<?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-3355613124297898465</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:28:47.289-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoot Knows</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07340107627527501284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCDqnV17qI/AAAAAAAAACg/yT25hR9yvhY/S220/-1973763043_0650_1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355613124297898465.post-5320886010051156621</id><published>2009-05-17T17:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T17:51:01.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Weekend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Red, Mom, and Michael came to visit Richard and me a few weekends ago!! We had such a blast spending time with everybody in Nashville. They arrived around 6 o' clock Friday night, which gave us just enough time to eat our barbeque sandwiches and visit the Grand Ole' Opry before hitting the sack.&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 style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336911731247049682" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/ShCE8YKYa9I/AAAAAAAAALw/LEC6FEbwAb8/s400/CIMG2447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The next morning I had to convince everybody into trying a yummy fish taco from the local Fish Market. Unfortunately, they were not very impressed- I guess I can't blame them too much because the place does kinda have a strong fishy smell:0?! Oh well, maybe that's why I like it ... it reminds me of good ole' Louisiana!! Next, we decided to join all the locals and tourists alike on the streets of downtown Nashville. Let me just say, my brother was quite the tourist!! He absolutely loved it- and we all loved seeing how much he loved it. He thought he had to have everything from the belt buckle, the cowboy hat(s), the Hank shirt, AND the music- He came to Tennessee a Rockstar and left a Cowboy in a true Nashvillian fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/ShCHUfCOpgI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Drf7nQeVP5M/s1600-h/CIMG2476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336914344432018946" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/ShCHUfCOpgI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Drf7nQeVP5M/s400/CIMG2476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least, I wanted to take my brother (and the rest of the crew) to the Jack Daniel's Distillery in Lynchberg, TN. Although I am not a supporter of drinking OR Jack Daniel's, I have to say that visiting the distillery is quite a unique and enjoyable experience. The humorous thing is the distillery resides in a dry county; therefore, they serve lemonade at the end of the tour rather than the expected Jack Daniel's:0. How funny is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/ShCD9Q6hbNI/AAAAAAAAALY/dM-rRyttAuA/s1600-h/CIMG2457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336910646969724114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/ShCD9Q6hbNI/AAAAAAAAALY/dM-rRyttAuA/s400/CIMG2457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, after much fun, momma's homemade soup, and experiencing a little bit of what Tennessee had to offer, it was time for the family to return back to sweet Louis and Ana. Oh how I look forward to their visits?!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355613124297898465-5320886010051156621?l=hootknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/feeds/5320886010051156621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/family-weekend.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/5320886010051156621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/5320886010051156621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/family-weekend.html' title='Family Weekend!!'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07340107627527501284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCDqnV17qI/AAAAAAAAACg/yT25hR9yvhY/S220/-1973763043_0650_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/ShCE8YKYa9I/AAAAAAAAALw/LEC6FEbwAb8/s72-c/CIMG2447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355613124297898465.post-5175648823016814024</id><published>2009-05-06T17:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:30:07.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Where Troubles Melt Like Lemon Drops . . ."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SgILZQLlZtI/AAAAAAAAALQ/itHXqBFs7c4/s1600-h/CIMG2144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SgILZQLlZtI/AAAAAAAAALQ/itHXqBFs7c4/s400/CIMG2144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332837437228279506" 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/3355613124297898465-5175648823016814024?l=hootknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/feeds/5175648823016814024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-troubles-melt-like-lemon-drops.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/5175648823016814024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/5175648823016814024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-troubles-melt-like-lemon-drops.html' title='&quot;Where Troubles Melt Like Lemon Drops . . .&quot;'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07340107627527501284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCDqnV17qI/AAAAAAAAACg/yT25hR9yvhY/S220/-1973763043_0650_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SgILZQLlZtI/AAAAAAAAALQ/itHXqBFs7c4/s72-c/CIMG2144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355613124297898465.post-6576857001642433646</id><published>2009-05-03T21:22:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:50:54.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl of a Sailor Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/Sf5RlqU47FI/AAAAAAAAALI/MQRiSiepydI/s1600-h/mail.google.com1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 147px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/Sf5RlqU47FI/AAAAAAAAALI/MQRiSiepydI/s400/mail.google.com1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331788716312161362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad was in the Dauphin Island Race last weekend!  This was his 2nd year to participate in the event- and let me just say...this is what this man lives for!!  As a teenager trying to find his purpose and place in this world, my dad remembers praying and asking God to give him a hobby- something to be passionate about, to love, and to glorify Jesus through.  After a few months of praying, a co-worker invited him to go sailing with him.  Ever since that moment, my dad has absolutely loved this sport.  I remember growing up and going to dad's house every other weekend.  Those weekends were spent on the lake IN a sailboat- I learned that a little thing called "wind" was a very important part of God's creation during that time.  Sorry, back to the race...Dad's team won first in their class Saturday!!!  