAAAAAAAARs/BZCEmO6yz-w/s1600/DSC03737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459709298148117298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TIrg0ECzI/AAAAAAAAARs/BZCEmO6yz-w/s320/DSC03737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This is what happened when you eat a Blue Raspberry Ring Pop!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TIaGSeoUI/AAAAAAAAARk/UWKwRPTktRk/s1600/DSC03743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459708998970155330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TIaGSeoUI/AAAAAAAAARk/UWKwRPTktRk/s320/DSC03743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sean and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sloanie&lt;/span&gt; Bug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TIQoNybBI/AAAAAAAAARc/O58nPRHZXEA/s1600/DSC03783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459708836278594578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TIQoNybBI/AAAAAAAAARc/O58nPRHZXEA/s320/DSC03783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mrs. Swan was walking to the lake, and she saw the girls and she puffed up to protect her babies and just kept on walking - thank goodness.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TIHEMq-pI/AAAAAAAAARU/RwLvURTkvnA/s1600/DSC03852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459708671991413394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TIHEMq-pI/AAAAAAAAARU/RwLvURTkvnA/s320/DSC03852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sammi&lt;/span&gt; fishing.  She decided that laying down was much easier than sitting up and watching the cork!  Maybe that's why she didn't catch anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TH7uAWKDI/AAAAAAAAARM/HZCjPgZOIrU/s1600/DSC03793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459708477055576114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TH7uAWKDI/AAAAAAAAARM/HZCjPgZOIrU/s320/DSC03793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BUT Sloan did!   Her first fish!!!!  And she was so excited....As were we....\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8THuXNkkgI/AAAAAAAAARE/neXWn-lx3yM/s1600/DSC03798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459708247598731778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8THuXNkkgI/AAAAAAAAARE/neXWn-lx3yM/s320/DSC03798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Two monkeys at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Amazone&lt;/span&gt; .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8THko0mTiI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/UmP2qDPLaFM/s1600/DSC03824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459708080527134242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8THko0mTiI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/UmP2qDPLaFM/s320/DSC03824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Next door they have bunnies - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bugsy&lt;/span&gt; and Penny - and the girls fed them carrots each day and wanted to know if they could get a bunny and keep it here at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gramma's&lt;/span&gt;...Well I had to do some fast talking....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8THY95Dz6I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xWfkVL8YLFA/s1600/DSC03692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459707880024559522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8THY95Dz6I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xWfkVL8YLFA/s320/DSC03692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I loved this picture because of the boots.  I had gotten them boots because it was so wet here in back yards and especially around the lake.   AND it was a good thing - they wore them lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8THQIeqpDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/qaY2CjrjdZI/s1600/DSC03694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459707728247825458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8THQIeqpDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/qaY2CjrjdZI/s320/DSC03694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gramma&lt;/span&gt; and her girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TG-uyeA9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/4pmgixMgx94/s1600/DSC03855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459707429293786066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TG-uyeA9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/4pmgixMgx94/s320/DSC03855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sean, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gramma&lt;/span&gt; and the girls right before we left for the airport for them to go home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TGzepItOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/PVcUlHdARI0/s1600/DSC03860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459707235981112546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TGzepItOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/PVcUlHdARI0/s320/DSC03860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;After they left, it sure was quiet here.   I rested the rest of the day they left and then the next day I did have to mop the kitchen floor because my feet were sticking to the floor.   Might have been those Blue Raspberry Ring Pops!   I sure miss them and will until I can see them again.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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&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/7591522102933721384-6512954725188126759?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/6512954725188126759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=6512954725188126759&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/6512954725188126759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/6512954725188126759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-2010.html' title='Easter 2010'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S8TJbsoGcZI/AAAAAAAAASU/shKzVaZVUX8/s72-c/DSC03702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-5890848495715372309</id><published>2010-03-11T16:43:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:25:27.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did on my trip to Peoria, Illinois</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I went on a little trip to Peoria, IL to visit with my son Scott and his family.  A two week trip turned into three and 1/2 weeks because of 3 snow storms.....  So my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DIL&lt;/span&gt; Megan made me a little list of "what all I did when I was in Peoria"...Thought I would share along with some pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Had Super Bowl Party - well I didn't - my kids did :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Went to church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I went to at least 6 restaurants &amp;amp; also had Scott grilled steaks, chicken, and hamburgers --  all of which were grilled in the snow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Took &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Granddog&lt;/span&gt; Boomer to the vet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Took Emily to get her ears pierced for her birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Went to High School basketball games (and then had pizza afterwards)  and also Middle School basketball games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Saw Emily &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cheerleading&lt;/span&gt; at the Middle School BB games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Attended Book Fair &amp;amp; chili supper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lunch with the girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Emily's 14&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party with sleepover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lived &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; 3 snow storms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bowling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cleaned and did laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cooked, baked treats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Helped plan baby shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Shopped - several stores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hung out with my sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Chauffeur&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Broke turkey wishbone with my son - I lost - he gets his wish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Saw Phantasm 1 and 2:  Horror movies filmed in the 70's (My son's idea)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Stroked the bird (ask my sister )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Laughed, cried, worried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Played rock band - bass guitar &amp;amp; also sang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;LONGED for a snickers shake at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Culvers&lt;/span&gt; (but never had one - my choice) Oh why??????:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pants on the ground (you just had to be there for that one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;AND I did all this in just 3 1/2 weeks!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is a picture of me and Kyle and Emily - before we went to church!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lo02guCdI/AAAAAAAAAQU/_T0uRX7rqvc/s1600-h/K%26E%26G.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447500481476561362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lo02guCdI/AAAAAAAAAQU/_T0uRX7rqvc/s320/K%26E%26G.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My sister Judy and I playing rock band -  this was at the Super Bowl party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5loUGN_W8I/AAAAAAAAAQM/1c0zE4oZFbE/s1600-h/S%26J.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447499918757288898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5loUGN_W8I/AAAAAAAAAQM/1c0zE4oZFbE/s320/S%26J.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kyle and his friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leyna&lt;/span&gt; going to a Vice &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Versa&lt;/span&gt; dance!!  When did he get old enough to go to a dance????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lnz6kE6KI/AAAAAAAAAQE/xYeWpdn3fdo/s1600-h/DSC03672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447499365872887970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lnz6kE6KI/AAAAAAAAAQE/xYeWpdn3fdo/s320/DSC03672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Emily's 14&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday sleepover with friends.   They decorated their own cupcakes and as you can see it did get a bit carried away and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gramma&lt;/span&gt; got "decorated" too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lnsAradTI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zMoOkkzScd8/s1600-h/DSC03644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447499230075319602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lnsAradTI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zMoOkkzScd8/s320/DSC03644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What a cool picture of the girls!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lnizSR_7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/NZ5y3vwF-KU/s1600-h/DSC03614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447499071861424050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lnizSR_7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/NZ5y3vwF-KU/s320/DSC03614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Emily opening her birthday gifts!!!!!   Yes like the rest of the family - she likes Michael Jackson!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lnZf1V2MI/AAAAAAAAAPs/DQGezlIT1Tc/s1600-h/DSC03582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447498912020945090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lnZf1V2MI/AAAAAAAAAPs/DQGezlIT1Tc/s320/DSC03582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;granddog&lt;/span&gt; Boomer!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lnQ-_zRxI/AAAAAAAAAPk/TRfosL8fgVo/s1600-h/DSC03555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447498765767493394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lnQ-_zRxI/AAAAAAAAAPk/TRfosL8fgVo/s320/DSC03555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kyle and Emily after the basketball game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lnDXUYGnI/AAAAAAAAAPc/KU-3ztvOmnk/s1600-h/DSC03499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447498531778075250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lnDXUYGnI/AAAAAAAAAPc/KU-3ztvOmnk/s320/DSC03499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;AND this is Miss Em &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cheerleading&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lm3jEH1nI/AAAAAAAAAPU/TPDunsH2iDQ/s1600-h/DSC03489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447498328772695666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lm3jEH1nI/AAAAAAAAAPU/TPDunsH2iDQ/s320/DSC03489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Also my son got sick and was home for 2 days - so he and I just hung out!  That's where Phantasm came into play! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm sure if I stop to think, I'll think of something else, but for now that's it!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&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;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/7591522102933721384-5890848495715372309?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/5890848495715372309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=5890848495715372309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/5890848495715372309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/5890848495715372309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-i-did-on-my-trip-to-peoria.html' title='What I did on my trip to Peoria, Illinois'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S5lo02guCdI/AAAAAAAAAQU/_T0uRX7rqvc/s72-c/K%26E%26G.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-847317562608965069</id><published>2010-01-29T15:54:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T16:29:14.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE HAVE I BEEN?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Where have I been?  Wasn't it just the first of December and I was excited about heading to Georgia to visit with kids/grand kids for Christmas.   Well, yes it was.   It is now  January 29, 2010 and all is just a blur......  It is now even a new year -  2010.   To me - that alone is almost unimaginable.   It is almost futuristic!   BUT it is not in the future, it is NOW!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am "almost" done with my PT and my shoulder is doing so good as my therapist says &amp;amp; I am so looking forward to being done.   Surgery in November and should be done with PT by the end of February.   Would be a little sooner, but I am visiting #1 son and family in a week - so will be a little behind.   But SO looking forward to the visit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So sharing pictures of my grand kids from visit!    The first is a picture of Owen and AJ.   We went bowing &amp;amp; they love it.   Gramma was not too happy that because of her shoulder she could not bowl with them, but next time.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S2NMX9BsFuI/AAAAAAAAAPM/LKHNmWuH6qI/s1600-h/DSC03350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432269549941298914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S2NMX9BsFuI/AAAAAAAAAPM/LKHNmWuH6qI/s320/DSC03350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is Tyler!   Man oh man what a character!   He is such a snuggler, wonderful little person - and IF kids knew how to curse - Tyler would.    He has such a temper &amp;amp; I have no clue where it comes from.   His mom &amp;amp; dad &amp;amp; brothers do not have ANY of his disposition.   He definitely is one of a kind, and that is just fine!   We are feeding the ducks and geese at the "duck pond" - until we had to grab him because the geese wanted to bite him!  The geese didn't know what they were in for :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S2NL_qDW1GI/AAAAAAAAAO8/kQZrRYvd_Q0/s1600-h/DSC03423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432269132531160162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S2NL_qDW1GI/AAAAAAAAAO8/kQZrRYvd_Q0/s320/DSC03423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Trying to get a picture of Gramma and the three boys is like .... well ....  