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Daily Devotional'/><category term='24'/><category term='New title'/><category term='Willow Lake Driving Range'/><category term='Netflix'/><category term='Dieting'/><category term='Tidal Waves Rest.'/><category term='Mini-horses'/><category term='half marathons'/><category term='Silver Falls State Park'/><category term='Prince Caspian'/><category term='Purina Photo Contest'/><category term='Three Cups of Tea'/><category term='4th of July &apos;09'/><category term='Pugel'/><category term='Automatic External Defibrillator'/><category term='Rain'/><category term='burning wreath'/><category term='Toby'/><category term='Adam Shimer'/><category term='office'/><category term='Weigh Down Workshop'/><category term='Survivor China'/><category term='Doggie Play Day'/><category term='Parable of the Talents'/><category term='Taking Chance'/><category term='A Weis Writer'/><category term='Rhinestone'/><category term='50 Days in Heaven'/><category term='Socks for Homeless'/><category term='Salem Evangelical Church'/><category term='Christmas Tree'/><category term='Praying dogs'/><category term='criticism'/><category term='Blue Bloods'/><category term='Engagement party'/><category term='Survivor'/><category term='Sherri Ashcraft'/><category term='Wedding planning'/><category term='Blood Diamonds'/><category term='Dusty Bowers&apos; birthday'/><category term='Lincoln City'/><category term='February 13th'/><category term='Karaoke'/><category term='The Oscars'/><category term='humpback whales'/><category term='Fresh Water Turtles'/><category term='Rachael Ray'/><category term='spiritual food'/><title type='text'>WRITE STEPS   ~ Tammy Bowers</title><subtitle type='html'>Write Steps with God: Weaving seeds of truth into entertaining stories that witness to a secular world.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>359</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-1931401618119835298</id><published>2012-02-08T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T18:54:32.195-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praying dogs'/><title type='text'>Dog Prayers</title><content type='html'>Praying dogs are so cute! &lt;a href="http://www.dogwork.com/prybrme8/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out this link&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I now want to teach my dogs to pray. My daughter is super good at teaching her dogs tricks. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grand dogs&lt;/span&gt; can crawl, twirl circles, high five, and play dead when she shoots her finger at them, plus the regular sit, stay come. I'm sure they would pick up praying as they aren't heathen dogs at all, but good Christian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grand dogs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-1931401618119835298?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1931401618119835298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=1931401618119835298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1931401618119835298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1931401618119835298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2012/02/dog-prayers.html' title='Dog Prayers'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-5326922280069547379</id><published>2012-02-03T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T10:57:45.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wood stove'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan&apos;s Back'/><title type='text'>Where for art thou blog update?</title><content type='html'>It's been weeks since I've posted.  Not because of a lack of subjects, but due to a lack of time. On 1-20-12, I had planned a very romantic post about the 32&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; anniversary of my first kiss with a 19 year old jock named Dan, who I married 33 months later. (Man, that boy was slow to put a ring on it.)  Since the date has come and gone, I'll save the idea for next year.  A couple other randoms post ideas will also be saved for later.  If I have time.  Why is time more of a challenge the older I get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my lack of blogging excuses:&lt;br /&gt;1) I am swamped at work, it's super stressful and busy right now. I often feel mentally spent.&lt;br /&gt;2) Lack of lunch time. I either go to Curves to workout at lunch or I work straight through because work is so busy.  So no more blogging at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BOC&lt;/span&gt; time.  This is the good thing. I've been doing lots of writing on my manuscripts and am excited about what God is helping me write.&lt;br /&gt;4) Precepts homework.  I absolutely love the things I'm learning about the book of Daniel.  I should put more time into it.&lt;br /&gt;5) Lots of house stuff. My poor husband's back has gone out on him several times in a row. He usually helps with unloading the dishwasher and vacuuming upstairs, dusting and garbage's. But he is so miserable that he can't help as much as usual.   So I have a few more house tasks than normal.  You sure don't know how much a person does for you until they can no longer do it. Dan's debilitating back pain has made me appreciate him even more than usual. Is that weird?&lt;br /&gt;6) Our furnace has died.  We've been using our wood stove every night for fires. A space heater warms the upstairs pretty well. The roaring fire keeps every thing nice and cozy.  It's been kind of fun.  Except for the many trips outside for firewood.  That wood is about to run out and I don't know if I'm strong enough to chop logs small enough for our wood stove.   Dusty will have to chop enough this weekend to last us until the new heat pump gets installed next week sometime. (Dusty leaves Wednesday for the Holy Lands—post to follow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned Dan's back above. It has gone out 3 times in 32 days, and he's yet to recover. He's been in a lot of pain and walking crooked.  I feel so bad for him. He'll see a neurosurgeon soon. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lazer&lt;/span&gt; spine institute in another state has his records and are recommending a couple procedures. I ask for prayer. Dan is miserable and needs relief.  But which procedure and which doctor is best?  God is not the author of confusion, so we pray for clear direction.  And speed.  Forty days of hurt, unable to bend over, sleep well, live normally, etc.  just wears on a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. that's the update from my house.  Hopefully, I'll post again soon about Dusty's trip to Israel and back surgery for Dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-5326922280069547379?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5326922280069547379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=5326922280069547379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/5326922280069547379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/5326922280069547379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2012/02/where-for-art-thou-blog-update.html' title='Where for art thou blog update?'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-4690492318666977928</id><published>2012-01-17T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T10:54:32.425-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kevin Bacon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fallen soldiers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taking Chance'/><title type='text'>Emotional Air Travel</title><content type='html'>My work travels have been whittled down to a science. Sparse packing for light carry on. Where to park my car that always has open spots and an easy out.   I even go to the same area of the Economy Parking Lot every time, so I'll never have to try and remember where I parked.  I also try to sit in the same area of the plane for quick exiting once stopped.  I'm always super anxious to zip home when I return from a work trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this past week was different. All my intentions were discarded at the Denver airport. Somber emotions set in at the gate when precious cargo loaded onto our plane.  The flashing red lights from several airport security vehicles drew my attention, along with my fellow plane mates. A big black SUV and a black hearse were also parked on the tarmac next to my plane. Numerous TSA employees lined up and my plane's captains went down and joined them. Soon military officials in dress uniform stood in formation and saluted as a coffin loaded onto our plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I boarded, I spotted two army soldiers sitting in the from row of economy. They dressed in their fancy uniforms complete with army berets tilted to the side.  Their somber mood filled the whole plane.  The captain announced we were carrying a fallen solder home to his family. The captain asked everyone to remain seated when we landed in Portland, allowing the soldiers to exit first.  Passengers on our silent plane gladly complied.  Even after the soldiers were gone, we all just sat there a few moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon disembarking, I found passengers at the gate who were waiting to board, enthralled at the window. Just as we had been in Denver.  Seated men stood and swiped off their hats. But what really amazed me, the passengers on my plane didn't whisk away once disembarked. Most stopped to pay homage to the man who gave his life for our country.  Some with hands over hearts and many of us with tears in our eyes, just stood in silence paying respect to a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scene from the Denver airport replayed outside the Portland windows. Flashing lights, black SUV's transporting numerous army soldiers in dress uniform, and TSA employees lining up.  The solders marched to the plane and laid a flag across the coffin, then picked it up and marched it to a waiting hearse—white this time. Their marching and saluting were carried out with extreme precision. No half efforts. They gave it all they had. It really moved us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/movies/taking-chance/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taking Chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, starring Kevin Bacon, is based on a true story. After witnessing  first hand the highest ritual of honor given for transporting a fallen solider, I can testify that the movie didn't ham anything up.  It is totally realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't seen it yet, watch &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/movies/taking-chance/index.html#/movies/taking-chance/article/original-article.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taking Chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  I think it's a great way to honor all of our American Military...the fallen and active who have the daunting task of taking heroes home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V8E9c7zszcE/TxW8f-kdA4I/AAAAAAAAC-4/5c5VGOT4Z7A/s1600/taking%2Bchance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V8E9c7zszcE/TxW8f-kdA4I/AAAAAAAAC-4/5c5VGOT4Z7A/s400/taking%2Bchance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698668161065091970" 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/7837089277407398529-4690492318666977928?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4690492318666977928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=4690492318666977928' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4690492318666977928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4690492318666977928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2012/01/emotional-air-travel.html' title='Emotional Air Travel'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V8E9c7zszcE/TxW8f-kdA4I/AAAAAAAAC-4/5c5VGOT4Z7A/s72-c/taking%2Bchance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-3402471717589858395</id><published>2012-01-06T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T14:24:51.309-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guggul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weightloss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WebMD'/><title type='text'>Guggul what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Confession time. I like fads.  I think it's fun to jump on various band wagons. I might not stay long, or I might hop on pretty late, but I admit to playing around with fads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why not try the newest weight loss supplement called guggul.   Actually, it's been undergoing testing since 2008, but I've never heard of it before this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Apparently guggul comes from the sap of Commiphora mukel trees in India and is a natural supplement to help lower cholesterol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SRZzaMFabbo/TwdxIdKNYjI/AAAAAAAAC-U/FHAXQxHC7mA/s1600/guggul%2Bsap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SRZzaMFabbo/TwdxIdKNYjI/AAAAAAAAC-U/FHAXQxHC7mA/s400/guggul%2Bsap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694644643913622066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One nice side affect when doubling the dose is that it causes weight loss due to increased thyroid function.   (They had me at hello.)   Guggul allegedly stimulates the thyroid to produce the hormone which increases metabolism.  Yep, I'm caught hook, line and sinker. Now heading to Whole Foods to buy some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VUGX4aY6YAY/TwdxORtVe9I/AAAAAAAAC-g/xL7sfxuOUIQ/s1600/Guggul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VUGX4aY6YAY/TwdxORtVe9I/AAAAAAAAC-g/xL7sfxuOUIQ/s400/Guggul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694644743918943186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Per &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.webmd.com/vitamins-supplements/ingredientmono-591-GUGGUL.aspx?activeIngredientId=591&amp;amp;activeIngredientName=GUGGUL"&gt;WebMD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, don't take guggul if on estrogen or birth control, as they interact.  There is something about not taking it if you've battled cancer before. I'm not sure why, but since I don't need to worry about any of those, I'm going to give guggul a try.  I will heed WebMD's advice about not taking it longer  than 24 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I also read an important tip on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" href="http://fat-burners.realsolutionsmag.com/fat-burner-Guggul-Lipid.html"&gt;Real Solutions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, to purchase guggul standardized to 25 mg guggulsterones (also spelled gugulsterones and guggalsterones.) For weight loss, 30 to 60 mg should be taken with each meal.  So that's 180 mg a day. The picture of the bottle below shows 750 mg, but only 2.5% guggul.  I hope Whole Foods carries a more potent brand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qZ3QKCeW32k/Twdw9NBOgNI/AAAAAAAAC-I/eP9mZpYaH_M/s1600/guggues%2Best.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qZ3QKCeW32k/Twdw9NBOgNI/AAAAAAAAC-I/eP9mZpYaH_M/s400/guggues%2Best.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694644450602418386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It will be fun to give this a try.  