And, FIRST OVERALL in the Sunday race!!!!  YAY!!  I love my dad very much and I hope he has many more Dauphin Island races to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/Sf5Rllc4l8I/AAAAAAAAALA/f1le106IhTg/s1600-h/mail.google.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/Sf5Rllc4l8I/AAAAAAAAALA/f1le106IhTg/s400/mail.google.com" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331788715003516866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad is the handsome fella in the gray shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p.s. His bottom lip isn't normally fire engine red.  At the very end of the Sunday race, he got hit by the one of the poles on the sailboat which resulted in a trip to the ER.  As they say, "Like father, like daughter."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355613124297898465-6576857001642433646?l=hootknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/feeds/6576857001642433646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/05/girl-of-sailor-man.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/6576857001642433646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/6576857001642433646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/05/girl-of-sailor-man.html' title='Girl of a Sailor Man'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07340107627527501284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCDqnV17qI/AAAAAAAAACg/yT25hR9yvhY/S220/-1973763043_0650_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/Sf5RlqU47FI/AAAAAAAAALI/MQRiSiepydI/s72-c/mail.google.com1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355613124297898465.post-2958741394759743101</id><published>2009-05-02T16:40:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:02:40.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 25th Fosh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/Sf0ihyUkNsI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PZCGzoIPjP0/s1600-h/Fall+1987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/Sf0ihyUkNsI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PZCGzoIPjP0/s400/Fall+1987.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331455497715594946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since tomorrow (May 3rd) is Richard's 25th Birthday, I thought it would be a fun idea to write 25 things I LoVe about him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he seeks God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he truly loves people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he always tries to make people laugh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he repeatedly tries to slap himself uncross-eyed until I laugh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he can mock most bird sounds (I think this is an age 50+ category).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he is artistic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he goes shopping with me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he offered to buy me a gun at Christmas instead of clothes (good try!!).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that his five-star dinner consists of packaged tuna fish quesadillas?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he thinks having a tool shed is going to make him a carpenter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he is more worried about having a place to put his tools rather than his bed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he tries to act like I gross him out when I blow my nose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he is not afraid to fight for his marriage.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he is a hard worker.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he sings off-key.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he can adapt to the city, but will always be a country boy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he is not afraid to take chances.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he is always up for an adventure.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he acts giddy when he is around his guy friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he doesn't care what other people think.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he is GREAT with children.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he LOVES his momma.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he clips his toenails like talons (and then acts like a bird when I make comments about it).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he wears brown accessories with black clothing?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that he is my husband!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; I'll stop there before I make all you bloggers completely sick!! ;) Happy Birthday, Fosh!!! I hope you know that you are dearly loved!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355613124297898465-2958741394759743101?l=hootknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/feeds/2958741394759743101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-25th-fosh.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/2958741394759743101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/2958741394759743101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-25th-fosh.html' title='Happy 25th Fosh!!!'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07340107627527501284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCDqnV17qI/AAAAAAAAACg/yT25hR9yvhY/S220/-1973763043_0650_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/Sf0ihyUkNsI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PZCGzoIPjP0/s72-c/Fall+1987.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355613124297898465.post-8653493896017990576</id><published>2009-04-29T17:10:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:40:59.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Kissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow! The weather this weekend in Mid-Tennessee was absolutely gorgeous. It was our first real taste of Spring this year. I didn't realize how much I have missed seeing the sun and feeling it's warmth against my skin. I couldn't get enough- it was absolutely refreshing.  Now, for the rest of the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SfjYP_ZnulI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/POgWIC_mQ2s/s1600-h/CIMG2554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SfjYP_ZnulI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/POgWIC_mQ2s/s400/CIMG2554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330247928221514322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SfjYQWWMPxI/AAAAAAAAAKY/MihO2mJVOlo/s1600-h/CIMG2556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SfjYQWWMPxI/AAAAAAAAAKY/MihO2mJVOlo/s400/CIMG2556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330247934381145874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't talk about my emotions with many people; however, for some odd reason I feel completely obliged to share my feelings to the blog world on this particular day. Richard and I have been going through some difficult transitions lately.  