just doesn't happen!!!  But this is the best I could do!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S2NL14NkKWI/AAAAAAAAAO0/-gFXZU1rf5U/s1600-h/DSC03449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432268964533381474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S2NL14NkKWI/AAAAAAAAAO0/-gFXZU1rf5U/s320/DSC03449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We spent Christmas with Sean, Jen and the girls - Sloan and Sammi!   Loved this picture of Sloan with her "Whatever" look ---  We had such fun doing girlie things - like getting their nails done in red &amp;amp; green &amp;amp; sparkles -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S2NLqvUPfHI/AAAAAAAAAOs/VVRI0Gi6U8E/s1600-h/DSC03120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432268773166906482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S2NLqvUPfHI/AAAAAAAAAOs/VVRI0Gi6U8E/s320/DSC03120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This is Sammi!   You all know that Sammi is just Sammi with a personality as big as all outdoors!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Always silly and mostly always smiling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S2NLhm8jCOI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6c4-QWeI2UQ/s1600-h/DSC03121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432268616301218018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S2NLhm8jCOI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6c4-QWeI2UQ/s320/DSC03121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Again, trying to take a picture of Gramma and the girls is HARD!   But this is the best I could do.   We'll keep trying that I guarantee!!!   We had such a wonderful time and I will treasure all the memories, and I am so praying that the grand kids will too!   You know what?   I bet they do!!!!!!!!!!!   I truly feel so blessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S2NLZyx-B4I/AAAAAAAAAOc/qpJSL6ger68/s1600-h/DSC03229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432268482039121794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S2NLZyx-B4I/AAAAAAAAAOc/qpJSL6ger68/s320/DSC03229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO here we are just beginning the year 2010 and I'm already saying "Where did January go"!   Well, I'm here to say I want things to slow down already - but in the meantime, I intend to enjoy every MOMENT I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A BELATED HAPPY NEW YEAR to all you!!!!  May God's richest blessings pour on you and your families!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-847317562608965069?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/847317562608965069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=847317562608965069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/847317562608965069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/847317562608965069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2010/01/where-have-i-been.html' title='WHERE HAVE I BEEN?????'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/S2NMX9BsFuI/AAAAAAAAAPM/LKHNmWuH6qI/s72-c/DSC03350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-8819487394171837262</id><published>2009-11-26T21:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:23:36.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY STEPHEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Today is Thanksgiving, but it is also a more special day.   Today is my youngest son Stephen's birthday!   Below is a picture of Stephen and his family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sw81lATBaAI/AAAAAAAAAOU/D5Svnw_diL8/s1600/stnfam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408600587346470914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sw81lATBaAI/AAAAAAAAAOU/D5Svnw_diL8/s320/stnfam1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;And a picture of him and his three sons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sw81cl_TXQI/AAAAAAAAAOM/yOvrUAMNeck/s1600/Stephen+%26+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408600442845486338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sw81cl_TXQI/AAAAAAAAAOM/yOvrUAMNeck/s320/Stephen+%26+boys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;And the picture below is of Stephen in his classroom where he teaches with  his 50's look - with the curl in his hair and his letter jacket from high school!   The students always have him doing something silly - and they love him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sw80tNmy8xI/AAAAAAAAAOE/QSefuKgJoX4/s1600/letter+jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408599628846396178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sw80tNmy8xI/AAAAAAAAAOE/QSefuKgJoX4/s320/letter+jacket.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;He is a wonderful, funny guy!   He is tall with long arms and gives the best hugs.  It's like his arms just wrap you up!   He is so many things, and I could tell you all of them, but after all he is my son so I am a bit biased :-)   He has grown into such a wonderful man, and a wonderful father to his three sons.   They are so blessed to have him as their dad.   I am proud of you son, and love you very much!   Happy birthday and so many more.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7591522102933721384-8819487394171837262?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/8819487394171837262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=8819487394171837262&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/8819487394171837262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/8819487394171837262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-stephen.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY STEPHEN!'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sw81lATBaAI/AAAAAAAAAOU/D5Svnw_diL8/s72-c/stnfam1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-2800972461392114168</id><published>2009-11-26T20:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:07:35.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>November 26, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This morning I felt so lonely, I didn't think I could get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; this day!   My children and grandchildren were not with me, but we were going to my dear, dear friends and so put a smile on and away we went!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, it was a WONDERFUL, WONDERFUL day!   We decided that just because it was the four of us that we would not just have a couple of things.   So we had a big turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, Marilyn's pink stuff, cranberry salad, a wonderful fruit mixture inside a small pumpkin, veggies and dip, wine, coffee, pumpkin pie and cherry pie and rolls!   &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; what did I miss?   We laughed and shared and laughed some more.  We played a card game called "Golf" and laughed some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now we have been friends with Marilyn and Howard for 30+ years.   We exchange birthday gifts and Christmas gifts.   Well this year we kinda got behind in the birthdays, but decided we would do them today.   I opened mine before Marilyn.   I read the card (had to control my face) - I opened the gift (had to control my face).    I'm thinking Marilyn probably thinks I don't like it.   Then Marilyn opened her gift.   She opened the card and burst out laughing so hard, she almost fell off the couch ----  she then opened her gift and the laughter continued until tears flowed!   You guessed it, we got each other the SAME card and the SAME gift!!!!!   PRICELESS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope you all had as wonderful and relaxing Thanksgiving as I did.   God bless you all.   I am so very thankful for so many things this evening, but the blessings of friendship is truly a blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-2800972461392114168?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/2800972461392114168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=2800972461392114168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2800972461392114168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2800972461392114168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/11/november-26-2009.html' title='November 26, 2009'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-1760441565008612304</id><published>2009-11-07T14:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T14:59:33.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY OWEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today is Owen's 7th birthday!   Owen is  No. 3 of my Grandchildren - No. 2 of my Grandsons - and my No. 1 - 7 year old!!!!  Below is the lastest picture that his mama took!   He looks so grown up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SvXQKXKGOsI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3ZFICQwTz9Q/s1600-h/Owen+7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401452204534414018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SvXQKXKGOsI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3ZFICQwTz9Q/s320/Owen+7.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The rest of the pictures are just some of my favorite ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SvXQAx-5KtI/AAAAAAAAAN0/oDau6OJ2IK4/s1600-h/Our.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401452039936486098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SvXQAx-5KtI/AAAAAAAAAN0/oDau6OJ2IK4/s320/Our.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He has the most beautiful brown eyes, and they are eyes that see right through you.   They are eyes that you can see through to his soul.   His eyes tell you all his emotions without him ever saying a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SvXP8Me2luI/AAAAAAAAANs/ub_bQL0IWa8/s1600-h/O+in+the+woods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401451961150510818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SvXP8Me2luI/AAAAAAAAANs/ub_bQL0IWa8/s320/O+in+the+woods.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He is silly -and also very sensitive ~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SvXP21lLWuI/AAAAAAAAANk/UBQmX79WbRk/s1600-h/O+in+the+field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401451869103676130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SvXP21lLWuI/AAAAAAAAANk/UBQmX79WbRk/s320/O+in+the+field.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He is giggles - he is laughter ~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SvXPwQ-maEI/AAAAAAAAANc/JWUMhjV7Sro/s1600-h/handsome+O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401451756198979650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SvXPwQ-maEI/AAAAAAAAANc/JWUMhjV7Sro/s320/handsome+O.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He is Owen!   Happy 7th birthday my sweet little man!   Gramma loves you - to the moon and back again!&lt;/span&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/7591522102933721384-1760441565008612304?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/1760441565008612304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=1760441565008612304&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/1760441565008612304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/1760441565008612304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-owen_07.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY OWEN!'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SvXQKXKGOsI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3ZFICQwTz9Q/s72-c/Owen+7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-7253583821285078917</id><published>2009-10-19T17:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T17:23:19.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW DID THIS HAPPEN???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I know that as I get older that I often wonder - how in the world did "this person or this person" get this old!!!!   But often times in my own, I just think that this is the order and this is the way that life progresses.   So - as I said - often times - I just dismiss it!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This was a time I just could not dismiss!   HOW IN THE WORLD DID THIS HAPPEN????   Wait a minute!!!!!!  This child was just born!!!   I know he was!!!   I bought baby clothes, shoes, toys!!!   Yes, I did...   But THEN!!!  There was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;puzzles&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;legos&lt;/span&gt;, trains &amp;amp; THEN!!! video games, movies, bicycles, THEN!!!! X-box games!  THEN!  Cell phones, Rock Band, etc..........  In a blink, I truly wonder where did the years go!!!  I can only imagine how my son &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dil&lt;/span&gt; feel - because I have lived this "where did it go" 3 times......They are just beginning.....I feel for them &amp;amp; and at the same time - they will be experiencing such a wonderful time in their life.....  So just roll with it &amp;amp; enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/StzUm36M8ZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/b0NYBo1CUJE/s1600-h/K%26A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394420217991197074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/StzUm36M8ZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/b0NYBo1CUJE/s320/K%26A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/StzUefr51gI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rOgpLKDi7xs/s1600-h/Homecoming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394420074049820162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/StzUefr51gI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rOgpLKDi7xs/s320/Homecoming.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So to my Grandson!!!  I love you so much!   You are too blooming cute!   Oh wait, he is 15 and cute is not a word in his vocabulary!   But you gotta admit ----he is!!!!!   Can we say HANDSOME!!!!!   No I still like "CUTE"   HANDSOME comes with a tux :-)&lt;/span&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/7591522102933721384-7253583821285078917?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/7253583821285078917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=7253583821285078917&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/7253583821285078917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/7253583821285078917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-did-this-happen.html' title='HOW DID THIS HAPPEN???'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/StzUm36M8ZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/b0NYBo1CUJE/s72-c/K%26A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-708394556688175101</id><published>2009-10-05T13:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T13:51:36.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEAN</title><content type='html'>This is No. 2 son Sean Michael!   As you can see October 5th in their family all started with Sean.&lt;br /&gt;36 Years ago Sean Michael entered this world.   Sammi had to be a C-section, and when they were deciding the day, they tried to work out another day, but for several reasons, the 5th was the day!   So 4 years ago today Sammi entered this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean will really kill me when he sees the picture I put on the blog of him, but hey I love the smile.   AND today he is in Vegas for a trade show for his business.   So I call him this morning to tell him Happy Birthday &amp;amp; Vegas is 3 hours behind us......SO his phone rang around 4 AM this morning.....No wonder he didn't answer it!!!!!!!    See what happens when you don't tell Mom EXACTLY what time and what day you will be there!!!!   Expect the phone to ring at 4 AM! &lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day son....I love you!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SsovahOFvVI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rFr1EAv7-eY/s1600-h/IMG_2645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389172036742790482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SsovahOFvVI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rFr1EAv7-eY/s320/IMG_2645.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND,  if that is not enough on October 5th -------  Yup, there is more!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sean and Jen got married 7 years ago today on October 5th!!!!!!!  So Happy Anniversary!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND Jen's birthday is Wednesday - October 7th......................So for one week, it is just one big party at their house!!!!!!  Well basically I believe that Sean &amp;amp; Jen's birthday and their anniversary has now just all turned into a Happy Birthday party for Sammi :-)   AND I believe she would tell you that too :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-708394556688175101?