I'll keep you posted and visa versa, if you like fads too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-3402471717589858395?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3402471717589858395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=3402471717589858395' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3402471717589858395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3402471717589858395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2012/01/guggul-what.html' title='Guggul what?'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SRZzaMFabbo/TwdxIdKNYjI/AAAAAAAAC-U/FHAXQxHC7mA/s72-c/guggul%2Bsap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-1399407120620909099</id><published>2012-01-01T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T13:23:55.923-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biggest Loser Contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOC time'/><title type='text'>New Years Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm keeping it simple this year. Not the usual page long to-do list for the upcoming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;year. Instead, I'm just making 4 simple resolutions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1) Lose 25 pounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2) Consistent diet and exercise to keep the weight off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3) Consistent Bible reading. (I usually study my Bible 3 or 4 times a week. My pastor challenged us to spend 30 minutes a day with God. Just 15 minutes of reading then 15 minutes in prayer. That's not a lot—very doable.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4) Finish writing book 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How will I accomplish these goals? Well, I'm joining Curves tomorrow. I have new thyroid medicine that will hopefully counteract my slow thyroid function, and I started a big diet today. In exactly 3 months, I'm going on a Caribbean cruise, so that is a big incentive. And a whole bunch of us from work are doing a Biggest Loser contest. That's a second incentive. As usual, I don't think I'll have trouble losing the weight. The hard part begins when I get home from the cruise. How to keep that weight off? How do I continue the motivation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To finish writing book 4, I'll need a lot of BOC time. In writer's speak, that stands for Butt On Chair. But, BOC time counteracts with consistent exercise. Hence my new Curves Membership. The Curves circuit workout takes 30 minutes and I can do it at lunch time. No way it should interfere with my BOC time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, I have a plan. Please God, give me the discipline to actually do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-1399407120620909099?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1399407120620909099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=1399407120620909099' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1399407120620909099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1399407120620909099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Years Resolutions'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-1497773110656553909</id><published>2011-12-28T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T14:19:31.199-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='War Horse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Bought a Zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mission Impossible 4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sherlock Holmes 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Movie Reviews</title><content type='html'>We always see lots of movies over the holidays.  The movies this year did not disappoint. Here are the top 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;4&lt;/span&gt;th place, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes, Game of Shadows. &lt;/span&gt; This second Sherlock Holmes movie is way better than the first. Lots of action and some laughs, I liked it okay, but my son and brother thought it was awesome!  Definitely a boy movie. Again, way better than the first and I enjoyed watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5WkH4LiuhA/TvuTSrQWzuI/AAAAAAAAC98/75ZKdwE-cRY/s1600/sherlock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5WkH4LiuhA/TvuTSrQWzuI/AAAAAAAAC98/75ZKdwE-cRY/s400/sherlock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691304503171010274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3&lt;/span&gt;rd place is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mission Impossible, Ghost Protocol. &lt;/span&gt;Rest assured the title of Ghost Protocol has nothing to do with ghosts and supernatural. This 4th installment of Mission Impossible is better than the 2nd and 3rd, in my opinion. It had lots of action, a few laughs, lots of fighting, and crazy impossible stunts. Although not realistic, which doesn't concern me in the least, I liked it.    I'd recommend this movie to those who enjoyed the first Mission Impossible.  Although not totally necessary, the history in the 3rd movie may be helpful to understand the 4th. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aggxSWJFCLQ/TvuTKIdVOvI/AAAAAAAAC9w/MCdlbOvP0_Q/s1600/missimp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 375px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aggxSWJFCLQ/TvuTKIdVOvI/AAAAAAAAC9w/MCdlbOvP0_Q/s400/missimp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691304356391238386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nd place goes to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We Bought a Zoo&lt;/span&gt;.  Loved it!!!!  Based on a true story, this was a great film.  I now want to visit the Rosemoor Wildlife Park in Southern California.  When researching the exact location of this zoo, I learned it's real name is Dartmoor Zoological Park and it's located in England.   (Bummer.)  According to the articles I read on line—so they gotta be true—the movie is super close to the real story if you exclude the name and location change.  Regardless, it's moving, heartwarming, and romantic with good animal care...everything I adore in a story.  Lots of humor too, so I highly recommend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We Bought a Zoo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YzNJt0KmTn8/TvuS_5icWjI/AAAAAAAAC9k/I3-YkXJmZHg/s1600/zoo-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 375px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YzNJt0KmTn8/TvuS_5icWjI/AAAAAAAAC9k/I3-YkXJmZHg/s400/zoo-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691304180587452978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;st place by a mile goes to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;War Horse.&lt;/span&gt; None of the others even come close. The cinematography was spectacular and the heart wrenching story moved me immensely.  Some parts I could barely watch—it hurt so much to see horses worked to death in war.  Other parts were pure joy.  I want to own this movie on Blu-ray when released, but honestly, as a serious and deep animal lover, I don't know if my heart could handle watching it again. Does that make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7q9KfBv0V5Q/TvuS1qFJeRI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/3vbX-eKv4lM/s1600/war-horse-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 375px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7q9KfBv0V5Q/TvuS1qFJeRI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/3vbX-eKv4lM/s400/war-horse-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691304004639357202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the Holiday movie season...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-1497773110656553909?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1497773110656553909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=1497773110656553909' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1497773110656553909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1497773110656553909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/12/movie-reviews.html' title='Movie Reviews'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5WkH4LiuhA/TvuTSrQWzuI/AAAAAAAAC98/75ZKdwE-cRY/s72-c/sherlock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-2779179022509524653</id><published>2011-12-21T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T10:01:07.630-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gingerbread train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merry CHRISTmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas started early at my house, when Bree and Curtis came for a week on 12-07-11.  We had a couple parties, went to the movies, ate at their favorite restaurant...what a great week.When they flew out, it  felt like Christmas was over—like I should take the decorations down.  This week I am finally getting back in the mood, but come 12-26, those decorations are outta here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IqY5sX49v0/TvLcFv51NBI/AAAAAAAAC80/BL0vfR_lgUo/s1600/group%2Bfunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688851270638842898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IqY5sX49v0/TvLcFv51NBI/AAAAAAAAC80/BL0vfR_lgUo/s400/group%2Bfunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My two dogs love the excitement of lots of guests and treats at Christmas.  Even my mom's dog, JellyBean, was invited to our little party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vwUZajlqatI/TvLb-NMBLII/AAAAAAAAC8o/lTUKvsD8Pr4/s1600/Boedy%2B%2526%2BEllie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688851141060799618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vwUZajlqatI/TvLb-NMBLII/AAAAAAAAC8o/lTUKvsD8Pr4/s400/Boedy%2B%2526%2BEllie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QUa1d_ne7wY/TvNtQMrCnNI/AAAAAAAAC9M/Asf7hWalCZc/s1600/jelly%2Bbean%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QUa1d_ne7wY/TvNtQMrCnNI/AAAAAAAAC9M/Asf7hWalCZc/s400/jelly%2Bbean%2B005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689010879346154706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JellyBean is a little blurry with my mom's old camera, but what a sweet picture of Ellie and Boedy taken by Bree and her amazing camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z_TlFbtZz-8/TvLbnOFwDjI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/dt8IxnBwjFA/s1600/Ellie%2Bsweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688850746165956146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z_TlFbtZz-8/TvLbnOFwDjI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/dt8IxnBwjFA/s400/Ellie%2Bsweet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had a fun gingerbread building contest. After dividing into two teams, boys against the girls, with my mom as team captain for the boys team, we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; had 20 minutes to put together and decorate a gingerbread train. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom and Bree are gingerbread experts, so they were team captains. Below is the boy's finished product.  Obviously they lost. Unfortunately before snapping a picture of the classy and elegant girl's train, I sent it home with Lori, my sister. There was no question that the girl's train won. It wasn't over done.  The boys tried to use all the available supplies to decorate their train.  :)   What fun, laughs, competitive trash talk, and joy comes from our various contests/games we play each year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688851471571510402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sb3kKHmyG-o/TvLcRcb6ZII/AAAAAAAAC9A/WVeglsKp-qE/s400/BOYS%2BTRAIN.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Below is Kelli and Bree. Kelli, my niece, is home from nursing school in Colorado.  Such pretty girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-JwjN_nfJQ/TvLbYCTyfXI/AAAAAAAAC74/VO9DuYHe-fQ/s1600/Bree%2B%2526%2BKelli%2Bcute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688850485305572722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-JwjN_nfJQ/TvLbYCTyfXI/AAAAAAAAC74/VO9DuYHe-fQ/s400/Bree%2B%2526%2BKelli%2Bcute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the blessing of Christ's birth fill your hearts and minds this Christmas.&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-2779179022509524653?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2779179022509524653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=2779179022509524653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/2779179022509524653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/2779179022509524653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IqY5sX49v0/TvLcFv51NBI/AAAAAAAAC80/BL0vfR_lgUo/s72-c/group%2Bfunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-8044835317940968304</id><published>2011-12-12T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T10:45:11.004-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thyroid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hypothalamus'/><title type='text'>Nasty Thyroid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The lump on my thyroid has grown again and my thyroid function has slowed down.  Errr!!!!  No wonder I've been gaining weight.  When the non-cancerous tumor was first detected, it was a size 2.1. At the next ultrasound, it grew to 2.9, then 3.1 and now it's up to a 3.4.  If it reaches 4.0, they will remove my whole thyroid.  I don't want that at all.  The thyroid is too important—it regulates metabolism and weight. Plus surgical removal will leave a nasty scar.  I need a good thyroid!!!!  My doctor prescribed a different prescription, so hopefully when I reach my New Year's weight loss goal, I will have an easier time maintaining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fslwiiSIUUA/TuZIwMbQg-I/AAAAAAAAC7s/kdgxfXU930c/s1600/thyroid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fslwiiSIUUA/TuZIwMbQg-I/AAAAAAAAC7s/kdgxfXU930c/s400/thyroid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685311572408304610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thyroid"&gt;thyroid is a butterfly shaped gland&lt;/a&gt; that producing hormones to stimulate the hypothalamus.  The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypothalamus"&gt;hypothalamus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;controls hunger, metabolic rate, sleep, fatigue, and more.    In the last year, I have had so much trouble sleeping, now I wonder if my poor thyroid function is to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just more thing to be thankful for in Heaven.  No more dieting, no more weight loss worries, no more fatigue, no more sleep deprivation, no more health issues!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-8044835317940968304?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8044835317940968304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=8044835317940968304' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8044835317940968304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8044835317940968304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/12/nasty-thyroid.html' title='Nasty Thyroid'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fslwiiSIUUA/TuZIwMbQg-I/AAAAAAAAC7s/kdgxfXU930c/s72-c/thyroid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-6501285412916540339</id><published>2011-12-06T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:19:38.