And to be quite honest, by the time Saturday night rolled around we were a little worn down from our non-talented juggling act.  (Big transitions + stressful job + two very exhausted people + a little bit of homesickness + a tremendous amount of house hunting = mass chaos).  However, can I just say God is completely amazing and knows exactly what His children need at any given moment?!  Just when we thought we were at our wits' end, our friends Hale and Andi called us. They knew we were a little tense; therefore, they decided to stop by practically unannounced and coax us into driving with the top down to get ice cream.  How sweet is that?!  That night, we all decided it would be a fun idea to pile up in the truck with blankets and star gaze from a little spot off the Natchez Trace.  We listened to music, shared our silly quirks, attempted to make owl noises, pretended to know about the constellations, and read a few bible verses in preparation for Sunday School.   I cannot explain to you how rejuvenating and vital that time was.  The only words that come to mind are the lyrics from the song below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the world is falling out from underneath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be found in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the sky folds up and mountains fall on their knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When time and space are through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be found in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make all things new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make all things new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make all things new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the world is falling out from underneath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be found in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the sky folds up and mountains fall on their knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When time and space are through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be found in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With fear and accusation under my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be found in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Shadowfeet by Brooke Fraser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SfkgxEYhSMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/azyQ9Aqosmc/s1600-h/CIMG2565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SfkgxEYhSMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/azyQ9Aqosmc/s400/CIMG2565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330327661331957954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/Sfkgw2hKaLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9Lw-U3Q7mM0/s1600-h/CIMG2566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/Sfkgw2hKaLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9Lw-U3Q7mM0/s400/CIMG2566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330327657610111154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Be still, and know that I am God." Psalm 46:10&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/3355613124297898465-8653493896017990576?l=hootknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/feeds/8653493896017990576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/04/sun-kissed.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/8653493896017990576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/8653493896017990576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/04/sun-kissed.html' title='Sun Kissed'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07340107627527501284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCDqnV17qI/AAAAAAAAACg/yT25hR9yvhY/S220/-1973763043_0650_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SfjYP_ZnulI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/POgWIC_mQ2s/s72-c/CIMG2554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355613124297898465.post-269076194103101993</id><published>2009-04-20T16:25:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:31:23.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stage Fright</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does anybody else get stage fright while writing new blog posts???  I think my creative juices ran more freely when I didn't have any followers- you would think I had 50+ followers the way my little body just shuts down when I try to write something on here.  I even get a little nervous inside?!  Am I the only blogger out there that actually likes being a wallflower??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355613124297898465-269076194103101993?l=hootknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/feeds/269076194103101993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/04/stage-fright.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/269076194103101993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/269076194103101993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/04/stage-fright.html' title='Stage Fright'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07340107627527501284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCDqnV17qI/AAAAAAAAACg/yT25hR9yvhY/S220/-1973763043_0650_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355613124297898465.post-6319701842885934114</id><published>2009-04-07T15:38:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:16:37.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Way to Meet Your Co-Workers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's confirmed- I need a TANK!!  Apparently, I was more in a hurry than everybody else getting off interstate today because I ran into the back of a truck.  And not just any truck...the truck of a coach at my school.  Needless to say, neither of us made it to school on time this morning.  Just between you and me, I think we were both going to be late anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The good part of this story (if there is a good part)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The policeman was extremely nice.  In fact, he was soo nice he didn't even give me a ticket!!  He just sent me on my way and told me I needed to sell my car emblem as a necklace!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is it May yet?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355613124297898465-6319701842885934114?l=hootknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/feeds/6319701842885934114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-way-to-meet-your-co-workers.