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/708394556688175101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=708394556688175101&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/708394556688175101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/708394556688175101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-sean.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEAN'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SsovahOFvVI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rFr1EAv7-eY/s72-c/IMG_2645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-8528349276316173683</id><published>2009-10-05T13:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T13:37:29.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAMMI ~~~~~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sammi&lt;/span&gt; ~~~~~  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sammi&lt;/span&gt; turns a whopping 4 years old today!   Even tho she turns 4 her birthday falls short of her being able to play soccer.   So she goes to her sister's practice, and this is her sad "I wanna play too" face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SsoszBatptI/AAAAAAAAAMM/iYcYZ-HfxWY/s1600-h/DSC02893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389169159167649490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SsoszBatptI/AAAAAAAAAMM/iYcYZ-HfxWY/s320/DSC02893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sometimes, if they are a girl short, the coach will let her practice, and this is her "Put me in coach, I'm ready to play" look!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Ssosj-G7JkI/AAAAAAAAAME/Nm2hRtl6NWM/s1600-h/DSC02926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389168900581303874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Ssosj-G7JkI/AAAAAAAAAME/Nm2hRtl6NWM/s320/DSC02926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is her - "Look out world here I come"  face --   because with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sammi&lt;/span&gt; you really never know and that is what just makes her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sammi&lt;/span&gt; ~~~~  A pistol that is for sure!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SsosZYEzx7I/AAAAAAAAAL8/46E4VDTbr0Y/s1600-h/DSC02928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389168718573193138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SsosZYEzx7I/AAAAAAAAAL8/46E4VDTbr0Y/s320/DSC02928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She told us she would save one of her birthday balloons for us - and in the next breath - she said, "but I'll have to go buy you one, because these are mine"......OH!   Sam, Sam ----I love you so!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You make my heart smile!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7591522102933721384-8528349276316173683?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/8528349276316173683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=8528349276316173683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/8528349276316173683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/8528349276316173683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-sammi.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAMMI ~~~~~~~'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SsoszBatptI/AAAAAAAAAMM/iYcYZ-HfxWY/s72-c/DSC02893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-5374327559206425318</id><published>2009-10-05T13:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T13:21:58.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KYLE --  LATE :-(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Yes I am late!   I was not at my computer when it was Kyle's birthday and then I had trouble with blogger.......OK, I know enough excuses..  So I am eating some crow today because I am late for Kyle's birthday!   This is Kyle...You have met him before.    He turned 15 on September 22&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;.   It is so hard to believe that he is 15.  Wasn't I just waiting for him to be born?   The picture is from his Jr. High graduation.   He is now a Freshman and going to his first homecoming dance this week!   This boy is so funny!   He has the most delightful sense of humor, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cutest&lt;/span&gt; crooked smile (I guess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gramma&lt;/span&gt; can say &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cutest&lt;/span&gt;) and a devilish look in his eyes!  He does have a serious side, but I like his crazy side better :-)   All in all he is packaged in a box that is marked SPECIAL!  Next year the Sweet 16 party!!!!!!!  I love you Gson!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SsooaQgNMoI/AAAAAAAAAL0/D0TUwuCvdo8/s1600-h/DSC02610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389164335673979522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SsooaQgNMoI/AAAAAAAAAL0/D0TUwuCvdo8/s320/DSC02610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7591522102933721384-5374327559206425318?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/5374327559206425318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=5374327559206425318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/5374327559206425318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/5374327559206425318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-kyle-late.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY KYLE --  LATE :-('/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SsooaQgNMoI/AAAAAAAAAL0/D0TUwuCvdo8/s72-c/DSC02610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-1995159799497721232</id><published>2009-08-28T18:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:49:40.424-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A FEW THINGS I KNOW FOR SURE AND A FEW I DON'T</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This is the name of my blog.   As days happen, I always think of a million different things that I do know for sure, and then a billion more that I don't!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;One thing I know FOR SURE is that family IS!!!!  We are forever - whether we like it or not, we are  tied together.    No matter what!     If you get along or if you don't.....If you agree or if you don't....If you love or if you don't......What  it really comes down to is ......Family.    We laugh, we fight, we cry, we yell, we scream, we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;alienate, we hate, we profess undying threats against one another...... we agree that one is wrong, while we  believe we are right.    Ultimately what do we want....we do want family.....  At least that is what I want to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Family IS:   It just is:   Nothing more nothing less!   AND over my years, this I know for sure, family doesn't have to mean "blood".   I have difficulty that family denotes name or blood, because I have not found that to be true.    I have "SISTERS"  that I have known for 10 years thru internet, but have never met, but they truly are my sisters.   How we met is for another day!  We love each other, nurture each other, help and care and devote our time to each other...we have been together thru death, marriage, birth, divorce, separation, and know more about each other that in some cases, we know about each other's families &amp;amp; THIS I KNOW FOR SURE..... we are not blood.................but WE ARE FAMILY....WE ARE SISTERS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;And what I know for sure on this day and any other if you were to ask me....Is that FAMILY IS!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&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/7591522102933721384-1995159799497721232?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/1995159799497721232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=1995159799497721232&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/1995159799497721232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/1995159799497721232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/08/few-things-i-know-for-sure-and-few-i.html' title='A FEW THINGS I KNOW FOR SURE AND A FEW I DON&apos;T'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-6872571532676488428</id><published>2009-08-22T16:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T16:55:33.881-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is a picture of my #3 son Stephen and his family.   His wife Tammi - is a fantastic photographer.   You can look at her work at &lt;a href="http://www.tamminowackphotography.com/"&gt;www.tamminowackphotography.com&lt;/a&gt; and see what I mean.    Needless to say this pic is not one of her works, so just keep on looking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SpBZBBUfb_I/AAAAAAAAALk/BkJCiygzI50/s1600-h/stnfam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372892229522124786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SpBZBBUfb_I/AAAAAAAAALk/BkJCiygzI50/s320/stnfam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;She has started doing underwater photography and I think it is fantastic!   This next picture is of my son Stephen and grandsons O &amp;amp; A!   I do believe that she won a contest with this picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I want her to do a picture of my granddaughter Sloan with the long hair underwater cause I think the long &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; hair underwater would be beautiful.   What do you think Tammi???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SpBY6mRWC0I/AAAAAAAAALc/hG1QckydMTE/s1600-h/Stephen,+O+%26+A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372892119181953858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SpBY6mRWC0I/AAAAAAAAALc/hG1QckydMTE/s320/Stephen,+O+%26+A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This is a picture of grandson &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; --  Isn't this cool!  And I love that you can see his face &amp;amp; also his feet and legs!!!!!  She really is "all that" when it comes to photography and definitely has her own style!   I think she is fantastic, and I really don't tell her that enough.  Like I said before, just check out her blog......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tamminowackphotography.com/"&gt;www.tamminowackphotography.com&lt;/a&gt; :-)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SpBY0nhbgnI/AAAAAAAAALU/mPHv57QUMBc/s1600-h/AJ+water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372892016438641266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SpBY0nhbgnI/AAAAAAAAALU/mPHv57QUMBc/s320/AJ+water.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Have a wonderful week-end everyone!   God Bless.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7591522102933721384-6872571532676488428?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/6872571532676488428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=6872571532676488428&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/6872571532676488428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/6872571532676488428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/08/photographer.html' title='The Photographer'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SpBZBBUfb_I/AAAAAAAAALk/BkJCiygzI50/s72-c/stnfam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-2610044841435607706</id><published>2009-08-14T11:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T12:18:34.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAMMA'S CHARLOTTE'S WEB</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This post is for my Grandbabies:  All 7 of them - from 14 years to 2 years:    Check what Gramma had in her backyard!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Gramma always checks out the hummingbirds each morning when she opens the blinds.....well this morning the sunshine was shining just the right way and look what I found!   Not one.......in the bushes, but.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoWMCZss0dI/AAAAAAAAALM/GJyKC2qXfbY/s1600-h/DSC02787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369852103595184594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoWMCZss0dI/AAAAAAAAALM/GJyKC2qXfbY/s320/DSC02787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;but a second web right next to the hummingbird feeder!   I hurried up and grabbed my camera, and never thought they would turn out enough to share with you, but I think you can see that Gramma's Charlotte did a pretty good job.   Now it doesn't spell anything about Wilbur, but I'm just sure Gramma's Charlotte was a busy spider all night long &amp;amp; wonder if Gramma's Charlotte did both webs????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoWL5Xr-WEI/AAAAAAAAALE/Wzna2fLkmvw/s1600-h/DSC02785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369851948436445250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoWL5Xr-WEI/AAAAAAAAALE/Wzna2fLkmvw/s320/DSC02785.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Whichever it was, you have to admit that those spiders were busy, busy, busy!   I thought the hummingbird would get tangled in the web, but fortunately that didn't happen!   Gramma would have to have rescured her.   Or him! :-)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoWKW3w0kOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/_uxFtN43C-w/s1600-h/DSC02784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369850256239661282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoWKW3w0kOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/_uxFtN43C-w/s320/DSC02784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So to all my Grandbabies, and you Charlotte fans ----Enjoy Gramma's Charlotte's Webs!!!!&lt;/span&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/7591522102933721384-2610044841435607706?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/2610044841435607706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=2610044841435607706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2610044841435607706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2610044841435607706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/08/grammas-charlottes-web.html' title='GRAMMA&apos;S CHARLOTTE&apos;S WEB'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoWMCZss0dI/AAAAAAAAALM/GJyKC2qXfbY/s72-c/DSC02787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-7779801368205162569</id><published>2009-08-13T15:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:22:01.388-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SWANS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The Swans are marching!   &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I k&lt;/span&gt;now it will be hard to see, but our house sits in between two lakes....When there are no baby swans - which will be called - swanlings from now on --  the swans fly over the house &amp;amp; on one occasion so far has crashed into the back of our house making their "swan dive" into the lake.   No kidding....It's like watching a Boeing 747 take off, and as I just said their landings can be kinda iffy!   These swans need a LOT of runway.     SO, where there are babies (swanlings) they need to walk from lake to lake.  I have seen them do this before, but never could get to my camera &amp;amp; today was not so good, but you can get my drift - I think.    They come strolling thru our back yard.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoRycP8z_TI/AAAAAAAAAK0/md3BLU2EHLk/s1600-h/DSC02780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369542485375974706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoRycP8z_TI/AAAAAAAAAK0/md3BLU2EHLk/s320/DSC02780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; I'm assuming Mama Swan at the back of the bunch, cause she will "really" be taking care of the fam........ and they stroll.......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoRyD6RjLWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/mTo--9rLlGY/s1600-h/DSC02781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369542067240512866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoRyD6RjLWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/mTo--9rLlGY/s320/DSC02781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And they have to cross a small walking path &amp;amp; then this pic is in the neighbors back yard and they are on the way to the lake.   Hopefully you can see that!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoRvPpzzllI/AAAAAAAAAKk/GLJKuYLoVE0/s1600-h/DSC02782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369538970444338770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoRvPpzzllI/AAAAAAAAAKk/GLJKuYLoVE0/s320/DSC02782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&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;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Now you can see why I call them "Swanlings".   Their Mama &amp;amp; Papa are beautiful.   