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Socks for Homeless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeless gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merry CHRISTmas'/><title type='text'>Homeless Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last year at Christmas, I posted about &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://writesteps.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2010-01-01T00:00:00-08:00&amp;amp;updated-max=2011-01-01T00:00:00-08:00&amp;amp;max-results=44"&gt;my mom's gift bag idea for the homeless&lt;/a&gt;. We made up gift sacs to hand to the homeless people on street corners.  We made them pretty late, so the week of Christmas and New Year, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we had trouble finding homeless people.  They seem to disappear the week of Christmas. Perhaps they find shelter from the Oregon cold and don't want to give up their beds through Christmas.   We made sure to put them together nice and early this year.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WfzHcBDB94c/Tt8An94Z_rI/AAAAAAAAC7U/tQI1nQVYcng/s1600/Peace%2Bwith%2BGod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683261941390900914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WfzHcBDB94c/Tt8An94Z_rI/AAAAAAAAC7U/tQI1nQVYcng/s400/Peace%2Bwith%2BGod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I understand a big problem for homeless people is keeping their feet dry.  With holes in shoes and the wet Oregon weather, various gross foot infections plague the homeless.  Someone told me not to hand out money, instead give a granola bar stuffed in a pair of socks. What a great idea!!!!  Mom and I bought a big pack of socks from Costco and added a pair to each &lt;/span&gt;homeless&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think it's easy to tell the difference between a true homeless person and a &lt;/span&gt;scammer&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; clean clothes with their car parked nearby.   I save my sock gift sacs for the true homeless. &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D-sDamBknxY/Tt8Ary0obyI/AAAAAAAAC7g/7crjJTN1OF8/s1600/ingredients.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683262007141756706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D-sDamBknxY/Tt8Ary0obyI/AAAAAAAAC7g/7crjJTN1OF8/s400/ingredients.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Crackers, candy, socks, granola bar, and little Bible track about Jesus make up our gift bags.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NukVZLs0ujg/Tt8AhL4iywI/AAAAAAAAC7I/0fdbFAJX-N8/s1600/name%2Btag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683261824890489602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NukVZLs0ujg/Tt8AhL4iywI/AAAAAAAAC7I/0fdbFAJX-N8/s400/name%2Btag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The poor picture above is supposed to show the gift &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tag. &lt;/span&gt; It reads, "From Jesus."  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pf3EbKHQbE/Tt8AccEww_I/AAAAAAAAC68/ggmj8p6eWm4/s1600/completed%2Bproduct.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683261743337358322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pf3EbKHQbE/Tt8AccEww_I/AAAAAAAAC68/ggmj8p6eWm4/s400/completed%2Bproduct.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We made up 10 gift bags with men's socks, and 5 with ladies socks.  We've already started passing them out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The homeless recipients are so grateful to receive a Christmas present.   It's really fun to watch their surprise and joy.  It blesses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish this would catch on and more people would join us in this Christmas present endeavor. It's cheap, easy, and a help for the recipients. Plus, I hope it's a way to witness to really hurting people who need Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry CHRISTmas. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-6501285412916540339?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6501285412916540339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=6501285412916540339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6501285412916540339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6501285412916540339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/12/homeless-gifts.html' title='Homeless Gifts'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WfzHcBDB94c/Tt8An94Z_rI/AAAAAAAAC7U/tQI1nQVYcng/s72-c/Peace%2Bwith%2BGod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-7629981047829728541</id><published>2011-12-05T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T15:15:17.330-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dumb post'/><title type='text'>Dumb Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy 9th birthday today, to my dog, Boedy.  After losing Ladybug earlier this year, I've come to appreciate an animal's birthday.  So please allow me one day to honor an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;amazingly obedient and smart dog.  He can even jump through hula hoops. No joke.  When Bree and Kristi were juniors or seniors, they taught him to jump off the ottoman and through a hula hoop. He can still do it, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q8u9heVk0UQ/Tt1N1zEjO2I/AAAAAAAAC6w/QFiTUOiKCbw/s1600/Boedy%2B%2526%2Bcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q8u9heVk0UQ/Tt1N1zEjO2I/AAAAAAAAC6w/QFiTUOiKCbw/s400/Boedy%2B%2526%2Bcake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682783891449133922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And no, I did not let him eat chocolate cake to celebrate. But hot dogs and bologna will be his dinner tonight. Happy birthday, Boedy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-7629981047829728541?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7629981047829728541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=7629981047829728541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7629981047829728541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7629981047829728541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/12/dumb-post.html' title='Dumb Post'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q8u9heVk0UQ/Tt1N1zEjO2I/AAAAAAAAC6w/QFiTUOiKCbw/s72-c/Boedy%2B%2526%2Bcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-4083921119572511678</id><published>2011-11-28T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T16:25:17.909-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fred Meyer Sock Sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Macy&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Friday'/><title type='text'>Caught up in Black Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's took 3 days to recuperate from my Black Friday shopping.  Black Fridays are so out of control, it's total madness.  A madness that's easy to get caught in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7j3uq7uTAR8/TtQkTYpY3UI/AAAAAAAAC6k/1_el1bxyMkE/s1600/Star%2BTrec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7j3uq7uTAR8/TtQkTYpY3UI/AAAAAAAAC6k/1_el1bxyMkE/s400/Star%2BTrec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680204945473199426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At 10 PM on Thanksgiving Day, my Black Friday shopping started at WalMart.  I took my mother to get just a couple things and some half priced DVD's.  At the Salem WalMart a 6-year-old girl was stepped on by several people grabbing color printers.  And I personally got in a little tiff with a clerk.  She was trying to direct traffic so people would walk on the right. Problem was there was a blockage on the right, so I had to go left.  She kept stepping in front of me as I tried to side-step around her. She didn't listen when I explained the blockage on other side prevented passage. In irritation, I finally darted around her.  Later that night I laid in bed asking myself what on earth I was thinking—totally embarrassed. Even if I had to walk to a different aisle, I should have.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In the picture below, at least those people are staying behind the guards holding them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oWFPpdA0YLI/TtQkQJr4RnI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/ySfz6HPBhnc/s1600/black_friday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oWFPpdA0YLI/TtQkQJr4RnI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/ySfz6HPBhnc/s400/black_friday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680204889917507186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fortunately, the WalMart excursion was the worst experience of the whole night.  I saved about $10 whole dollars at WalMart, but I wasn't there for me.  I needed to take my mom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After WalMart, we went to Macy's, they opened at Midnight.  It wasn't that crowded and they weren't out of things in seconds. Macy's was fun at Midnight and there I saved $270.  Totally worth it!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Next I took  mom to Old Navy and Target.  She needed a few more items.   We arrived home around 2:45 AM.  Fully dressed, I climbed in my spare bed and set the alarm for 5 AM.  Problem was, I couldn't go to sleep. My mind was so wound up (probably still fretting about my tiff with a WalMart clerk.)  I think I fell asleep around 3:30 or 4 AM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At the sound of the 5 AM alarm, I jumped up and slipped on my shoes, brushed my teeth and hair, and was out the door by 5:10 for Bi-Mart.  They had some name brand kitchen appliances on sale 50% off, but there were no crowds.  Yeah!  I saved around $35 there. My Black Friday shopping ended at Fred Meyer, where I saved approximately $70.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At 6:30 AM, I arrived home, washed off the make up, put on my jammies and went to bed. I slept until 11:00 AM.  It took two nights to get back into my normal sleeping pattern.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'd like to say Black Friday is just not worth it, but saving about $375 is pretty darn good.  I just wish all the stores would not try to out do each other and keep opening earlier and earlier. It really is madness.   And if you wait to go during normal hours, the limited supply is gone.  Many items were already snatched up in seconds when we went to WalMart at 10:00 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the stores are going to come up with next year to out do each other.  It really is crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-4083921119572511678?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4083921119572511678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=4083921119572511678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4083921119572511678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4083921119572511678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/11/caught-up-in-black-friday.html' title='Caught up in Black Friday'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7j3uq7uTAR8/TtQkTYpY3UI/AAAAAAAAC6k/1_el1bxyMkE/s72-c/Star%2BTrec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-6753700657680266647</id><published>2011-11-22T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T11:01:24.484-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 Days in Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randy Alcorn'/><title type='text'>Are you Thankful for Heaven?</title><content type='html'>With Heaven and Thanksgiving at the forefront of my mind right now, I thought it would be nice to post an article I wrote several years ago.  It was the very first thing I ever sold and published.  But that isn't why it's special to me. It's special because it gets me truly excited for Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you Thankful for Heaven?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanksgiving is the time to give thanks. What are you the most thankful for? Salvation, family, America and our freedom? Perhaps your job or health? These are blessings we should be thankful for, but what about your future home, a city you’ve never seen? We’ve heard of the lovely streets of gold and the great feast in Heaven. It’s beauty and luxury will be awesome. Yet Heaven is much more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your Thanksgiving dinner table chances are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No one would include Heaven on their most thankful list.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not every family member present is saved. Most Christians have an unsaved sibling or cousin. Perhaps you're the only Christian in your family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So this year at Thanksgiving, take the opportunity to share some of the wonders of Heaven. Go around the table and ask, “What are you thankful for?” When it’s your turn, share heavenly details. It could be an excellent witnessing tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten reasons why Heaven should be on every Christian’s MOST thankful list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Being with God—worship Him in person. See a cool rainbow above His throne. See Christ and the Holy Ghost in the Trinity. The President will not come to your house for dinner; or invite you to his. But God will. The numero uno guy of all creation from the beginning of time has invited us to be His guest. (Rev. 4:3, Rev. 21:3—6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) People. More important than seeing angels or living in mansions, are the people we are united with in Heaven. That’s truly why Heaven will be so great. If you haven’t seen your own child, parents, or grandparents in ten, twenty, or thirty years, the reunion that waits is sweeter than anything tangible.  (Luke 16:9, I Thes. 4:13—18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) There will be amazing sights. Living creatures that have eyes all over their bodies, creatures that talk and fly, horses with heads like lions, innumerable angels, cherubim, an inheritance, and treasure for each person according to their earthly deeds. Water like glass and a living fountain. A new earth. How great it will be to see these strange sights. (I King 19:15, Matt 6:19—21, Matt 13:44, Heb. 9:5, I Peter 1:4, Rev. 4 &amp;amp; 5, Rev. 7:17, Rev. 9:17, Matt 19:21, Rev. 21:1—6.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) God is the same yesterday, today, and forever. God is the great creator. Combine those two facts and ponder them. Will He continue to create in Heaven or just abruptly stop? Eternity is a very long time. Creating new mountains to explore, new tropical paradises to enjoy, new animal species, or recreational events to entertain, are all part of God’s nature. Everything will always be new. What a blast Heaven will be! (Gen. 14:22, Heb. 13:8, Rom 1:25, Rev. 21:5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Party. Every time a new loved one enters Heaven, a grand celebration occurs. Ever hear the saying, “I’d rather party with the sinners in hell, than sing with the saints in Heaven”?  