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/6319701842885934114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/6319701842885934114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-way-to-meet-your-co-workers.html' title='A New Way to Meet Your Co-Workers'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07340107627527501284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCDqnV17qI/AAAAAAAAACg/yT25hR9yvhY/S220/-1973763043_0650_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355613124297898465.post-7025556190227282172</id><published>2009-03-30T20:39:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:17:00.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would You Say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;For those of you who knew me during college, you know that I spent many of nights confined within the walls of the Frothy Monkey. I had many bible studies, pondering sessions, dates(?), cherishable conversations, chess matches, and sips of Jones Soda on the benches of that coffeehouse. For a few months during the summer between my undergrad and graduate program, I met with a friend named Megan Peters every week at the Frothy Monkey. I enjoyed many of the conversations I had with Megan; however, one sticks out in my mind above all the rest. One night she challenged me to answer the question, "Who is God to you?" using  approximately five key points. Although I had talked to God &lt;em&gt;often&lt;/em&gt;, and thought about him &lt;em&gt;even more&lt;/em&gt;, I had never really sat down and considered who He was to me. Sure, I had a picture in my mind about what He looked like (such as the cartoon-like pictures you see at VBS and Children's Church), but I had never really thought about describing him with words and verses and thoughts. After a week of searching through my bible and digging through my thoughts, this is what I came up with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;"I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone, O Lord, make me dwell in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;safety&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;." Psalms 4:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;" You are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forgiving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, O Lord, abounding in love to all who call to you. Hear my prayer, O Lord; Listen to my cry for mercy. In the day of my trouble I will call to you, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;will answer me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;." Psalms 86:5-7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; "Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everlasting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; God, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;creator&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary and his &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;understanding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no one can fathom. He&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;gives strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;to the weary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and increases the power of the weak..." Isaiah 40:28-29 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;"He is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atoning sacrifice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for our sins, and not only for ours, but also for the sins of the whole world." 1 John 2:2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;"God is&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;." 1 John 4:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;"For we do not have a high priest who is unable to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;sympathize&lt;/span&gt; with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are- yet was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;without sin&lt;/span&gt;."  Hebrews 4:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;"The Lord is my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;shepherd&lt;/span&gt;..." Psalms 23:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;"For you have been my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;refuge&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;strong tower&lt;/span&gt; against the foe."  Psalms 61:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;This week, I encourage you to think about 5 or so things God means to you too. Yours will probably look completely different yet very similar all at the same time. If someone were to ask you, what would you say?&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/3355613124297898465-7025556190227282172?l=hootknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/feeds/7025556190227282172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-someone-were-to-ask-you-what-would.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/7025556190227282172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/7025556190227282172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-someone-were-to-ask-you-what-would.html' title='What Would You Say?'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07340107627527501284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCDqnV17qI/AAAAAAAAACg/yT25hR9yvhY/S220/-1973763043_0650_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355613124297898465.post-289853107533229477</id><published>2009-03-13T22:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:10:34.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey, I'm Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="414" height="344" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e4dd5a372dcb6d28" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e4dd5a372dcb6d28&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/feeds/289853107533229477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/honey-im-home.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/289853107533229477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/289853107533229477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/honey-im-home.html' title='Honey, I&apos;m Home!'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07340107627527501284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCDqnV17qI/AAAAAAAAACg/yT25hR9yvhY/S220/-1973763043_0650_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355613124297898465.post-8548625978794864381</id><published>2009-02-26T15:40:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:14:32.