One of the babies as you can see looks like Mama &amp;amp; Papa, but the other three are "Ugly Swanlings".....  I'm assuming they will be beautifully white someday.    But they make me smile every time I see them and their fam out for a stroll!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-7779801368205162569?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/7779801368205162569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=7779801368205162569&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/7779801368205162569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/7779801368205162569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/08/swans.html' title='SWANS!'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoRycP8z_TI/AAAAAAAAAK0/md3BLU2EHLk/s72-c/DSC02780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-3390726203844600340</id><published>2009-08-10T18:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:01:58.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoCe6_tb12I/AAAAAAAAAKc/xOQE0TakwSw/s1600-h/DSC02776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368465492197234530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoCe6_tb12I/AAAAAAAAAKc/xOQE0TakwSw/s320/DSC02776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!!!!  Today is my birthday!   So I decided to bake my own cake.   Now what you have to realize, is that I really don't  really like cake!  I would much rather have a Coconut Cream Pie...cause that is my fav...but I decided to bake this cake.. Don't ask me why...I guess I just thought because today was my birthday that I had to have a cake.... So this is my Chocolate Cake/with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hershey Candy Bars...AND as I said.....I really don't don't know why I decided to make this....It just sounded like the idea at the time..   So&lt;em&gt;  will  tell you what is is like when I try it.....after I get over my sugar shock!!!!!!  I just thought at the time it was the thing to do........Call me crazy!  And at the age of 65.....I'll be thinking that is what you want to call me!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/7591522102933721384-3390726203844600340?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/3390726203844600340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=3390726203844600340&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/3390726203844600340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/3390726203844600340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-my-birthday.html' title='IT&apos;S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SoCe6_tb12I/AAAAAAAAAKc/xOQE0TakwSw/s72-c/DSC02776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-104161638574551779</id><published>2009-08-07T14:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:49:36.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PEACHES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Snx06U51vnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1ZiJ3V2Yz8M/s1600-h/DSC02775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367293401311329906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Snx06U51vnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1ZiJ3V2Yz8M/s320/DSC02775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I love Peaches!   Peach cobbler, peach perserves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;peach muffins and Peach PIE!!!!   This pie WAS very good!     When I was little, my mother used to get a TON of peaches every summer (at least to me it seemed that many)!   And &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;long with her, and my grandmother&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;we would peel peaches so that mother could can them!   Now any of you who have peeled that many peaches know what I'm about to say, but for those of you who never have this is the scoop :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;When you peel that many peaches the fuzz from the peaches gets all over your arms - so the longer you peel - the more you itch!!!!   So each year when peach season comes around -it gives me the precious memory of those times with my mother and grandmother - which at the time I thought to be cruel and unusual punishment I was receiving and NEVER would have thought it would turn out to be such a memory :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-104161638574551779?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/104161638574551779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=104161638574551779&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/104161638574551779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/104161638574551779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/08/peaches.html' title='PEACHES'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Snx06U51vnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1ZiJ3V2Yz8M/s72-c/DSC02775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-6901882873821172403</id><published>2009-07-21T16:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:56:10.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Broken Leg  and a Broken Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My 14 year old Kyle was playing in a baseball game at the end of the baseball season and as you can tell now has a broken leg - in two places - and a crushed ankle.   He now has two pins and 2 plates, and very large bandaged foot/leg and a very sad face :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He was at 2nd base for a double play, runner came from 1st base and slid into his leg.  He will be non-weight bearing for 6-8 weeks and who knows from there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He definately will not be playing basketball this year and we are hopeful that come spring he can play baseball.   He starts High School in four weeks.   Now you understand why he is one sad little puppy.   It breaks my heart to see him to sad.  AND the fact that he just doesn't feel good.  He still hurts and has trouble sleeping.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SmYossUeZhI/AAAAAAAAAKM/tGjyPjp-sP4/s1600-h/IMG_2693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361017154707547666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SmYossUeZhI/AAAAAAAAAKM/tGjyPjp-sP4/s320/IMG_2693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This happened on a Tuesday nite and on Saturday he was there for his team for their last tournament.   He was wheeled out to toss the coin.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SmYoB2MOWcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1mVO-YxaJv8/s1600-h/IMG_2679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361016418622921154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SmYoB2MOWcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1mVO-YxaJv8/s320/IMG_2679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So I'm praying hard that Kyle has a speedy recovery and his youth and God's hands will heal him sooner than expected.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/7591522102933721384-6901882873821172403?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/6901882873821172403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=6901882873821172403&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/6901882873821172403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/6901882873821172403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/07/broken-leg-and-broken-spirit.html' title='A Broken Leg  and a Broken Spirit'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SmYossUeZhI/AAAAAAAAAKM/tGjyPjp-sP4/s72-c/IMG_2693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-7709220313172422474</id><published>2009-06-29T12:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T12:28:15.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SAMANTHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is Samantha:  AKA:  Sammi - Sam ------  They broke the mold when she was born!   She is such a character.   More about Sam later, but as I was thinking, she is the only one of my grandchildren that are not on the blog.   So I wanted you to meet Sammi!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjqfK_sXkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/dxgcPQg2QxY/s1600-h/DSC01978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352785978378182210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjqfK_sXkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/dxgcPQg2QxY/s320/DSC01978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjqPRurdYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Vv7iBNDiFfE/s1600-h/DSC01975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352785705307960706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjqPRurdYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Vv7iBNDiFfE/s320/DSC01975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is Sammi and older sister Sloan on their way to school.  They are "The Girls" as I call them.  Typical sisters - love each other one minute - screeming at each other the next!   God bless my son and DIL in the years to come.   My son had better have a BIG baseball bat to beat the boys off :-)  No never mind - Sammi will probably do that!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Skjp-CTIYsI/AAAAAAAAAJs/_9Vj-Fw14x8/s1600-h/IMG_2093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352785409108107970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Skjp-CTIYsI/AAAAAAAAAJs/_9Vj-Fw14x8/s320/IMG_2093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Gramma loves you girls &amp;amp; misses you even more!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7591522102933721384-7709220313172422474?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/7709220313172422474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=7709220313172422474&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/7709220313172422474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/7709220313172422474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/06/samantha.html' title='SAMANTHA'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjqfK_sXkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/dxgcPQg2QxY/s72-c/DSC01978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-4596669439312722302</id><published>2009-06-29T09:32:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:57:28.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AN EARLY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO TYLER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Since I was belated in posting Sloan's birthday post, I figured I would be ahead of myself with Tyler.   I will not be at my computer on Tyler's birthday, and in fact, my computer has to go in for some serious work - they are thinking virus - so I wanted to make sure I got this done.  I will be visiting my sister in Illinois on T's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;  Mr. T will be 2 years old on July 10th!   He is the youngest of my 7 grandbabies!   He was the smallest baby.  Actually he was not small as he weighed 7# 11 oz, but he was all skinny arms &amp;amp; legs!   He still looks a bit like that today even though he eats like a horse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here are a few of my favorite pics of this wonderful kid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjD6uxafNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/lr7yIH06n2k/s1600-h/Tyler+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352743570884951250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjD6uxafNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/lr7yIH06n2k/s320/Tyler+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He is the youngest of three boys in his family.   AND because of that he is as tough as nails.   Can get knocked down, and just like that is up and moving about!   He - like his brothers - likes cars and trains!!!!!   AND loves to wreck the train tracks his brothers make, and that is why he gets locked out of their rooms quite a bit :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjD1DMmZMI/AAAAAAAAAI8/P3gkVUBsbvg/s1600-h/birthdayboy_3++T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352743473288471746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjD1DMmZMI/AAAAAAAAAI8/P3gkVUBsbvg/s320/birthdayboy_3++T.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I absolutely love these babylegs they now make for babies who are crawling!  What a neat thing!   It protects their knees.   But he looks adorable in them!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjDel2g27I/AAAAAAAAAI0/bDpwzaF70l4/s1600-h/Tyler+BabyLegs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352743087454084018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjDel2g27I/AAAAAAAAAI0/bDpwzaF70l4/s320/Tyler+BabyLegs.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love the seriousness of his eyes in this picture.   That stillness doesn't last long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjDXXQMObI/AAAAAAAAAIs/blBLegNU1Pg/s1600-h/Tyler_cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352742963276167602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjDXXQMObI/AAAAAAAAAIs/blBLegNU1Pg/s320/Tyler_cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Loved this picture with the striped hoodie!  I could just gobble that face up - and have many times, and can't wait to do it again!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjDRpHlhtI/AAAAAAAAAIk/6qys6sSfGJs/s1600-h/%233+nowack+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352742864992700114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjDRpHlhtI/AAAAAAAAAIk/6qys6sSfGJs/s320/%233+nowack+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is a picture of Tyler and his brothers Owen (6) and AJ (5).   They love him to pieces - most of the time &amp;amp; he loves them to pieces - most of the time!  They had better get their shoving and pushing in while they can, because this tough nut is going to make them pay someday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjDDHcqbQI/AAAAAAAAAIc/QUyYcVf1d_g/s1600-h/nowack+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352742615436127490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjDDHcqbQI/AAAAAAAAAIc/QUyYcVf1d_g/s320/nowack+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I LOVE YOU Mr. T &amp;amp; I will miss not being able to be with you on your birthday!    When Gramma gets there, we will go to the mall and buy one of those BIG suckers that you love so well!!!!!    HUGS AND KISSES COMING YOUR WAY!&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-4596669439312722302?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/4596669439312722302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=4596669439312722302&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/4596669439312722302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/4596669439312722302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/06/early-happy-birthday-to-tyler.html' title='AN EARLY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO TYLER!'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkjD6uxafNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/lr7yIH06n2k/s72-c/Tyler+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-3462442752199866108</id><published>2009-06-29T08:57:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:19:53.784-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AN APOLOGY TO SLOAN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is my precious big, blue eyed Sloan!   Gramma owes her a HUGH apology because I did not have her on my blog on her birthday.   I have excuses, but none valid enough to not post on Sloan's birthday.   I feel so bad :-(   Sloan was a big 5 years old on May 30!   These are just a few of my favorite pics of Sloan starting with the first when she was 15 months old!  Love her potails!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Ski7P206OcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/TOA2FSAy1Zg/s1600-h/Face+15+months.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352734038219700674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Ski7P206OcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/TOA2FSAy1Zg/s320/Face+15+months.