Don’t believe this evil lie birthed in the depths of hell. The real jubilation is in Heaven where “eternal joy and pleasure” reside. (Psalm 16:11, Psalm 96:11, Isaiah 66:14, Psalm 68:4, John 14:1-3, John 16:22, Luke 14:15, Luke 15:10, Rev. 19:9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Heaven is “better by far” than anything we could imagine. Think of the most fantastic thing you can and know this; Heaven is “better by far!” (Phil 1:23b, Heb 11:16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Meeting historical figures. Even if someone wanted to, they couldn't sit and visit anyone in hell. Loneliness and darkness fills hell. However, it will be possible to visit with historical Christians in Heaven. Do you want to ask Enoch to explain how he came to be “no more?” Thank Honest Abe or listen to Mother Teresa’s stories? Won’t it be fun to walk on the water with Peter and Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) If you’ve suffered poor health, you may look forward to what we become in Heaven the most, over what we'll see. Our new heavenly bodies will never feel pain, never slowly deteriorate and die. No more mourning, no funerals, no saying goodbye. No sickness, no fear, no weight gain, no more emotional hurts. No back pain, no diabetes, no blindness, no wheel chairs. God Himself will personally wipe away our tears and we’ll never feel sorrow again. We’ll always feel phenomenal. (I Cor. 15:50—58, Rev. 7:17, Rev. 21:4—5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) No more sin. No more guilt, no more confession, no embarrassing secrets to conceal, or temptations to battle with. Gone is the sinful nature. How truly marvelous it will be to shed that ugly creature!  (Col.1: 5 &amp;amp; Rev. 20:15—20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) It’s not hell. There are only two choices of where to move when we leave this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hell that is filled with pain, torture, fire, loneliness, blackness, and sulfur—all of which are never-ending. The loneliness, blackness, and pain are so horrible, it’s difficult to fully comprehend. The hopelessness of no relief in store must be unbearable. (Luke 16:19—31) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Or Heaven, which is better by far than a golden cruise ship filled with all our loved ones and famous people that we desire to meet. Euphoric ports of call to explore each day and grand gala’s at night with amazing buffets, where we’ve been invited to sit at the head table with the Captain, all while mysterious creatures fly about serenading. Every day is new and pain free. Heaven is better by far than any Xanadu we can conjure.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Heaven real to you or like a fairy tale? Consider the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meditate on Heaven with Lord, so that it becomes alive in your mind and helps shift your focus from earth to eternal paradise. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study the above scriptures and pray.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Randy Alcorn’s books "Heaven" or the shorter version, “50 Days in Heaven". Also his book, "The Treasure Principle" is truly life changing!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;It may be frightening to move to a new state or country where everyone is a stranger. Praise the Lord our move to Heaven is not scary. It is to be greatly anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider adding your future home—Heaven—to your MOST thankful list this Thanksgiving. It’s going to be a blast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-6753700657680266647?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6753700657680266647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=6753700657680266647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6753700657680266647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6753700657680266647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/11/are-you-thankful-for-heaven.html' title='Are you Thankful for Heaven?'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-6392574284156354321</id><published>2011-11-11T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T10:01:25.144-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://www.weather.com/activities/health/coldandflu/season/treatment.html'/><title type='text'>Sick Again</title><content type='html'>What's wrong with me? I am sicker than a dog...again. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LWF8k-b7gbg/Tr1eXQngQxI/AAAAAAAAC6A/JdSGXq77JwE/s1600/sicker%2Bthan%2Ba%2Bdog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LWF8k-b7gbg/Tr1eXQngQxI/AAAAAAAAC6A/JdSGXq77JwE/s400/sicker%2Bthan%2Ba%2Bdog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673794859247354642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am not a vitamin person. Never have been. But this year, I started taking multivitamins. I think it was May when I started with a gummy vitamin and have stuck with it.  Since May, I've had a couple colds, the flu, pneumonia, and now I'm sick again.  Another bad cold——ear ache, sinus gunk, and coughing has taken over my body.  In the last six months, I've been sicker, or had more illnesses than I've had in the last 6 years.  It's crazy and I am sick it!!!!   I didn't find any answers in my Google search as to the cause, but I did find a nice website comparing flu and cold. &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.weather.com/activities/health/coldandflu/season/treatment.html"&gt;Click here to view. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j9S0XbsNEaw/Tr1g4kAhjlI/AAAAAAAAC6M/fqNCJPXrtPM/s1600/cold_flu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j9S0XbsNEaw/Tr1g4kAhjlI/AAAAAAAAC6M/fqNCJPXrtPM/s400/cold_flu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673797630411509330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Summer is over, so flu and cold season begins.  Begins?  Are they crazy?  I can't go through this all winter long.   What's a girl to do to prevent sickness?  I guess I need to stop taking my vitamins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-6392574284156354321?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6392574284156354321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=6392574284156354321' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6392574284156354321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6392574284156354321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/11/sick-again.html' title='Sick Again'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LWF8k-b7gbg/Tr1eXQngQxI/AAAAAAAAC6A/JdSGXq77JwE/s72-c/sicker%2Bthan%2Ba%2Bdog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-2894691647120264088</id><published>2011-10-31T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T13:44:26.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peke-chiweenie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Survivor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipad2'/><title type='text'>Random things</title><content type='html'>Just a few random things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Bree was here this last week for a nice visit and surprise birthday party for Dan's dad.  We had a great time! While here, we cut out ponchos to mail to my aunt in the nursing home.  Her severe dementia is starting to make aunt Dee curl into a ball.  She is getting harder and harder to dress.  So my mom, Bree, and I bought flannel at the fabric store and winged a few ponchos.  No sewing, just cutting.  Mine is too big, mom's is too small, and Bree's is just right.  We made one round, one square, and one triangle.  Kind of silly, but as long as they go over my aunt's head, keep her covered and warm, then they will be greatly used. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4rHRRFC5Wto/Tq8CyayHJQI/AAAAAAAAC50/VtpAi8_dZk8/s1600/ponchos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4rHRRFC5Wto/Tq8CyayHJQI/AAAAAAAAC50/VtpAi8_dZk8/s400/ponchos.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669753521088963842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2) My mom bought a puppy and named her Jelly Bean. Bree is holding her in the picture above. Jelly Bean is a peke-chiweenie.   That is 1/2 pekineses, 1/4 chihuahua, and 1/4 weenier dog, AKA  Dachshund.   Jelly Bean is 5 months old and so much fun.  We really love  her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I am on an amazing winning streak.  It truly is amazing—a gift from God—He is due all the credit and praise.  I am blown away at the things I have won in drawings over the last 12 months.  In October 2010, I won a $500 Bolivia diamond watch.  Two months later, I won a $100 Visa gift card.  This year I won a $40 spa card, a $20 iTunes card, and the creme' dela creme', I won an iPad2, 64GB, with a nice case and wireless keyboard.  Just amazing!   Thank you, Lord, for these awesome gifts!  I am in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Survivor.  Oh!!! My!!! Stars!!!   Who watched last week's episode?  Is Ozzie nuts, or what?  The gravedigger guy and ice cream scooper kid will no longer be considered the dumbest players in Survivor history.  Ozzie just passed them by miles.  He has played twice before, so he should know better.   It will take a miracle for his plan to work.  Not smart playing, but a true miracle.  I can't wait for this week's episode.  Plus there was high drama on Dancing with the Stars last week.  Boy, talk about entertaining TV!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I have two manuscripts in with publishers right now, one is with two different ones.  My hopes are high and my prayers are fervent.  May God's will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-2894691647120264088?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2894691647120264088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=2894691647120264088' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/2894691647120264088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/2894691647120264088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/10/random-things.html' title='Random things'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4rHRRFC5Wto/Tq8CyayHJQI/AAAAAAAAC50/VtpAi8_dZk8/s72-c/ponchos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-8432258190404436629</id><published>2011-10-17T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T17:21:41.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biggest Loser'/><title type='text'>Biggest Loser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UAEqRIF-ITg/TpzFluO6gVI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/lZ_Fk9YI1Jo/s1600/the-biggest-loser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UAEqRIF-ITg/TpzFluO6gVI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/lZ_Fk9YI1Jo/s400/the-biggest-loser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664619683181658450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.nbc.com/the-biggest-loser/"&gt;Biggest Loser show&lt;/a&gt;. It always inspires me.  I'm a walker and not a jogger, but when I see people heavier than me or older than me jogging away on that show, it convicts me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GNhVW2l0H9U/TpzFd2uKWEI/AAAAAAAAC5E/Gckx7M5zNJY/s1600/biggest-loser-helen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GNhVW2l0H9U/TpzFd2uKWEI/AAAAAAAAC5E/Gckx7M5zNJY/s400/biggest-loser-helen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664619548021250114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I have an idea.  A little &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.nbc.com/the-biggest-loser/"&gt;Biggest Loser&lt;/a&gt; contest of my own....working out a little more, dieting a lot more, and weighing in only on Tuesdays like they do on the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.nbc.com/the-biggest-loser/"&gt;Biggest Loser&lt;/a&gt;.  As they transform, so will I/we if I can talk someone into joining me. We can report in on Tuesday with our progress. Can I talk anyone into this challenge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-8432258190404436629?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8432258190404436629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=8432258190404436629' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8432258190404436629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8432258190404436629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/10/biggest-loser.html' title='Biggest Loser'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UAEqRIF-ITg/TpzFluO6gVI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/lZ_Fk9YI1Jo/s72-c/the-biggest-loser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-7349208900492450818</id><published>2011-10-04T21:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T09:58:16.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Petsmart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cavalier King Charles Spaniels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brittney Rescue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog Rescue'/><title type='text'>Meet Ellie</title><content type='html'>Look at those matted ears, poor girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659864976350933730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 378px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HgZcwfOisWY/TovhNXAScuI/AAAAAAAAC4s/k0bIxItH6AE/s400/Matted%2Bears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God answers prayer even about finding the perfect dog. He gave me Ellie. She's 6 year old Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, which is my favorite breed. They look like a puppy even when they are old. I've never owned one before, because the pups are super expensive. I had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to purchase a baby boy Cavalier for only $500, which is an amazing deal. But I really wanted to do a rescue, so I declined. And then I found this little beauty in a shelter in California with an urgent need for adoption. She was schedule to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;euthanized&lt;/span&gt; in 5 days. She was found bleeding from bites on her head, neck, and ear. One even punctured her lung. You can actually feel air bubbles on her back when you pet her. Also, she was also a ratted mess. My sister went to the shelter and bought her for me, then put her on a plane the very next day. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659865124771680994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bwj1k3gATOs/TovhV_6jUuI/AAAAAAAAC48/jt9ADZ1RsGM/s400/Ellie%252C%2Bsweater%252C%2Bleash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She had a chip and her owners were called, but they didn't want her. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;named&lt;/span&gt; her Maggie Mae, but I changed it to Ellie Mae. I took the little sweetie to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Petsmart&lt;/span&gt; to be shaved. That would be far less painful than trying to brush out all those mats. She is adorable. I bought her a little sweater to keep her warm until her coat grows back out.&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fkf_-mGCGVc/TovhFKBK3VI/AAAAAAAAC4c/fnZKFXshVr8/s1600/Ellie%2Bshaved.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659864835426016594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fkf_-mGCGVc/TovhFKBK3VI/AAAAAAAAC4c/fnZKFXshVr8/s400/Ellie%2Bshaved.