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happiest tree I ever did see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacQ_j9ogDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/KaP-eOebeic/s1600-h/CIMG2180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacQ_j9ogDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/KaP-eOebeic/s320/CIMG2180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307229370050969650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Richard and Snowman waving goodbye before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heading off to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacRU_ytWSI/AAAAAAAAAIg/78D-BGedNJc/s1600-h/CIMG2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacRU_ytWSI/AAAAAAAAAIg/78D-BGedNJc/s320/CIMG2002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307229738298595618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I guess ballerinas have to pick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; their noses sometimes too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacQ_XnWZYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6wqpqfPMLPM/s1600-h/CIMG2073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacQ_XnWZYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6wqpqfPMLPM/s320/CIMG2073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307229366736283010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If the shoe fits . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacQ_Ifw8oI/AAAAAAAAAII/pFknWpMzWi8/s1600-h/CIMG1966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacQ_Ifw8oI/AAAAAAAAAII/pFknWpMzWi8/s320/CIMG1966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307229362677936770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's never a good idea to play volleyball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;while waiting to be seated @ a restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacQnv-rv-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/6-OVaQD4xdU/s1600-h/CIMG0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacQnv-rv-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/6-OVaQD4xdU/s320/CIMG0918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307228960959741922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are no words to describe this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacQ-1r9XdI/AAAAAAAAAIA/UCqOwz5uS2E/s1600-h/CIMG1967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacQ-1r9XdI/AAAAAAAAAIA/UCqOwz5uS2E/s320/CIMG1967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307229357628808658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacUiNYzXOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/DKQoBdYhU3M/s1600-h/brooklyn:michael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacUiNYzXOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/DKQoBdYhU3M/s320/brooklyn:michael.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307233263821216994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacQoebj-5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/o8pFWRvJets/s1600-h/CIMG1468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacQoebj-5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/o8pFWRvJets/s320/CIMG1468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307228973428898706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Practice run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacTZhHm4LI/AAAAAAAAAIw/nH4PlUX2ZGU/s1600-h/DSCF0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacTZhHm4LI/AAAAAAAAAIw/nH4PlUX2ZGU/s320/DSCF0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307232014987354290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When life gives you seashells . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacQoIucYjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/AGlFgRO152s/s1600-h/CIMG0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacQoIucYjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/AGlFgRO152s/s320/CIMG0958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307228967602512434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacRVKTW3iI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8h8e22-vqYg/s1600-h/swinging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacRVKTW3iI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8h8e22-vqYg/s320/swinging.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307229741119888930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay . . . maybe more sweet than funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacOOE8srPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/dxMuNZC6mlo/s1600-h/674269-R1-31-31_032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacOOE8srPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/dxMuNZC6mlo/s320/674269-R1-31-31_032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307226320888704242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot Donuts Now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacONwVHvkI/AAAAAAAAAGo/avFbe0oMBe4/s1600-h/CIMG0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacONwVHvkI/AAAAAAAAAGo/avFbe0oMBe4/s320/CIMG0931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307226315353996866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355613124297898465-8548625978794864381?l=hootknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/feeds/8548625978794864381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/02/funny-faces.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/8548625978794864381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/8548625978794864381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/02/funny-faces.html' title='Funny Faces'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07340107627527501284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCDqnV17qI/AAAAAAAAACg/yT25hR9yvhY/S220/-1973763043_0650_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SacQ_j9ogDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/KaP-eOebeic/s72-c/CIMG2180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355613124297898465.post-4788314778196628490</id><published>2009-02-23T21:23:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:11:06.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Random Things (only because I couldn't think of 25!!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. I crave the feeling of pink sand under my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. I heart anything berry (strawberries, blueberries, blackberries).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. I dislike cleaning nooks and crannies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. I want 3 children (2 of my own &amp;amp; 1 adopted from Russia). And yes, I already have their names picked out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. I have a passion for children with special needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. I lack self-confidence; however, I delight in being myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Jesus Christ is my Hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. I'm usually the one at the table that asks all the awkward personal questions- simply because I enjoy learning about people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. My husband tells me that I live each day 2 times (once in reality &amp;amp; again in my mind at the end of the day).