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love the sweetness of this pic and even in black and white you can still the beautifulness of her eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Ski7J-BN1NI/AAAAAAAAAIM/gpPSQ1w6EfE/s1600-h/sloan+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352733937071150290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Ski7J-BN1NI/AAAAAAAAAIM/gpPSQ1w6EfE/s320/sloan+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This girl is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mart - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ensitive - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;tylish (even at the age of 5) - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;illy - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hy&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;inger - and as you can see in these next two pictures: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; SASSY&lt;/span&gt;   - but in a good way :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Ski7CjxbouI/AAAAAAAAAIE/EVdoAvXrQNQ/s1600-h/Sloanblue3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352733809766540002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Ski7CjxbouI/AAAAAAAAAIE/EVdoAvXrQNQ/s320/Sloanblue3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Have always loved these pictures because her blue outfit brings out her big, blue eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Ski6-PXqJTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/y5yimUDlZ-U/s1600-h/Sloanblue4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352733735570253106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Ski6-PXqJTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/y5yimUDlZ-U/s320/Sloanblue4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Her favorite color is PINK, PINK, and then PINK!   But I love her in blue!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Ski6zksqYSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-IolAU9Te5Q/s1600-h/DSC02253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352733552316932386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Ski6zksqYSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-IolAU9Te5Q/s320/DSC02253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So with her curled hair, she is a big 5 years old!  She is now ready to start first grade in the fall, and is SO ready to ride the bus like the big girl she is!!!!   I LOVE YOU &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;illy girl.   You make my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ing and my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pirit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oar!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7591522102933721384-3462442752199866108?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/3462442752199866108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=3462442752199866108&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/3462442752199866108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/3462442752199866108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/06/apology-to-sloan.html' title='AN APOLOGY TO SLOAN!'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Ski7P206OcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/TOA2FSAy1Zg/s72-c/Face+15+months.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-4699490638250960380</id><published>2009-06-25T17:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:45:14.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>KYLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkPvSS8NuDI/AAAAAAAAAHU/xbBz_M8WdIs/s1600-h/KJ-catcher.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351383879847360562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkPvSS8NuDI/AAAAAAAAAHU/xbBz_M8WdIs/s320/KJ-catcher.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyle - the baseball player - the - "I'll take a picture, but it's not cool to smile" Kyle. I love this picture of Kyle in his catcher's gear - and he stood there (not willingly) so his mother could take his picture, and then I made a comment about how cute he is &amp;amp; this was his reaction:  It may not be too clear, but there is a smile there :-)  Now put your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;helmet&lt;/span&gt; on and Go Play Ball!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7591522102933721384-4699490638250960380?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/4699490638250960380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=4699490638250960380&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/4699490638250960380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/4699490638250960380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/06/kyle.html' title='KYLE'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkPvSS8NuDI/AAAAAAAAAHU/xbBz_M8WdIs/s72-c/KJ-catcher.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-1598549473190109928</id><published>2009-06-25T17:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:03:42.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>EMILY WILL KILL ME!</title><content type='html'>I have got to figure out how to do spellcheck on these blogs!   When I started this I noticed that I had "stuttered" and spelled Emily with two 'M's &amp;amp; thinking I would go back and change it, but alas I got so busy downloading pics I forgot!!!!   So here is a big sorry to Em - although she would not really care.    But her name is EMILY!!!!   And she is MY DIVINE MISS M............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-1598549473190109928?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/1598549473190109928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=1598549473190109928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/1598549473190109928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/1598549473190109928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/06/emily-will-kill-me.html' title='EMILY WILL KILL ME!'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-4358243118648391127</id><published>2009-06-25T16:38:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:00:42.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Emmily's Recital</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkPkaKCO89I/AAAAAAAAAHM/aMknasTYFnY/s1600-h/IMG_2208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351371920267736018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkPkaKCO89I/AAAAAAAAAHM/aMknasTYFnY/s320/IMG_2208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkPj0z7AT_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/zUMga64WZEA/s1600-h/Em-Finally-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351371278676676594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkPj0z7AT_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/zUMga64WZEA/s320/Em-Finally-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkPjYoceUcI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dvJkuzk9kfM/s1600-h/Emmy+-+Hippy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351370794559492546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkPjYoceUcI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dvJkuzk9kfM/s320/Emmy+-+Hippy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkPi9dWEJrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/iTvoAGhu2KM/s1600-h/Em+-+HIp-Hop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351370327723353778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkPi9dWEJrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/iTvoAGhu2KM/s320/Em+-+HIp-Hop.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkPiWlOWQWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kh26EB6BQkU/s1600-h/DSC02539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351369659823571298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkPiWlOWQWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kh26EB6BQkU/s320/DSC02539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Granddaughter Emily's recital was on June 5th and these are a few photos. The theme this year was Dancing Decades. She said I would especially like the finale because there was an Elvis song. That girl know her Gramma! She was in 5 dances. Each year she gains another. God bless her Mom &amp;amp; Dad for the expense of those costumes! She has been dancing for 8 years now and says she will go through High School!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are not in order - I'll learn how to do this someday!   The blue T-shirt is her finale number - Jazz &amp;amp; Tap - Love the Hip Hop outfit &amp;amp; 'really' love the "Goldie Hawn" look-a-like outfit with the white boots!   It was a LONG night, but we had fun!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How long was it you asked?????The first act had 40 numbers - then a 15 minute intermission - and Act Two had 29 numbers, and then the Finale.   Each number was about 3 minutes long --  I'll let you do the math!!!!  But we are done UNTIL next year when she will probably have 7 or 8 dances!&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/7591522102933721384-4358243118648391127?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/4358243118648391127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=4358243118648391127&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/4358243118648391127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/4358243118648391127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/06/emmilys-recital.html' title='Emmily&apos;s Recital'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SkPkaKCO89I/AAAAAAAAAHM/aMknasTYFnY/s72-c/IMG_2208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-1428576440833203911</id><published>2009-05-28T16:30:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:10:46.828-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beautiness of Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Beautiness&lt;/span&gt; is really not a word, but this I know for sure, Spring is a time for Beauty.   Also my favorite time of year because of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;re newness&lt;/span&gt; of life for  plants, animal kingdoms, flowers, and should be for all mankind.   Also a time for reflection for the long winter we have just endured (can you tell I am in Ohio) and for the wonderfulness of what is ahead.   These are a discovery for me, in that having moved here after the Spring, did not experience the explosion of color in God's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kaleidoscope, and the other thing, is that I do not know what many of these plants, trees are........Wanda this is where you will come in handy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I think these are such a beautiful color, but noone knew what they were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sh748c17tbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TIliAK2Ck2Y/s1600-h/DSC02442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340979925526230450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sh748c17tbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TIliAK2Ck2Y/s320/DSC02442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This I call Herman!   It was given to me by a man named Herman, and I placed him where he could watch over the patio and the other flowers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sh74nzNFtWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Q0aVpqPuN_8/s1600-h/DSC02437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340979570751681890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sh74nzNFtWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Q0aVpqPuN_8/s320/DSC02437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Some beautiful daffodils&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sh74VQTanHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/yMM8H4Kf_eo/s1600-h/DSC02436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340979252145331314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sh74VQTanHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/yMM8H4Kf_eo/s320/DSC02436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;They told me this was a purple cherry something or another .... really know am I really showing what little I know........All I REALLY know and for sure of, it was Beau-ti-ful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sh73_1imXtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/E8TuqDr5eUU/s1600-h/DSC02434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340978884184006354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sh73_1imXtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/E8TuqDr5eUU/s320/DSC02434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Loved these little purple flowers, they were just so delicate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sh72zHD8mPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/W5O1iRYGino/s1600-h/DSC02433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340977566037350642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sh72zHD8mPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/W5O1iRYGino/s320/DSC02433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This they tell me is a wild rose.    AND they do tell me that the probability of it blooming is NILE....   It has grown since this picture, and they are probably right.   Why would anyone plant a rose beside a tree.   Who knows how it got there, but don't think it will do anything, and that makes me sad :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sh72ISRzkRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/MjVJ78GHMos/s1600-h/DSC02430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340976830313894162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sh72ISRzkRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/MjVJ78GHMos/s320/DSC02430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So even tho we are a bit past spring, it seems as tho it has just begun here and I'm loving it.....Before we know it, I'll be posting something about summer, and be complaining about the hot weather that we have waited so long for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY SPRING!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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/7591522102933721384-1428576440833203911?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/1428576440833203911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=1428576440833203911&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/1428576440833203911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/1428576440833203911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/05/beautiness-of-spring.html' title='The Beautiness of Spring'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/Sh748c17tbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TIliAK2Ck2Y/s72-c/DSC02442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-5000936482032515828</id><published>2009-05-24T09:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T09:57:54.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCOTT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/ShlPpx74axI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7Ogcfe31tas/s1600-h/Scott+academy+award.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339386412422163218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/ShlPpx74axI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7Ogcfe31tas/s320/Scott+academy+award.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;Scott is my first born and today he is 42 years old. WOW how did that happen. Seems like it was only yesterday when he started Kindergarden and I was dragging him through the door. The boy hated school from the first day of Kindergarden to the time he graduated from High School! For most of his life he was known as "Scottie". The nurses gave him that name when he was born because of his blonde hair. I intended on calling him Glenn because that is his first name, but "Scottie" stuck and as he grew older Scott became the name. We also call him "Bob Villa" because he can fix anything from repairing mini blinds to putting in a new water tank. AND he can also fix anything that goes wrong with your car. If he has trouble with fixing something, he continues until he has fixed it. He always says that "It won't kick his butt" .....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;And he even does laundry and dishes and cooks! He is a loving husband, and a wonderful, sensitive father to my two grandchildren, and I love that about him. He has the cutiest grin that I just love &amp;amp; it has an 'evil' look to it when he is joking around.. as you can tell from the picture!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;Today his birthday will be spent coaching his son's baseball game and I know that is something that he really enjoys getting to do.   &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;With so very much love, I wish you a Happy Birthday and a wonderful day.   I am so very proud of you!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;/font&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/7591522102933721384-5000936482032515828?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/5000936482032515828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/5000936482032515828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/5000936482032515828'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/ShlPpx74axI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7Ogcfe31tas/s72-c/Scott+academy+award.