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With one trip in and out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doggie&lt;/span&gt; door, Ellie was trained. She has not had a single accident in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659864776916735154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LcmzMMXDAnM/TovhBwDeFLI/AAAAAAAAC4U/Bz5bhbQwpiM/s400/Ellie%2BCute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I think her prior owners neglected her, but didn't abuse her, because Elie isn't afraid or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;skittish&lt;/span&gt;. She loves to be in my lap and she's friendly to everyone. Her personality is so perfect, I really believe she is a gift to me from God! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ellie needs to go obedience school to learn to come and stay, although if I have a treat in my hand, she obeys those commands. I just love her and praise God for this perfect little gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A huge thank you to my sister Connie who does Brittney Rescue in California. She is the one that got me interested in rescue. Connie did so much to help get Ellie in my home, thank you dear sister! I love you and bless you for the foster and rescue work that you do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you are interested in rescuing a cavalier too, I know of 2 Cavalier King Charles Spaniels in Grants Pass that are with foster moms right now. They will be ready for adoption in a few weeks. My sister is fostering a beautiful Brittney that needs a good home too. So if anyone is interested, please let me know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings!&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/7837089277407398529-7349208900492450818?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7349208900492450818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=7349208900492450818' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7349208900492450818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7349208900492450818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/10/meet-ellie.html' title='Meet Ellie'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HgZcwfOisWY/TovhNXAScuI/AAAAAAAAC4s/k0bIxItH6AE/s72-c/Matted%2Bears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-2019367411144656686</id><published>2011-09-24T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T17:48:27.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Petfinder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cavalier King Charles Spaniels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dockers'/><title type='text'>I'm Adopting</title><content type='html'>It's been over 6 months since I've lost &lt;a href="http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-sweet-baby.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ladybug&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I miss her everyday! She would sit with me to watch TV, or at my feet while I'm writing. She'd follow me everywhere. Boedy follows Dan way more than me. He's a great dog, perfect actually, but way to big to be a lap dog. So, even though Ladybug is irreplaceable, I think I'm ready to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I looked to buy a purebred puppy, but my heart wants to rescue a dog. There are way to many suffering animals out there. I want to help one and give them a wonderful life! I just can't go through an early death again, like with Ladybug, so I'm looking for a young and healthy girl. This is actually a prayer request, because I've fallen in love with a couple different dogs only to learn they were already gone when I called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite breed is Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656078615365004066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KqBYy8cdtac/Tn5tiJKDqyI/AAAAAAAAC4E/8pHSh9bF214/s400/cavalierkingcharlesspanielsf2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The look like a puppy even when they're old. I am looking to rescue one of those. I also love Dachshunds and Cockers, especially mixed as pictured below. They are called Dockers.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656086835460404850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-evannjLzX6E/Tn51AnZhdnI/AAAAAAAAC4M/BWrqn4igGe4/s400/DockerDachshundCocker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumor has it that half breeds are more healthy than purebreds, so I would actually prefer that. Also, I want a girl. Females are more affectionate in my experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my feelers out on a couple different dogs right now and am waiting replies. I check my email and cell phone constantly. So far, nothing. Some are so cute with such sad stories that it just make my heart bleed. I know I can't go and look, because I'll come home with the first one I see. I have to shop on line and go see when I am really sure. But so far, no replies. I am a good mom, I promise! I really need God's lead to the right dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check out some of the fine beauties I'm looking at on &lt;a href="http://www.petfinder.com/pet-search?animal_type=Dog&amp;amp;pet_breed=spaniel&amp;amp;location=oregon&amp;amp;distance=100"&gt;Petfinder.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs: 12:10 A righeous man regards the life of his animal. Good care to animals is important to God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-2019367411144656686?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2019367411144656686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=2019367411144656686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/2019367411144656686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/2019367411144656686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-adopting.html' title='I&apos;m Adopting'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KqBYy8cdtac/Tn5tiJKDqyI/AAAAAAAAC4E/8pHSh9bF214/s72-c/cavalierkingcharlesspanielsf2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-1882433887103535742</id><published>2011-09-19T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T19:38:07.046-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grizzly River Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESPN ZONE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney California Adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disneyland'/><title type='text'>Vacation Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have lots of things to post about, but first, here are a few vacation highlight pictures as requested. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654252188488258786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u5MB7zD64BE/TnfwaG1RVOI/AAAAAAAAC2s/i3EL9nbjmuk/s400/lunch%2Bat%2Bforrest%2Bgump.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bubba Gumps for lunch with Margie and Joanie (they are across from Lori and I.) Joanie has worked for NBC since 1979 and got us into Jay Leno, but that is saved for another post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654253788381589266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGahRbTh9Vc/Tnfx3O5kLxI/AAAAAAAAC3c/WL0Mv8Zb5wE/s400/DSCN0175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another day we went to lunch at In-N-Out with Bree and Curtis, who is behind the camera for this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654251867236464466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lujia0UHQtM/TnfwHaE391I/AAAAAAAAC2c/5UCx2ibzKwU/s400/DSCN2368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Above is Bree and my sister Connie on the tea cups and below are Connie and Lori with Sleeping Beauty.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654252436635202706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUMthb47Dxw/TnfwojQHNJI/AAAAAAAAC28/x0WD32nKsRM/s400/sleeping%2Bbeauty%2B%2526%2BSisters.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654251472209025410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GmUpsBrJPA8/Tnfvwae_mYI/AAAAAAAAC2E/utc48k08BNY/s400/Bree%2B%2526%2Bcurtis%2Bon%2Bmain.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We surprised Bree, Bob, and Patti, by selecting a secret rendezvous point (Walt and Mickey) to meet one day, as they had no idea the other was there. It was fun to see the shock on every one's face. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654262769951438706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VJEx6BDB0dQ/Tnf6CB2r93I/AAAAAAAAC38/NH2Feap6iMk/s400/Bree%252C%2BCurtis%252C%2BBob%2B%2526%2BPatti.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654262619355382850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BgU5H2ju37w/Tnf55Q1yhEI/AAAAAAAAC30/s_pA1vJubxQ/s400/picture%2Bof%2Bsplash%2Bmt%2Bpicture.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Our group of 6 went on Splash Mountain. Lori's eyes are closed and Connie was screaming for dear life. It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OEm6PIbHfcE/Tnfy5RJNaBI/AAAAAAAAC3s/15HPbUw6bhk/s1600/DSCN0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654254922855442450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OEm6PIbHfcE/Tnfy5RJNaBI/AAAAAAAAC3s/15HPbUw6bhk/s400/DSCN0167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lori and I loved the raft ride in Disney California Adventure the first time we did it and couldn't wait to take our sister Connie when she arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654253276005462562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4gFKWzhtavY/TnfxZaJk8iI/AAAAAAAAC3M/UnHGptsl0oA/s400/raft%2Bbefore.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here we are all dry and happy to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol_F1rGsaSQ/TnfxejXDI1I/AAAAAAAAC3U/wjkYRPM8RnQ/s1600/raft%2Bafter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654253364377232210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol_F1rGsaSQ/TnfxejXDI1I/AAAAAAAAC3U/wjkYRPM8RnQ/s400/raft%2Bafter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And after....not so much. We made it through the ride pretty dry, then got soaked by a geyser. That was a first for me. Hours later we were still wet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3rcZ8dmlzdE/TnfwQPlU-2I/AAAAAAAAC2k/qnPwQZ5DJrY/s1600/espn%2Bzone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654252019038616418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3rcZ8dmlzdE/TnfwQPlU-2I/AAAAAAAAC2k/qnPwQZ5DJrY/s400/espn%2Bzone.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our last night, we went to the ESPN Zone for dinner and the Angels game. What a great way to end a memorable week.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-1882433887103535742?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1882433887103535742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=1882433887103535742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1882433887103535742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1882433887103535742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/09/vacation-pictures.html' title='Vacation Pictures'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u5MB7zD64BE/TnfwaG1RVOI/AAAAAAAAC2s/i3EL9nbjmuk/s72-c/lunch%2Bat%2Bforrest%2Bgump.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-7339923337984496233</id><published>2011-09-11T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T17:43:10.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney half marathon'/><title type='text'>Disney Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the 10 day hiatus, but I've been at the Happiest Place on Earth for a half marathon with my daughter and sister. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651250641430457746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GZInsH14vOk/Tm1GhEspLZI/AAAAAAAAC1E/ThPDjTjOfqs/s400/half%2Bgroup.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sixteen thousand people did the &lt;a href="http://www.mydisneymarathon.com/Disneyland/"&gt;Disneyland Half Marathon&lt;/a&gt;. I only knew 4 of them. Above is Mick from church, then my sister Lori, me, and my daughter Bree. Drew Carey did the race too, but I don't think he counts as someone I know. It was dark when we lined up at 5:15 AM. People gathered as far as I could see in front of me and behind for the start of the race. Fireworks erupted when the count down reached zero. And then we were off in a blast. No, not really. We barely moved the first 100 yard. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651260757811804018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gjxK_ATRT64/Tm1Pt7J6N3I/AAAAAAAAC10/Ki7VgX-Kiko/s400/fireworks%2Bstart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651251260686941858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CK5aShRbWpo/Tm1HFHm5PqI/AAAAAAAAC1c/sJWuCe0MrUg/s400/half%2Bstart.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A lot of people dressed up as Disney characters and a lot of Disney characters posed with us before and during the race. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651250347026335314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XYBwocKIa4g/Tm1GP79OxlI/AAAAAAAAC00/XugjhqbTfj4/s400/half%2Bcostumes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651250400079740642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5LNL5gTbA4M/Tm1GTBmJfuI/AAAAAAAAC08/a3rF4QVqI9o/s400/befor%2Bthe%2Bhalf.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Inside Disneyland, people would line up and wait their turn for a picture with a character. We did not do that. We were too worried about finishing on time. We did not want to be taken to the end in a golf cart if we fell behind pace. So if we could snap a picture without stopping, we did. Hence, a lot of my photo's are blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LD2-ZSP5p7k/Tm1G2dDjJ2I/AAAAAAAAC1U/cooh4S93F_8/s1600/half%2Blori%2Bwhale.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651251008746235746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LD2-ZSP5p7k/Tm1G2dDjJ2I/AAAAAAAAC1U/cooh4S93F_8/s400/half%2Blori%2Bwhale.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651250178623598050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W9-LvUW2D3w/Tm1GGIm47eI/AAAAAAAAC0s/GcwGKZvIorM/s400/half%2Bcharacters.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651262283692825186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQp1XJpCzMA/Tm1RGvgS2mI/AAAAAAAAC18/zTQeUvsg7tM/s400/half%2Bback%2Bstage.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The 13.1 mile route went through Disneyland, Disney California Adventure, through their back lots, then out on the streets and down to the Angel's Stadium. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0YHJHOTC-Rc/Tm1F8RkUT3I/AAAAAAAAC0k/fhY-AJqMkwg/s1600/half%2Bangels.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651250009230036850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0YHJHOTC-Rc/Tm1F8RkUT3I/AAAAAAAAC0k/fhY-AJqMkwg/s400/half%2Bangels.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red faced, exhausted, and ecstatic that we finished, Lori and I proudly show off our medals at the end. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651249887728701202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v_4myJlwYkk/Tm1F1M8JDxI/AAAAAAAAC0c/qbjBB3A8iTM/s400/half%2Bdone.