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. I have an extremely hard time following movies; therefore, I am usually asleep within the first 30 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. I love to read, but never do because I am afraid I might miss something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. I am very loyal to my friends and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Each day, I strive to see people through the eyes of Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. I love to window shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. Lemon pie makes me happy in the summer; pecan pie warms my heart in the winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. Although I am quiet, I love to be around people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. I've never been good with cliches- I often find myself starting with one and ending with another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355613124297898465-4788314778196628490?l=hootknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/feeds/4788314778196628490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/02/17-random-things-only-because-i-couldnt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/4788314778196628490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/4788314778196628490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/02/17-random-things-only-because-i-couldnt.html' title='17 Random Things (only because I couldn&apos;t think of 25!!)'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07340107627527501284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCDqnV17qI/AAAAAAAAACg/yT25hR9yvhY/S220/-1973763043_0650_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355613124297898465.post-2933141161178450299</id><published>2009-02-21T16:52:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:13:35.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jambalaya, Crawfish Pie on the Bayou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Upon realizing that many of our friends from Sunday School had never experienced the sweet taste of King Cake, Richard and I decided to have a Louisiana Party complete with Tony Chachere's Jambalaya and a King Cake (courtesy of Julie Anne’s Bakery).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCHJuY7dJI/AAAAAAAAADg/MgKA7m4eNow/s1600-h/CIMG2358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCHJuY7dJI/AAAAAAAAADg/MgKA7m4eNow/s200/CIMG2358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305388962183607442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aaron &amp;amp; Kathryn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCKZGNp9cI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OckQgx7Z6KA/s1600-h/CIMG2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCKZGNp9cI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OckQgx7Z6KA/s200/CIMG2372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305392524811695554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt &amp;amp; Andrea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCS3RTnwTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHzvIV30z4I/s1600-h/CIMG2365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCS3RTnwTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHzvIV30z4I/s200/CIMG2365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305401839278604594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hale &amp;amp; Andy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaDZUIK_OGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/N5SaoctSBNo/s1600-h/CIMG2368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaDZUIK_OGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/N5SaoctSBNo/s200/CIMG2368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305479300856625250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erin &amp;amp; Bethany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCKvbMmCmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/KZFSCpVYPjw/s1600-h/CIMG2382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCKvbMmCmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/KZFSCpVYPjw/s200/CIMG2382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305392908401511010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you rather poop the baby OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buy the next King Cake??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCKY_VMUDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xBWtmGDXh8Y/s1600-h/CIMG2376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCKY_VMUDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xBWtmGDXh8Y/s200/CIMG2376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305392522964258866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Foshee's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCKYkVZ3qI/AAAAAAAAAEg/xxEUnj1NK_0/s1600-h/CIMG2385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCKYkVZ3qI/AAAAAAAAAEg/xxEUnj1NK_0/s200/CIMG2385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305392515717389986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asian Chris &amp;amp; Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Our Sunday School Teachers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCKvNRCiII/AAAAAAAAAE4/jTrgcAIBaTU/s1600-h/CIMG2375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCKvNRCiII/AAAAAAAAAE4/jTrgcAIBaTU/s200/CIMG2375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305392904662059138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I've Never . . ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCKYLLHhjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/OWiY7Ww56U0/s1600-h/CIMG2391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCKYLLHhjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/OWiY7Ww56U0/s200/CIMG2391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305392508963358258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jacob &amp;amp; Shanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(aka ARO Club Members)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCHy2s9KzI/AAAAAAAAADo/usX-bTrwnS4/s1600-h/CIMG2363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCHy2s9KzI/AAAAAAAAADo/usX-bTrwnS4/s200/CIMG2363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305389668789726002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin &amp;amp; Brandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(more members of the ARO Club)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCHzzdHkLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/72ukz0UkwZ4/s1600-h/CIMG2371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCHzzdHkLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/72ukz0UkwZ4/s200/CIMG2371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305389685097861298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fosh &amp;amp; Buster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCHzv5bH9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/OIcvLk88jMY/s1600-h/CIMG2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCHzv5bH9I/AAAAAAAAAEA/OIcvLk88jMY/s200/CIMG2369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305389684142841810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nate &amp;amp; Erin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(if  you forget someone's name in our SS Class, just call them Erin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;b/c there's a 50% chance you'll be right!