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-6115624439512271247</id><published>2009-05-22T16:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T17:03:31.772-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR THE GRANDBABIES --  ALL 7 OF THEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/ShcRy3sDrTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WAk4ySgqYWk/s1600-h/DSC02460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338755448910884146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/ShcRy3sDrTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WAk4ySgqYWk/s320/DSC02460.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;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This is Mr. Chipmunk.   He is sitting on a rock speaker.   We have not figured out to hook them up yet, but Mr. Chipmunk thinks this is his throne and sits quite majestically there for all to see.   Yesterday I was standing in the yard, and felt something bump against my foot, and after it scared me to death, I looked and it was Mr. Chipmunk.    Obviously, I was in his way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/ShcQkcKyi1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/mHYRTPGCGQQ/s1600-h/DSC02456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338754101493795666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/ShcQkcKyi1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/mHYRTPGCGQQ/s320/DSC02456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/ShcQEY24NqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/pyiBb3xu0Bc/s1600-h/DSC02457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338753550849160866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/ShcQEY24NqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/pyiBb3xu0Bc/s320/DSC02457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This is Mr. Toad. He is a resident here at Emerald Lakes. He lives by the corner decorative pond in the back yard. So he - and I am assuming that it is a he - No self-respecting female Toad would be this ugly :-) So you Grandbabies can tell me what to name him. And he is quite friendly - he will sit and look right at you and never move until you almost step on him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So Grandchildren it is your job to name these creatures.   I hope you enjoy them.   They truly are funny in their own way.   God sure did have a sense of humor when he created some creatures..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7591522102933721384-6115624439512271247?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/6115624439512271247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=6115624439512271247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/6115624439512271247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/6115624439512271247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-grandbabies-all-7-of-them.html' title='FOR THE GRANDBABIES --  ALL 7 OF THEM'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/ShcRy3sDrTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WAk4ySgqYWk/s72-c/DSC02460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-2466933841364730231</id><published>2009-04-20T15:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:39:28.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY AJ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SezO1PyoJqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/9swAoFGZsjM/s1600-h/DSC02273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326859873439721122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SezO1PyoJqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/9swAoFGZsjM/s320/DSC02273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today is my Grandson's 5th birthday!. He is #4 of my seven Grandchildren! His name is Ayden James - or AJ as he is commonly known. I was thinking of what A &amp;amp; J would stand for, and I thought of Active, Aerobic, Agile and Jovial, Joyful, Jumping......There are words that do not begin with A &amp;amp; J that also describe him.... Like, Sensitive, Willingness to Please, Good brother. You can't tease him very much or he will cry. He is also a bit of a "Wendell Whiner" at times :-) See he is not perfect :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We played golf (his first time on a real golf course).   He was so patient and listened to his dad, and went the whole 9 holes and never complained one bit.   Let's hope his love for golf continues.   AJ, I can't wait to play with you again!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AJ!!!!!   Much love to you &amp;amp; have a piece of cake for me!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-2466933841364730231?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/2466933841364730231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=2466933841364730231&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2466933841364730231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2466933841364730231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-aj.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY AJ!'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SezO1PyoJqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/9swAoFGZsjM/s72-c/DSC02273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-5546247007124339178</id><published>2009-04-07T18:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T18:27:15.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandchildren ARE The Bestest</title><content type='html'>Having children is the best - grandchildren are the bestest!   I posted pictures of my two oldest - Kyle and Emily earlier &amp;amp; when I am home  I will post pictures of my other 5.   I am in Georgia.  Spent the last week keeping my 4 &amp;amp; 3 year old granddaughters while my son &amp;amp; DIL went to Cancun.  They live in Dacula.    Then we drove 4 hours south to Albany, GA to visit with our son &amp;amp; DIL and their three boys, ages 6,4, and almost 2.   And of all 7 - the almost 2 year old gives me a run for my money.   We said today that he was to young to be in the terrible twos &amp;amp; my DIL said he has been in the terrible twos since he was 6 months old!  Have no clue where he got his temper &amp;amp; fit throwing!   But each and everyday, I thank God for my three wonderful sons and their wonderful families.   I am truly blessed!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a negative side :-(   The weather here has been awful.    It rained much of last week and it is cold for this time of year in GA!   Coming from Ohio, I was looking forward to warmth and sunshine, but NOT!!!!!!!!  Today it is windy &amp;amp; cold 55.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for now I will not dwell on the cold weather, but the laughter of my grandchildren.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7591522102933721384-5546247007124339178?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/5546247007124339178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=5546247007124339178&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/5546247007124339178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/5546247007124339178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandchildren-are-bestest.html' title='Grandchildren ARE The Bestest'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-5701502960617491972</id><published>2009-03-23T17:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T17:19:39.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Popping Thru</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;As I have watched the (tulips/daffodils/whatever/) popping thru the soil......I preface that because we moved here in August, so don't know what will happen in Spring.....BUT we did prepare the beds and "built them up" ....trying to clean-up the yard because it had been neglected....AND  not knowing what was beneath,  all of a sudden these "somethings" are popping and day by day they are shouting.......No amount of mulch will keep me down and I will survive....gotta be women.......In hindsight maybe we should not have done anything until now, but being August, we "thought" it would look nice and never thinking of spring.....and what would happen.........BUT the metamorphasis is amazing and not knowing what is happening is amazing.  Daffodils &amp;amp; Tulips are common, but what else is to come???????????   I can hardly wait???????????????????????  I know there is Lavender somewhere!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It has reminded me that Spring is the rebirth.........Christ rose again.......Rebirth......In my life, and I figure in all out there, we all need to rethink our purpose.....and our rebirth.   As we watch our "flowers" doing their thing.....  we surely can be that and each think that our rebirth is helping someone, adopting a pet, loving a child - not your own - that's too easy (and then again ....NOT) :-)    whatever ......  and maybe just giving an extra hug to our kids or our grandkids....who knows..........Sometimes I think about my grandbabies and I think -----"they are cool...loved...OK....no problems"    and know what....THEY ARE....but so many ARE NOT....so I pray for them and ask that you do too.............AND these children will "pop" thru also.................and have a new beginning..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-5701502960617491972?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/5701502960617491972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=5701502960617491972&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/5701502960617491972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/5701502960617491972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/03/popping-thru.html' title='Popping Thru'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-4339989953672715020</id><published>2009-03-17T14:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:04:50.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patrick's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Are we all cooking corned beef and cabbage today????   Well yes I am.  I love this dinner and always wonder why I have it so seldom during the year.   We can buy corned beef any day of the year other than St. Pat's.   I love the "all in one pot".   I do beef, cabbage, carrots, and potatoes.   And the only other thing I have with it is cornbread.  YUMMO!!!!!!   The sunshine is scrumptious today and I'm selfishly wanting it to stay that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I officially graduated - yes I got a diploma -- from Physical Therapy last Friday.   So see good things do happen on Friday the 13th :-)  It will still be awhile before I can run - but *tee hee* I couldn't do that before.    Was allowed to go back to water arobics, so life is gradually returning to normal, and for that I am so grateful!   It has been a long journey....  I hope you all enjoy your green day!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-4339989953672715020?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/4339989953672715020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=4339989953672715020&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/4339989953672715020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/4339989953672715020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/03/st-patricks-day.html' title='St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-5563520273398814476</id><published>2009-03-07T16:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T17:13:45.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIL!!!!! Yes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SbLuzMDaCVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JQ0SBC9_wSo/s1600-h/DSC02178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310569473799489874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SbLuzMDaCVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JQ0SBC9_wSo/s320/DSC02178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hail.....YES!   At 7 AM this morning I was awakening by thunder, but thinking that was OK then when lightening came, I said  "Holy Cow" -"Computer" ran to turn off and then it was no use to go back to bed, I was awake......So  knowing of what I was planning to do today  (mop floors, etc...) by 8 AM it was still dark outside and thinking I don't have enough lights to mop &amp;amp; clean, I just chilled........  By 9 to 9:30 AM - really wasn't paying attention....just chilling in with a softie snugglie throw over me &amp;amp; figured it was back to sleep at this time.....  then  BAM&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another round &amp;amp; this time with hail &amp;amp; this pic is of the hail.......   Not being a great photographer, the blue, green, pink is my pj's &amp;amp; I shot this thru a window......Not going out in a hailstorm - thank you very much.....   But after a  crazy weather start to the day .........It has been a wonderful day &amp;amp; could open windows &amp;amp; I did do floors &amp;amp; stuff &amp;amp; now am done!!!!   One tired and accomplished woman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-5563520273398814476?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/5563520273398814476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=5563520273398814476&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/5563520273398814476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/5563520273398814476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/03/hail-yes.html' title='HAIL!!!!! Yes....'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SbLuzMDaCVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JQ0SBC9_wSo/s72-c/DSC02178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-7755557728332432591</id><published>2009-03-05T16:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T16:52:03.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This I Know For SURE!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.faucetdirect.com/index.cfm/page/browse:manufacturer/categoryId/332"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I haven't figured out how to copy a URL of a certain object.....but if I had you would see a bathroom toilet, bathroom tub, bathroom shower, bathroom sink, bathroom floor......See where I am going with this????   Keyword BATHROOM!!!!!    IF I never would clean a bathroom again, it would be WAY too soon!    I have to commit myself to do it, and tell myself that it is a THING that I have committed to, so therefore I have to do it....Thus today.....So I neglected the things that were important..   Like scrapbooking, knitting, being outside (cause it is so nice here today) AND I cleaned bathrooms!!!!!!!!   What's wrong with me????????  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AND my question is.......we clean and clean and clean the bathroom until it sparkles.... RIGHT?????   Then what is the next thing we do????   YUP get in the tub or shower...cause we are feeling gritty and yucky!!!!!!!  I rest my case :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-7755557728332432591?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/7755557728332432591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=7755557728332432591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/7755557728332432591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/7755557728332432591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-i-know-for-sure.html' title='This I Know For SURE!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-8121826151237831764</id><published>2009-03-05T12:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T12:30:26.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Equal Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SbAJrJVP3iI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Ac8h_RSRLu0/s1600-h/DSC02131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309754597513879074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SbAJrJVP3iI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Ac8h_RSRLu0/s320/DSC02131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This is Kyle --- My 14 year old grandson!   As you can see he has a marvelous sense of humor.   He was at the skating rink and this is a mouthpiece that glowed, and, of course, he and several of his friends just had to have it.   It was fun watching them skate and all of them "glowing" at the mouth!  He can keep you laughing until you cannot catch your breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SbAIoJFXKII/AAAAAAAAAEs/td9vxAVOjs4/s1600-h/DSC01214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309753446396012674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SbAIoJFXKII/AAAAAAAAAEs/td9vxAVOjs4/s320/DSC01214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; His passion is baseball, baseball, baseball. And at 14, we can also say girls, but I believe baseball still comes before girls :-)   He is great at every position he plays.   He loves to pitch.  He also plays shortshop and catcher.   Gramma's heart stops when he is the catcher, cause the ball just gets too close to him &amp;amp; there are big boys who try to run over him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I love this crazy kid!   