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Neither one of us felt ready for this race, thanks to pneumonia in July with a month of training lost for me, and a hip/knee injury for Lori. Yet we finished with our fastest time ever. Lori's stride is much longer than mine, so I had to jog a lot to keep up with her. And then I wanted to slow down the last two miles after seeing how far ahead we were. But Lori wouldn't let me. Thanks, sis! Because of you, we finished ahead of 6000 people. Yes, that means 10K people beat us, but we didn't get carted to the end because we were too slow! Whoo hoo! So I am super happy with our results. Bree, AKA Speedy Gonzales, finished in 2 hours and 14 minutes. Holy cow, that's fast! And it was only her first half marathon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, I have an announcement to make. I'm done. Done! Done! Done! Yes, I think this was my last half marathon. Not because it is too difficult, which is it, but because of the time it takes to prepare. You can't just go out and walk for an hour. Getting ready for a half takes hours and hours. Two or three hour walks several times a week...that's just too time consuming!!!! I have writing to do and golfing with my hubby. So I am so happy to say, short 2 or 3 mile walks at lunch is going to be my speed from now on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad I went out with a bang! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651259044620627634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W9dzndouTC4/Tm1OKNBTbrI/AAAAAAAAC1s/bFLUiPLFm5k/s400/2011-DisneylandHalfMedal.jpg" border="0" /&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/7837089277407398529-7339923337984496233?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7339923337984496233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=7339923337984496233' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7339923337984496233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7339923337984496233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/09/disney-half-marathon.html' title='Disney Half Marathon'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GZInsH14vOk/Tm1GhEspLZI/AAAAAAAAC1E/ThPDjTjOfqs/s72-c/half%2Bgroup.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-3307046526863022164</id><published>2011-08-31T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T09:41:06.067-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kathryn Stockett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Help'/><title type='text'>The Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Help&lt;/span&gt;...   I did not read the book and only recently saw the movie. It was great and so inspiring. Not just the message, but also the author's personal story. Both in how she lived in Mississippi, growing up around 'the help', but also in her journey to novel publication.  Only one of those areas I can relate to. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFPL4Qr0uP0/Tl6XhsUG7_I/AAAAAAAAC0U/an-3XIKrB1A/s1600/kathryn_stockett_1110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFPL4Qr0uP0/Tl6XhsUG7_I/AAAAAAAAC0U/an-3XIKrB1A/s400/kathryn_stockett_1110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647117587856158706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kathrynstockett.com/stockett-own-words.htm"&gt;Click here to read Kathryn Stockett's&lt;/a&gt; story of her childhood in Mississippi and her attachment to the family maid, Demetrie.  As an adult, Kathryn moved to New York to work in magazine publishing. I like how she says, "Mississippi is like my mother.  I am allowed to complain about her all I want,  but God help the person that raises an ill word about her around me, unless she  is their mother too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My granny had a maid.  She was white. I grew up in California. So obviously the part of Kathryn's story that personally moves me is the one about her journey to published novelist.  Notice how I say published novelist.  I always make that distinction, since I've been published in several magazines. It's that next step—a steep one—that I am seeking now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an interview, Kathryn Stockett admitted to approximately 60 rejections of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Help&lt;/span&gt;. But she believed in her debut novel and didn't quit rewriting her story. She made improvements after each rejection and resubmitted. I understand she was embarrassed to admit to friends and family that she was still re-writing her story after so many rejections. I can relate to that. One would think after 60 rejections that it wasn't going to happen.  But Kathryn stayed the course. And that 61st time hit the golden ticket.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Help&lt;/span&gt; spent 30 weeks on the New York Best Seller's list and is now a wonderful movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  What a great example of perseverance with something you believe in.  I am inspired to not give up on my first book, which I love and totally believe in. I finished book 2 and moved on to writing books 3 and 4.  I stopped talking about book 1, but I have never stopped rewriting and pitching it.  Never!  it's good and I believe in it. I learned at OCW a couple weeks ago that the average novelist doesn't get published until book 4. Also, the current average age for publication for first time novelist is 52.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am not daunted.  The dream doesn't feel like a pipe dream anymore. It feels like a reality.   I no longer wonder &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IF &lt;/span&gt;it will ever happen.  I now wonder &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt;.  God has a plan and I am waiting on Him.  But the 'if' is gone.  It's kind of scary to put that out there—it sounds so confident and cocky.  I don't want that.  I'm just trying to say I feel different. Inspired. Validated. Vindicated.  Faithful. Faith is the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen.  I feel that faith—that evidence that my first novel will be published soon. It's so much more tangible now.  I'm not sure what caused the change, it wasn't just watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Help&lt;/span&gt;.  The faith has been building all year, and I am so thankful to God for His goodness and love. The timing is  the Lord's. I'm just staying the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-3307046526863022164?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3307046526863022164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=3307046526863022164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3307046526863022164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3307046526863022164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/08/help.html' title='The Help'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFPL4Qr0uP0/Tl6XhsUG7_I/AAAAAAAAC0U/an-3XIKrB1A/s72-c/kathryn_stockett_1110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-8835207561389987952</id><published>2011-08-24T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T10:55:58.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OCW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Ball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familiar Stranger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roseanna White'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christina Berry'/><title type='text'>Oregon Christian Writers Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yE_fiZ9etLE/TlUCd-9DPzI/AAAAAAAAC0M/nw5nbKCaR-E/s1600/DSCN2259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644420422117310258" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yE_fiZ9etLE/TlUCd-9DPzI/AAAAAAAAC0M/nw5nbKCaR-E/s400/DSCN2259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Black event, epiphany, change, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HEA&lt;/span&gt; these are all things I learned about last week from &lt;a href="http://www.susanmaywarren.com/"&gt;Susan May Warren&lt;/a&gt; at the Oregon Christian Writers conference.  Yes my stories had them, but I didn't know their names. Are my novels a Why/Why not? story or a Why not/Why story?  I know that now too.  I learned more from Susie's class than any other I've ever taken. My head is spinning.  I purchase &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cd's&lt;/span&gt; from several of the workshops I was not able to attend.  The days were just packed with so many workshop choices. I should have bought Susie Warren's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cd's&lt;/span&gt; even though I was in her class.  I need to learn her lessons inside and out!   The picture above is me with Susan May Warren and all her books that I purchased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below I am posing with author and agent, &lt;a href="http://www.karenballbooks.com/"&gt;Karen Ball&lt;/a&gt;.  A lot of her novels include a rescue dog.  I purchased one on them on CD for my upcoming drive to Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FwqdWwBjvuU/TlUCY_Qan5I/AAAAAAAAC0E/fjIQjtwpX_0/s1600/DSCN2260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644420336299188114" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FwqdWwBjvuU/TlUCY_Qan5I/AAAAAAAAC0E/fjIQjtwpX_0/s400/DSCN2260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are the authors of two of my very favorite books.  On the right is &lt;a href="http://authorchristinaberry.blogspot.com/"&gt;Christina Berry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tarabochia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;who wrote Familiar Stranger—loved it!!!!!  And on the left is &lt;a href="http://www.roseannawhite.com/"&gt;Roseanna White&lt;/a&gt;, author of A Stray Drop of Blood, also loved that one!!!!  They're holding Roseanna's book, Jewell of Persia that I bought. Notice Roseanna's bracelet matches the one displayed on the back of her book, of which she has a whole interesting story.  Perhaps she will post about that sometime on her &lt;a href="http://roseannamwhite.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1vMw5TPg__g/TlUCNLfdxyI/AAAAAAAACz0/KM5zLLIb1x4/s1600/DSCN2258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644420133425104674" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1vMw5TPg__g/TlUCNLfdxyI/AAAAAAAACz0/KM5zLLIb1x4/s400/DSCN2258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l6AgB29pE-Y/TlUCTeNRmwI/AAAAAAAACz8/gKm1isdv5B4/s1600/me%2B%2526%2Broseanna.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644420241528298242" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l6AgB29pE-Y/TlUCTeNRmwI/AAAAAAAACz8/gKm1isdv5B4/s320/me%2B%2526%2Broseanna.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here I am with Roseanna and her two books. One I brought with me for her to sign and the other, I purchased there....autographed of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fun and great week.  I met some wonderful ladies, exchanging blog addresses to keep in touch. I received excellent words of encouragement from the critique class for my current &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;WIP&lt;/span&gt;, as well as requests for one of my manuscripts and great advice for the other.   We even had good food—the most fun I had at dinner was sitting with the sci-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fi&lt;/span&gt; guys and a young man who published at age 19. He's now writing the 3rd book in his trilogy. Praise God for up and coming Christian writers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that the average age of a first time novelist is age 52.  So I have plenty of time.  Also, the average published author is not published until book 4. Nope—I'm not going to accept that one.  I am looking at the author of THE HELP as inspiration there. (Will talk about her on my next post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oregonchristianwriters.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=176&amp;amp;Itemid=322"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OCW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was wonderful this year. It was truly food for my writing soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-8835207561389987952?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8835207561389987952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=8835207561389987952' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8835207561389987952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8835207561389987952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/08/oregon-christian-writers-conference.html' title='Oregon Christian Writers Conference'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yE_fiZ9etLE/TlUCd-9DPzI/AAAAAAAAC0M/nw5nbKCaR-E/s72-c/DSCN2259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-5540068874900790619</id><published>2011-08-19T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T08:40:47.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WhiteFire Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roseanna White'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Stray Drop of Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewell of Persia'/><title type='text'>Great Book by Roseanna White</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A Stray Drop of Blood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;is a great Christian Historical Novel by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Roseanna White and published by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WhiteFire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Publishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;. Talk about a breath of fresh air!  This book didn't follow the usual cookie cutter pattern for a Christian novel. I loved that!  It was different, fascinating, griping, and very well written with unexpected twists.  The new Christian characters struggled with past sin issues, just like real people. They didn't start out as super-good-perfect Christians. Their journey to salvation in Christ, then Christian maturity wasn't an overnight transformation.  Therefore, it felt more realistic.   Of course, I've never been to Israel and I'm not 2000 years old, so I'm no expert on that period. However, the author is an expert with extensive study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xlq7lkM0uSo/Tk6B4VXVUnI/AAAAAAAACzs/LBda6h3WNcI/s1600/Roseanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 374px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xlq7lkM0uSo/Tk6B4VXVUnI/AAAAAAAACzs/LBda6h3WNcI/s400/Roseanna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642590187949478514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The setting of Israel at the time of Christ, and then Rome was written from a fascinating point of view.  I'm adding this book to my favorites list.  I truly loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The author, Roseanna White is also a publisher, editor, and co-owner of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WhiteFire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Publishing&lt;/span&gt; with her husband. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I met Roseanna this last week at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oregonchristianwriters.