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCHzBSpFkI/AAAAAAAAADw/6PYAfoieT7Y/s1600-h/CIMG2367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCHzBSpFkI/AAAAAAAAADw/6PYAfoieT7Y/s200/CIMG2367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305389671632148034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Posing in his "Not-so Girl Jeans"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCKX4Kc_QI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Ovlm5kqaR8k/s1600-h/CIMG2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCKX4Kc_QI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Ovlm5kqaR8k/s200/CIMG2392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305392503860296962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What a fun night?!  I think we should make it an annual event!!&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/3355613124297898465-2933141161178450299?l=hootknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/feeds/2933141161178450299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/02/jambalaya-crawfish-pie-on-bayou.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/2933141161178450299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/2933141161178450299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/02/jambalaya-crawfish-pie-on-bayou.html' title='Jambalaya, Crawfish Pie on the Bayou'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07340107627527501284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCDqnV17qI/AAAAAAAAACg/yT25hR9yvhY/S220/-1973763043_0650_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCHJuY7dJI/AAAAAAAAADg/MgKA7m4eNow/s72-c/CIMG2358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355613124297898465.post-4735525674725307094</id><published>2009-02-19T20:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:12:04.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I'm Loving These Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This inspires me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SZ4ZLccY4aI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vEQ_cZBwQpc/s1600-h/6a00d8358081ff69e20111685a2504970c-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SZ4ZLccY4aI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vEQ_cZBwQpc/s320/6a00d8358081ff69e20111685a2504970c-800wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304705095493542306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Too funny to pass up!  And yes, my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                            husband owns a pair (courtesy of his lovely wife)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SZ4ZLId8IOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PyMPpkO_IeM/s1600-h/il_fullxfull.52802260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SZ4ZLId8IOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PyMPpkO_IeM/s320/il_fullxfull.52802260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304705090131337442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Nashville Scarf (fitting, I think so?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SZ4ZK-P5q_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/p2FG8nNerQk/s1600-h/il_fullxfull.28148192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SZ4ZK-P5q_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/p2FG8nNerQk/s320/il_fullxfull.28148192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304705087388101618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Incredible Louisiana Artwork that I adore!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SZ4ZKyv6qyI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7mNObWSSO2s/s1600-h/2164_4315815874738737933_7921_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SZ4ZKyv6qyI/AAAAAAAAAAg/7mNObWSSO2s/s320/2164_4315815874738737933_7921_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304705084301159202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355613124297898465-4735525674725307094?l=hootknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/feeds/4735525674725307094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-im-loving-these-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/4735525674725307094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/4735525674725307094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-im-loving-these-days.html' title='Things I&apos;m Loving These Days'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07340107627527501284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCDqnV17qI/AAAAAAAAACg/yT25hR9yvhY/S220/-1973763043_0650_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SZ4ZLccY4aI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vEQ_cZBwQpc/s72-c/6a00d8358081ff69e20111685a2504970c-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3355613124297898465.post-2090699365785116585</id><published>2009-02-18T21:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:12:32.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brooklyn thinks her husband is pretty awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tonight we ate at the Texas Roadhouse with our friends, Kevin and Brandy.  It's a neat feeling living in a new place and already having dinner dates with the people we live beside AND go to church with!!   Now that I just want to lay belly-up from eating everything from peanuts to steak, I am left contemplating Kevin's statement, "You would be stupid to quit your job now."  That's all for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.s. We still love you Kevin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3355613124297898465-2090699365785116585?l=hootknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/feeds/2090699365785116585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/02/belly-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/2090699365785116585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3355613124297898465/posts/default/2090699365785116585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hootknows.blogspot.com/2009/02/belly-up.html' title='Belly-Up'/><author><name>Brooklyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07340107627527501284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zalW36rsmKI/SaCDqnV17qI/AAAAAAAAACg/yT25hR9yvhY/S220/-1973763043_0650_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