I treasure every moment I get to spend with him!   OH I forgot to mention that he is a rockin' Rock Band player, and if you need any help with your cell phone, I-pod, X-box, this is the boy to call!!!!  He amazes me!  He is a wonderful son, grandson, brother, nephew,cousin!  You Rock Kyle!&lt;/span&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/7591522102933721384-8121826151237831764?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/8121826151237831764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=8121826151237831764&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/8121826151237831764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/8121826151237831764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/03/equal-time.html' title='Equal Time'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SbAJrJVP3iI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Ac8h_RSRLu0/s72-c/DSC02131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-2223613443798054676</id><published>2009-02-26T17:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T18:19:51.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AND The Princess Turns 13....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SacfX8qDPwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kilqsDSblaM/s1600-h/DSC02113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307245182159372034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SacfX8qDPwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kilqsDSblaM/s320/DSC02113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;THIS is my Beautiful new 13 year old Granddaughter ..... I call her the Divine Miss Em......  And she is just that!.   Her favorite color is blue...which is why I am coloring this blog.....Her smile is so infectious....her humor is ....like Gramma's in so many ways....although I am not sure anyone else realizes that :-)   She HAS to be alone when "life" overwhelms....and when it does...she 'rocks'....as she has done since she was "little".......AND, I too, understand that........She loves to get her nails, &amp;amp; toes done, loves sparkles,  &amp;amp; glitter....theme to her clothes &amp;amp; jewelry.......   This girl is  MY granddaughter.....   I claim her &amp;amp; I know this......  I so loved spending your birthday with you!   I will hold it in my heart forever!     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-2223613443798054676?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/2223613443798054676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=2223613443798054676&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2223613443798054676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2223613443798054676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-princess-turns-13.html' title='AND The Princess Turns 13....'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SacfX8qDPwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kilqsDSblaM/s72-c/DSC02113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-7253735977022278466</id><published>2009-02-16T14:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:54:40.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SZnCS9hu8DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZjHarbbH3lE/s1600-h/Emily+Disney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303483667214954546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SZnCS9hu8DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZjHarbbH3lE/s320/Emily+Disney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This Princess is my soon to be 13 year old Granddaughter.   She is Emily:   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E:   Everything you would want in a G/Daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M:  My Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I:    Ingenious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;L:   Loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Y:    Your Gramma Forever!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Emily's Birthday is 2/20 and and we cannot wait to spend this fun time with her.   Getting nails &amp;amp; toes done, eating cake, enjoying friends and family........just can't wait.   This is Emily......  Sun, Stars, Moon, Laughter,  Giving, Enjoyment, and I love you more ...........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-7253735977022278466?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/7253735977022278466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=7253735977022278466&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/7253735977022278466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/7253735977022278466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-princess-is-my-soon-to-be-13-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SZnCS9hu8DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZjHarbbH3lE/s72-c/Emily+Disney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-7410072394813076406</id><published>2009-02-09T13:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:01:56.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Sightings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesterday, and again today, I have noticed some very strange sightings.    It kinda has a green tint to it, and I'm not really sure what it is.     I discovered it when the massage amount of snow started to melt as the temperatures got above freezing.   Hey!   there are bricks out on the patio &amp;amp; there are two ponds that flank the back of our house!    WOW what a find!    And that sorta looking green stuff, someone said today that it is grass!   Imagine that!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As you can guess, we are having a tease of spring ...... but as I was at JoAnn's today buying some sewing stuff.....I remarked that I was buying it now &amp;amp; I was saving it for that day soon when the snow will fly again.   OH com'on  you know it will!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;For those of you who don't know - the boot is gone!   I retired it to the basement, and pray that I will not see it again!!!!!!!   So I am a two tennis shoe woman again!    Although when we fly to Georgia in March, I'm thinking about bringing it out again, cause I did get special attention with that boot on.....Just kidding......Although this time, I will have to allow for packing two shoes, instead of one!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy Sunshine &amp;amp; Warmer Temperatures........God Bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-7410072394813076406?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/7410072394813076406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=7410072394813076406&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/7410072394813076406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/7410072394813076406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/02/strange-sightings.html' title='Strange Sightings'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-2068608831308272748</id><published>2009-01-31T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:51:28.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNSHINE &amp; LOLLIPOPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When I was thinking of a title for this blog - since I have not posted in awhile - this is what came to me.    And I really thought what a strange title - maybe it is because in the midst of the cold temperatures, the sun is shining.   It is totally deceiving because you think you could walk outside with a sweatshirt on.   Well let me tell you if you did that, you would freeze your hind quarter off!!!!!  OUCH!!!!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So with the beginning of February tomorrow, I"m  betting that you can count on lollipops way before you can sunshine.    And before February 2, Mr. Groundhog Phil had better do the right thing or I may go after him.    After all, I don't live that far from PA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In the meantime, keep smiling because spring is not that far off.   OH!!!! and one more thing I have to say about tomorrow - being Super Bowl Sunday &amp;amp; being a Cleveland Browns fan &amp;amp; that would be.......................................GO CARDINALS...........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-2068608831308272748?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/2068608831308272748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=2068608831308272748&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2068608831308272748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2068608831308272748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunshine-lollipops.html' title='SUNSHINE &amp; LOLLIPOPS'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-1989861444344457259</id><published>2009-01-26T15:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T17:21:35.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM BEEN TAGGED BY MY DIL</title><content type='html'>You might be proud to know that I.....&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;am becoming more and more independent the older that I get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be surprised to know that I..... &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;wanted to be a kindergarden school teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might already know that I..... &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;think family is everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should probably know that I..... &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;am getting a tattoo for my 65th birthday -- asa then can design a SSS design that doesn't look like a snake or superman!  Next to my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not believe it when I tell you that I........&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;have a hissy fit when my children have multiple phones, and I cannot get them to answer when I need them to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might have always wondered why I.....&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;make excuses for those that I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think "it figures" when you consider that I..... &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;usually go to the child or sister who needs me the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You might wonder about my sanity if you knew that I......&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;had to think about this question :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I'm weird if you knew that I&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.....realized that at this age (64) there is nobody on this earth that can tell me what I can or cannot do.....and how liberating that it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You might laugh to know that I.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love Facebook ---  come be my friend :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You might roll your eyes when you know that I... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;in all  surroundings that I really WANT to be me NOT who you want me to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Come join the fun ---  Thanks Tammi -----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-1989861444344457259?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/1989861444344457259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=1989861444344457259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/1989861444344457259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/1989861444344457259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-been-tagged-by-my-dil.html' title='I AM BEEN TAGGED BY MY DIL'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-3916722993433026181</id><published>2009-01-16T19:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:57:34.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OOOOPS........Foiled Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Don't tell me not to be  sad today :-(  Cause I thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I would be rid of this thing called a "boot".   Let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tell you....IF I  was going to be wearing a boot, it wouldn't be this thing in the picture.   But after the PT visit, this boot will be with me for a few more weeks.   It's like now I have to train my brain to walk again after I have not walked in 8+ weeks...OK NOT in the overall picture that the surgeon outlined for me.   IF, and I do mean IF, progress goes WELL, in another 8 weeks from today....YOU HEARD ME....   I should be walking as I would have before this surgery.  As Charlie Brown would say..."AAAAAAARGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH"   And that's all I have to say about that!!!!  BLEEEGGGHHH &lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SXErUaCqfdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/BEptsrIzP3U/s1600-h/DSC01843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292058666724916690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SXErUaCqfdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/BEptsrIzP3U/s320/DSC01843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-3916722993433026181?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/3916722993433026181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=3916722993433026181&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/3916722993433026181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/3916722993433026181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/01/oooopsfoiled-again.html' title='OOOOPS........Foiled Again'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SXErUaCqfdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/BEptsrIzP3U/s72-c/DSC01843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-2071067170152292953</id><published>2009-01-13T14:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:20:06.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow, Snow, and More Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well I know it is January and it is suppose to be cold and snowy but it is getting rediculous!  It is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;going to be very, very cold here in Ohio and seems like everywhere else too!   So I am sending out a bouquet of flowers for everyone to help endure the cold!   Have some coffee, hot chocolate or whatever warms you and this too shall pass!   Enjoy!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SWzojBpulHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Gme5f3E4B38/s1600-h/DSC02072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290859350690010226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SWzojBpulHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Gme5f3E4B38/s320/DSC02072.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/7591522102933721384-2071067170152292953?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/2071067170152292953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=2071067170152292953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2071067170152292953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2071067170152292953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-snow-and-more-snow.html' title='Snow, Snow, and More Snow'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SWzojBpulHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Gme5f3E4B38/s72-c/DSC02072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-4241730417009220615</id><published>2009-01-09T19:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T19:21:16.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH!!!!  Finally coming to an End!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;OK give me a week to 10 days and I'm gonna be shouting!!!   Went to the Doctor today &amp;amp; things are GREAT.....  I will wear the boot for another 7 - 10 days and after that resume life as a normal person.   Well that is stretching it a bit :-)    I CAN DRIVE AGAIN!!!!   Hallujah &amp;amp; Amen...  Freedom...   Unexplainable.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thanks for all the prayers.   God is truly Great.... Even tho I have been less than grateful at times during this ordeal.    So today as my back, legs, foot, etc... hurt because I really did too much .....The end of near and I am truly grateful.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Snow is here and more to come in the amount of 4 - 8 inches &amp;amp; grocery shopping is done &amp;amp; we are warm and snug &amp;amp; no where to go So Let it Snow................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-4241730417009220615?