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=176&amp;amp;Itemid=322"&gt;Oregon Christian Writer's conference&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; where I picked up her second book, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Jewell of Persia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;. If I had to describe Roseanna in one word, I could not. I'm a writer, so I like lots of words. Nice, funny, humble, talented, and very kind are the first words that come to mind regarding this beautiful young woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's a blurb about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A Stray Drop of Blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.whitefire-publishing.com/ASDoB.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WhiteFire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Beautiful is a dangerous thing to be when one is unprotected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Born free, made a slave,  married out of her bonds, Abigail never knows freedom until she feels the fire  of a stray drop of blood from a Jewish carpenter. Disowned by Israel, despised  by Rome, desired by all, she never knows love until she receives the smile of a  stoic Roman noble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Stray-Drop-Blood-Roseanna-White/dp/0976544466/ref=cm_cr_pr_product_top/177-9402336-9826238"&gt;Click here to order her book on Amazon. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3TH9nKd8soc/Tk53SNZKAEI/AAAAAAAACzk/LF9udz4R8A4/s1600/51jbTUKT7kL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3TH9nKd8soc/Tk53SNZKAEI/AAAAAAAACzk/LF9udz4R8A4/s400/51jbTUKT7kL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642578537858334786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A Stray Drop of Blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;, I loaned it to my mother. She's retired with lots of time for reading. A day or so later, I stopped to visit and noticed the book on mom's coffee table. Placement of her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;book marker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; told me she was already 3/4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; done. "Whoa, mom!"  She admitted to reading it all day and night as she couldn't put it down. She then said, "I'm forcing myself to ignore it until this evening, so I can live my own life during the day." Mom is a big reader and very picky, so if she gives it a rave review, you know it's good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Stray-Drop-Blood-Roseanna-White/dp/0976544466/ref=cm_cr_pr_product_top/177-9402336-9826238"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-5540068874900790619?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5540068874900790619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=5540068874900790619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/5540068874900790619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/5540068874900790619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/08/great-book-by-roseanna-white.html' title='Great Book by Roseanna White'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xlq7lkM0uSo/Tk6B4VXVUnI/AAAAAAAACzs/LBda6h3WNcI/s72-c/Roseanna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-3185164910265769673</id><published>2011-08-07T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T15:17:33.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charleston Heston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction is a lie caught up in truth.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rise of the Planet of the Apes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Redwood National Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Rise of the Planet of the Apes - Movie Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhcOqsIY5aE/Tj8MoxZ7xWI/AAAAAAAACzU/nPZh3Cvax3Q/s1600/planet%2Bof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhcOqsIY5aE/Tj8MoxZ7xWI/AAAAAAAACzU/nPZh3Cvax3Q/s400/planet%2Bof.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638239153087563106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family went to see&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.apeswillrise.com/"&gt;Rise of the Planet of the Apes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.apeswillrise.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;on opening night. It's rated PG13 for violence. The beginning is kind of slow, but they are building the story, explaining all the why, and the start of the Planet of the Apes.  So overall, it was interesting and good.  I love the original &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Charleston&lt;/span&gt; Heston version of Planet of the Apes, as well as the Mark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wahlberg&lt;/span&gt; revision. So it was nice to see how the story supposedly started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the liberty taken with rearranging the State of California drove me crazy!  They moved the Redwood Forest to the end of the Golden Gate bridge. What the heck?  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.redwoods.info/?gclid=CJK8q_-ZvqoCFQUSbAodf1l-Lg"&gt;Redwood National Park&lt;/a&gt; is north of Eureka and over 200 miles north of San Fransisco.  It was hard for me to get caught up in the fantasy when the details were not real.  The screenwriters took too much liberty.  Adding an extra street into a neighborhood or making up a building on a street to fit the plot is something authors do often. Otherwise, we try to be true to the real facts, real geography, and real history.  There's a saying among authors, "Fiction is a lie caught up in truth."  For me, the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Rise of the Planet of the Apes &lt;/span&gt;was a lie caught up in a lie.  I didn't think I was such a stickler, but it kind of ruined the movie for me. (I need to remember that for my future writing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've never been to California or don't care about the real geography, or loved the old Planet of the Apes movie, perhaps you will enjoy this one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-3185164910265769673?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3185164910265769673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=3185164910265769673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3185164910265769673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3185164910265769673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/08/rise-of-planet-of-apes-movie-review.html' title='Rise of the Planet of the Apes - Movie Review'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhcOqsIY5aE/Tj8MoxZ7xWI/AAAAAAAACzU/nPZh3Cvax3Q/s72-c/planet%2Bof.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-5096134637954264061</id><published>2011-08-03T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T09:59:53.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yo yo diets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phase 1 and 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet and exercise'/><title type='text'>Great Start</title><content type='html'>Between my diet and getting sick, I was able to lose 11 pounds in July.  Yeah!  That is a great start. And if I can stick with it and lose 14 pounds in August, then I will meet my phase 1 goal of 25 pounds before the Disneyland half marathon on 9-4-11.   Praise the Lord!!!   August is a long month with lots of events, weddings, traveling, conferences, and special dinners that I am attending.  So losing 14 pounds this month will not be a cake walk. But, I have the fruit of the spirit—self control—and Christ who strengthens me.  I am not doing this alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kxuD_eRTmag/Tjl80Uo0EhI/AAAAAAAACzE/JN9_OyfBTM4/s1600/Diet-And-Exercise-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 346px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kxuD_eRTmag/Tjl80Uo0EhI/AAAAAAAACzE/JN9_OyfBTM4/s400/Diet-And-Exercise-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636673646965821970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I return from Disneyland, it will be time for phase 2.  Phase 2 will be long and slow. I like to always make a plan for my diet and exercise, then post it her for the world to see.  That gives me a little extra incentive to stick with it.  What's the saying, "If you fail to plan, then you are planning to fail."  For my diets, that is certainly true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phase 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lose 1 pound in September&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lose 1 pounds in October&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lose 1 pound in November&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lose 1 pound in December&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lose 1 pounds in January&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maintain, gaining nothing back in February and March&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gain 3 pounds on the cruise in April (I'm a realist and it's impossible to maintain on a cruise)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lose 3 pounds in May&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maintain June through September&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achieving phase 2 accomplishes 3 things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will lose weight over the holidays and not gain weight, which will be a first and a huge accomplishment, since I bake wonderful goodies over the holidays.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It means I will have kept 25 pounds off for a full year, helping to make it permanent.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will have lost a total of 30 pounds, reaching my ultimate goal.  Hallelujah and praise the Lord!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;October 12 will begin phase 3—a permanent life style change. I have some ideas for that, but want to wait to post about phase 3. It needs to be designed specifically for me over the next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So phase 1 if fast and phase 2 is super slow.  I think that's good and probably more healthy for my internal organs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJtUkDynq8w/Tjl88Zhhc4I/AAAAAAAACzM/xCtG94-TQZ8/s1600/success%2Bvs%2Bfailure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJtUkDynq8w/Tjl88Zhhc4I/AAAAAAAACzM/xCtG94-TQZ8/s400/success%2Bvs%2Bfailure.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636673785716372354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning my success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-5096134637954264061?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5096134637954264061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=5096134637954264061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/5096134637954264061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/5096134637954264061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/08/great-start.html' title='Great Start'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kxuD_eRTmag/Tjl80Uo0EhI/AAAAAAAACzE/JN9_OyfBTM4/s72-c/Diet-And-Exercise-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-4625959050050889432</id><published>2011-07-30T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T17:51:56.067-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stargate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kurt Russell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harrison Ford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate movie critics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cowboys and Aliens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Cowboys and Aliens</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Cowboys and Aliens&lt;/em&gt; opened this weekend. It's rated PG13 (violence) and stars Harrison Ford and Daniel Craig. It is produced by Ron Howard. So it must be good, right? Yep. I thought so anyway. I went opening night on a double date and everyone in my party liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635307060746813650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9JT-YEpb90/TjSh6iQQgNI/AAAAAAAACy8/HsWBCPP-hOU/s400/cowboys-and-aliens-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The sparse crowd in the theatre surprised me, as there aren't many good movies out right now. Could the lack of crowds stem from criticism over the premise? I hope not, because my party was thoroughly entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved &lt;em&gt;Stargate &lt;/em&gt;with Kurt Russell in 1994. That movie was about aliens and Egyptians. So why not aliens and cowboys? I don't understand why professional critics rave about gross movies full of foul language and drug addicts, claiming they're, "so raw and honest." How would they know? Have they almost overdosed, or lost loved ones to drugs, or watched a loved one float in and out of jail ruinning their lives? Why on earth would anyone want to watch movies about that? I go to the movies for entertainment. I like to escape reality and be intrigued, inspired, educated, and entertained. Therefore, I never listen to the professional movie critics!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cowboys and Aliens is a&lt;/em&gt; typical David vs. Goliath story—always love that. Lots of horses—always love that. A touch of romance mixed in the action—always love that. And it was fun to see Harrison Ford play a bad guy—or sort of a bad guy. Good for him to mix it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're an eclectic movie watcher, I'd recommend &lt;em&gt;Cowboys and Aliens.&lt;/em&gt; It was fun! (Although my mother should probably stick to &lt;em&gt;Murder She Wrote.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-4625959050050889432?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4625959050050889432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=4625959050050889432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4625959050050889432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4625959050050889432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/07/cowboys-and-aliens.html' title='Cowboys and Aliens'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9JT-YEpb90/TjSh6iQQgNI/AAAAAAAACy8/HsWBCPP-hOU/s72-c/cowboys-and-aliens-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-7065953787625475224</id><published>2011-07-26T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T17:00:08.149-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dieting and exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fruit of the Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Control'/><title type='text'>Self Control Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last week I posted about &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)color:#330033;" &gt;Self Control&lt;/span&gt; as part of the Fruit of the Spirit. I asked for comments. No one chimed in. Have I lost my dozen or so readers? Or is this a boring subject?