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/4241730417009220615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=4241730417009220615&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/4241730417009220615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/4241730417009220615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/01/yeah-finally-coming-to-end.html' title='YEAH!!!!  Finally coming to an End!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-5960844403625209453</id><published>2009-01-08T21:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:47:24.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas and New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hope everyone had a wonderful and blessed Christmas and your start of 2009 has been great so far.   We spent Christmas in Georgia with two of our three sons and 5 of our 7 grandbabies.   It is so wonderful to see the awe and wonder in children's eyes at Christmas time.   Nothing quite like it, and especially when it is your grandchildren!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tomorrow I go to the Doctor and pray that my surgical boot comes off!   Come On Doc!!!!!!  Give me the news I NEED to hear.   So everyone pray HARD!!!!   I will be so disappointed if he says this boot has to stay on longer.......but think positive!!!!!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Am behind in posting and it is kinda boring, but will get better &amp;amp; hopefully more clever.   My son showed me how to do some pics &amp;amp; things, and when the dust settles, I'll see if I remember.   As you notice, he also set my tunes up....and will add and change IF I can remember how :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Till later........................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-5960844403625209453?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/5960844403625209453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=5960844403625209453&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/5960844403625209453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/5960844403625209453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-and-new-year.html' title='Christmas and New Year'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-2969265849879949227</id><published>2008-12-09T19:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:25:21.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Twice</title><content type='html'>OK!   Having foot surgery has had lots of learning --  lots of negative unfortunately and some positive.   AND I truly am ashamed of myself for the negative being  more powerful on the scale.    I truly am on the positive end of the scale.  Having said that----  Christmas season - shopping ---  let's see -- Target, Wal-Mart --  great shopping places for me.   Now in all of this, I have a wheelchair &amp;amp; a temp handicap sticker....Easy you say.....Well Bill's parks, goes into the stores, asks for the motorized chairs ---  Guess What????   Already in use!   OK.  Bill comes back out, we get the wheelchair out, or one the store already has.   Now what I would like to do is just to rumble around the store by myself, but I can't do that cause I don't have a cart &amp;amp; I have a manual wheelchair, so.............Bill &amp;amp; I stroll....Now the kicker - have you been waiting for this in all this rambling??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life, I have always battled with weight.   So in my house our "F" word was Fat &amp;amp; we never used that word.....   But the people who were using the motorized wheelchairs were the overweight people.   Now, I should not be judgemental - maybe they had health reasons, and if they did, I'm truly sorry!  OK so maybe it was just as hard for them to walk as it was me, so I should not be judgemental.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND - another thing!   We are talking about the wheelchair/handicap thing:   I go to the bathroom in Target (in a wheelchair) and where am I to go.....the handicap stall....BUT, Oh Wait..someone is already in there, so I sit, and sit, and sit.  I try to go in another one, but wheelchair doesn't cooperate!   A Target employee says, "You can go in the Family Bathroom" &amp;amp; helps me out and I go there.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:   I have gone in the handicap stall, even if the other stalls were empty, but after this, I won't be doing that anymore!   Just a lesson in humility &amp;amp; one that makes one say......I truly am so fortunate and grateful!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-2969265849879949227?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/2969265849879949227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=2969265849879949227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2969265849879949227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2969265849879949227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2008/12/think-twice.html' title='Think Twice'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-6126660536729661201</id><published>2008-12-05T14:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T14:14:43.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Friday!   Today is my DIL's birthday.   So happy birthday Megan!!!  Have a wonderful day!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major accomplishment!   Today I have all my fall stuff put away!   Yeah!!!  What a relief -  now we will be trying to put up some Christmas stuff &amp;amp; at this rate it will be February before it comes down :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to be out of the house yesterday for a stress test, and once I got out I didn't want to come back home.   It was WONDERFUL being out and being around people again!   Bill said I talked to anyone and everyone &amp;amp; a lot of people said "Oh you poor thing, having that boot on at the holidays" and then the conversation would start!   My son Sean &amp;amp; fam skyped last evening, and I talked their ear off.    Another thing you don't know you miss until you don't have it:   Conversation......   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day &amp;amp; smile :-)  Light a candle.  Pray for world peace and for inner peace, which is where all peace begins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-6126660536729661201?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/6126660536729661201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=6126660536729661201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/6126660536729661201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/6126660536729661201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-friday-today-is-my-dils-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-3766480301774143290</id><published>2008-12-01T15:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:48:49.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed</title><content type='html'>My DIL Jen told me she could hear the depression in my posts, so I promised her I would be more upbeat --  thanks for caring Jen :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 1st day of December, and to say the lease I am feeling a bit overwhelmed at Christmas being right around the corner.   So I am taking a deep breath and have decided that what gets done, gets done and that that doesn't, just doesn't!   Very profound, yes????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading an article in yesterday's Sunday paper which addressed this very issue.  I'm thinking God put in there just for me to read.   It had lots of good things, and I may share with you all of them, but today the one that struck me was this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to cut on your holiday list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anything that isn't meaningful, magical, or memorable.   Anything that doesn't bring you or anyone else joy, peace or love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Now I know we will all try to do that, and then before you know it we will be caught up in the whirlwind.    I just thought it was a beautiful statement and wanted to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-3766480301774143290?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/3766480301774143290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=3766480301774143290&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/3766480301774143290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/3766480301774143290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2008/12/overwhelmed.html' title='Overwhelmed'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-6404935535619092786</id><published>2008-11-28T17:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T17:13:51.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathing and Hair Washing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;One more thing I know for sure.    We take so many things in our lives for granted.   We never think about flipping on a light switch, but just let the power go out and we are so inconvenienced &amp;amp; we flip that switch all the time.   Same goes for when something happens in ones life that prevents them from just hopping in the shower - like my foot surgery.   This Little House on the Prairie of washing out of a sink is for the birds.  AND remembering  to have all the suff at arms length is another.   All the "stuff" in the shower now has to be on top of the sink, and heaven help if you forget something.   Stopping what you are doing, turning around and "just grabbing it" are out of the question!   Yell for Bill!!!   So the next time you all are showering - letting that refreshing, warming water run down your face, back, - well you get the picture :-) ----just remember to be grateful that you have that.....   I will again.....soon!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-6404935535619092786?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/6404935535619092786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=6404935535619092786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/6404935535619092786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/6404935535619092786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2008/11/bathing-and-hair-washing.html' title='Bathing and Hair Washing'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-1366431127763444198</id><published>2008-11-27T14:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T15:13:57.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;This I truly know for sure:    It is very depressing to be along on Thanksgiving.  Don't get me wrong, I am not alone, my husband is here.   But by alone, I mean your children and grandchildren.    When I decided to have the foot surgery, I knew it would be an almost certainty that Thanksgiving would be just us and thought I had reconciled with that.   But, alas, with it being Thanksgiving Day and our BIG Thanksgiving dinner will be Cracker Barrel's take-out  Thanksgiving dinner, well it is very hard.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Having said that :-)   I do wish each and everyone a very Happy Thanksgiving!    I wish for my children to be laughing and stuffing their face with turkey and pumpkin pie.   I truly am a blessed woman and today I shall not forget that!   My children are all wonderful, my grandchildren are the best, and I have great friends.   I have a sister that makes me pee my pants because we laugh so hard, a neice who is like my daughter, and a nephew who is serving our Country in Afghastan.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;So today is a day to be thankful for everyone and everything that passes through our lives.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Phil. 1-3 ---  I thank my God every time I remember you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Have a blessed day!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-1366431127763444198?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/1366431127763444198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=1366431127763444198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/1366431127763444198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/1366431127763444198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-2617101294056729535</id><published>2008-11-26T14:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T14:27:44.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Today is November 26th ---  Today is the Birthday of my youngest son and that would make him the baby :-)   As I have told him no matter how old he is, he will always be the baby - whether he likes it or not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Today is a Birthday milestone for him:   30 Years Old!    That would be three decades.   So which sounds older 30 years or three decades?   To me 30 years old is SO very young....To his students, 30 years old is ANCIENT!   To him turning 30....well he will have to tell you that.   But no matter how you say it it still is HAPPY BIRTHDAY STEPHEN!!!!!!!!!   Have a wonderful, restful, peaceful day!   But then having 3 sons of his own - doubt that will happen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-2617101294056729535?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/2617101294056729535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=2617101294056729535&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2617101294056729535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/2617101294056729535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-239468071736680460</id><published>2008-11-25T17:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:09:29.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Disappointed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Went to the doctors today and was told that I have three more weeks of non-weight bearing!  I will still have fall decorations up in the house the middle of December!  The doctor had said "You can have this surgery on Friday and be back to work on Tuesday" -  AND he said again today, "Yes, he could see patients, but he wouldn't be able to do surgery on crutches".   I wanted to slap him right there.   So I did what any respectable woman would do --  I cried!   Two tables down there was a woman waiting to see the doctor, and she got up and got me kleenex!   What am I going to do without exercise for 5 weeks?   Sitting on my butt for 5 weeks sure isn't going to help the cause.   Probably a good thing that I am diabetic or I am sure I would be eating bon-bons all day long -  No I would go for M&amp;amp;M Peanuts.....  And today I know for sure if I had this to do over, I would call a do over!  But I also know for sure, that I can't call a do over &amp;amp; I will have to re-find my positive attitude and take one day at a time!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-239468071736680460?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/239468071736680460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=239468071736680460&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/239468071736680460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/239468071736680460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2008/11/very-disappointed.html' title='Very Disappointed'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591522102933721384.post-1011613403165631568</id><published>2008-11-24T16:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T17:14:10.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving 2008!    I am recooperating from foot surgery, so will not be cooking any Thanksgiving dinner this year!   I have watched way too much TV and way too much of the Cooking Channel, and I know this because I "smell" the turkey!    I guess it is time to start watching more CSI or something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We did have Chinese food last night, and, of course, the reading of the fortune cookies!   Now normally they are something cheesy or telling you that your millions will show up the 2nd Tuesday of next week, but mine had a really special one, and I thought I would share with you all:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings while the dawn is still dark ----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I thought that was really cool and see what you all think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591522102933721384-1011613403165631568?l=suenowack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/feeds/1011613403165631568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591522102933721384&amp;postID=1011613403165631568&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/1011613403165631568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591522102933721384/posts/default/1011613403165631568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suenowack.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-first-post.html' title='My First Post'/><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07881876791096912503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L3BCzp0JWEM/SLWWoNI2cBI/AAAAAAAAADA/8Hs91fzkZZ4/S220/Flapper+Sue+!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