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my bottom line: I try to justify my lack of self control over diet and exercise, convincing myself they are minor, non-spiritual issues, thus unimportant to God. I tell myself I'm being carnal and fleshly to worry so much about weight. And yet, the scripture is pretty clear that we're at war with fleshly desires. I have no desire to hang out at the local bar every day for happy hour. That's not my fleshly desire. For me, too much TV, Rated R movies, and eating too many sweets and carbs every day. Those are my fleshly desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one's fleshly desires are different and I should not compare mine with anyone else's...and visa versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I need to stop justifying my sweets and accept that fact that I am supposed to master self control over the flesh in every area. Self control over food and exercise can indeed be a spiritual issue for me, if I'm obsessing with it, harming my body via yo yo diets, and not crucifying my fleshly desires. I love Christ and desire to walk in the spirit to please Him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Galatians 5: 16, 25 “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Walk in the Spirit, and you shall not fulfill the lust of the flesh [....] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,255)"&gt;And those who are Christ’s have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. If we live in the Spirit, let us also walk in the Spirit.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So perhaps if I started approaching self control over food and exercise as a spiritual issue, seeking the Lord's help, then I could finally make a life style change. Could this be the answer? Approaching yo yo dieting as a spiritual issue? Well, since it is a spiritual issue for me, that's exactly what I must do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive my lack of self control over my flesh. Give me strength to crucify my fleshly desires. Forgive my yo yo dieting, which is so bad for my internal organs. As I diet now, give me self control over cheating and help me be successful...again. Then, Father God, the hard work begins—a life style change to keep the weight off permanently. Daily self control over food is what I need. Send your Holy Spirit to convict me in advance and help me to master self control over sweets and carbs, so I never gain the weight back. Once and for all, God, help me keep the weight off. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I can do all things through you who strengthens me. &lt;/span&gt;This is not a pie in the sky dream—it's real. I believe your promises! As I focus on you, seek you, and am filled with you, please manifest the fruit of the spirit in me. With the fruit of the spirit, self control over sweets and carbs will be easy to exercise. I rely on you alone.&lt;br /&gt;I love you and pray in Christ's name, amen! Tammy&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;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-7065953787625475224?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7065953787625475224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=7065953787625475224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7065953787625475224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7065953787625475224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/07/self-control-part-2.html' title='Self Control Part 2'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-3870123618778380277</id><published>2011-07-11T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T08:36:14.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Galatians 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fruit of the Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Control'/><title type='text'>Self Control - part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There are 9 fruit of the spirit:&lt;br /&gt;1. Faithfulness&lt;br /&gt;2. Gentleness&lt;br /&gt;3. Patience&lt;br /&gt;4. Kindness&lt;br /&gt;5. Goodness&lt;br /&gt;6. Joy&lt;br /&gt;7. Peace&lt;br /&gt;8. Love&lt;br /&gt;9. And self control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting that self-control is listed last when for many people, me included, it is the most difficult to master.  Of course, I suppose that depends on what item we’re trying to control.  Steeling, killing, cussing, lying, becoming a workaholic…. Nah!  None of those are difficult to master control over.  But mastering self-control over other aspects can be very challenging. Areas like dieting or getting up early to exercise, or exercising consistently. Those items are much more difficult for me to master self-control over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galatians 5: 22-25 “But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control. Against such there is no law. And those who are Christ’s have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. If we live in the Spirit, let us also walk in the Spirit.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backing up a bit farther, Gal 5:16-18 states, “I say then: Walk in the Spirit, and you shall not fulfill the lust of the flesh. For the flesh lusts against the Spirit, and the Spirit against the flesh; and these are contrary to one another, so that you do not do the things that you wish.  But if you are led by the Spirit, you are not under the law.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, its clear the fruit of the spirit are spiritual things/matters of the heart. So can we apply self control as a spiritual fruit to one’s own physical diet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II Pet 1:6 says we are to practice self control in the face of temptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titus 1:8 says self control is a characteristic of a spirit filled life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I am filled with the spirit, which I am, shouldn't exercising self-control be easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, does God really care if I am 25 pounds over weight, when He looks at the heart and not the physical? God wants us to do the same, not showing favoritism to the rich and well dressed, but to the poor and weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, it’s easy for me to go around and around, justifying and dismissing the importance of self-control over a measly 25 pounds.  Which is probably why it is a battle.  Does the fruit of the spirit really apply to this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part one, as it's a big subject. In the mean time, please feel free to share your thoughts. I would love to hear from fellow Christians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-3870123618778380277?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3870123618778380277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=3870123618778380277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3870123618778380277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3870123618778380277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/07/self-control-part-1.html' title='Self Control - part 1'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-1463448759532232438</id><published>2011-07-11T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T09:44:06.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illness'/><title type='text'>Promises, promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;I promised you a post about self-control and the fruit of the spirit last week, but I have been sick. Really sick. 102-fever-type sick. So as soon as I can breathe and think through an ongoing sinus headache, I'll make good on that promise. I promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G4RGGWLJHBA/ThsoEt0G4JI/AAAAAAAACy0/kmcj2jwXK5U/s1600/sick%2Bgirl%2Bbed.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G4RGGWLJHBA/ThsoEt0G4JI/AAAAAAAACy0/kmcj2jwXK5U/s400/sick%2Bgirl%2Bbed.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628136220812304530" 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/7837089277407398529-1463448759532232438?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1463448759532232438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=1463448759532232438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1463448759532232438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1463448759532232438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/07/promises-promises.html' title='Promises, promises'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G4RGGWLJHBA/ThsoEt0G4JI/AAAAAAAACy0/kmcj2jwXK5U/s72-c/sick%2Bgirl%2Bbed.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-6651906507710713636</id><published>2011-07-01T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T11:58:14.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yo yo diets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dangers of yo yo diets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hypnotists to stop yo yo diets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weight Loss Center.net'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine Net.com'/><title type='text'>FAT AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The purpose of today's post is to try to scare myself straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Tammy, and I am a yo-yo dieter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister recently chastised me about my yo yo dieting because of the bad health effects.  I knew yo yo diets were frustrating, depressing, and bad, but I thought, "at least I keep trying."  Well, I learned from my awesome nurse sister that yo-yo diets actually hurt one's internal organs.  That I did not know, so I did a little research on-line. (Obviously it must be true if found on line, right? Well, I need to convince myself that it is absolutely true!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Websters defines the slang of yo-yo as an "eccentric or crazy person."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;LOL!  That is funny, for it truly fits me. Only a crazy person would gain 30 pounds back after working for 8 months to lose it. Oh, what have I done to myself?????  On second thought, that is not funny at all.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;According to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.suite101.com/content/dangers-of-yoyo-dieting-a15787"&gt;http://www.suite101.com/content/dangers-of-yoyo-dieting-a15787. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The dangers of yo yo dieting are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    * Liver problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    * Loss of muscle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    * Lower metabolism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    * Heart disease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    * High blood pressure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    * Stroke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    * Diabetes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    * Cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    * Shortened life span&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Holy cow!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At another site,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.medicinenet.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=21745"&gt;http://www.medicinenet.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=21745&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; I found the dangers of yo-yo dieting as "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and gallbladder disease.&lt;/span&gt;" I have two of those, which my doctor said was hereditary.  Now I wonder if my yo-yo diets contribute or worsen them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And the last site I'll quote is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.weight-loss-center.net/yo-yo-dieting.html"&gt;http://www.weight-loss-center.net/yo-yo-dieting.html &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;which deal with the emotional effects of yo yo diets.  "Another danger of yo-yo dieting that you may not have considered is not only a cause but also a result. Depression can come at any time during dieting if you are not on a good diet that takes care of your health. Depression and sadness can come when a diet fails or stutters, leaving the door wide open to binge eating to deal with emotions."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I always thought of binge eating as what mentally ill binge/purgers do, or the morbidly obese. Now I think it doesn't have to be that extreme. It can be what any yo yo dieter does. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I've heard many times over the years not to diet. Just focus on eating a little less and exercising a little more.  That will convert to a healthy lifestyle and stop the yo yo cycle.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yeah, I've tried to do that before, obviously with no success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I make this time different?  Will I do it to save my internal organs?  Will that help me not to binge, and for me, a binge may be a donut at work for breakfast, PPJ sandwich for lunch, and spaghetti with garlic bread for dinner. None are bad as long as not combined all in the same day. I've talked about this before—carbs only once a day. Pick and choose which meal. If spaghetti is planned for dinner, then fruit for breakfast and salad for lunch. Dah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know what I'm supposed to do, but I do not do it, just like what Paul talked about in the Bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;ONE MUST SPACE OUT THEIR CARBS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how smokers go to hypnotists to change their subconscious to hate cigarettes?  Maybe I need to do that for cookies and french fries.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, as I start another diet, the danger of yo yo'ing up after is heavy on my mind.  I want to lost 20 pounds over the next 2 months.  That is only 10 pounds a month, which is only 2.5 pounds a week.  That is very doable and healthy per Weight Watchers.  And at the end, my plan is to exercise a little more and eat a little less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here I go again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7-1-11 to 9-1-11. The yo yo at the end is what scares me the most. Can I really make this permanent?  Will I be writing this same post again come January for New Year's Resolution.  What is wrong with my thinking? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Not trying at all is not an option!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;My next post will be about the Fruit of the Spirit, for self-control is one of the fruits.  Is it possible for Christians to only bear some of the Fruit of the Spirit and not all?  Does that mean yo yo-ing is a spiritual issue for me?  I think Gwen Shamblin would say yes.  Check back in a few days for discussion about what the Bible says.  Maybe the key to my success is focusing on the Fruit of the Spirit to prevent the yo yo after my diet is complete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....lots of food for though. (Couldn't resist the pun.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-6651906507710713636?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6651906507710713636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=6651906507710713636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6651906507710713636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6651906507710713636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/07/fat-again.html' title='FAT AGAIN'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-2300925411647514552</id><published>2011-06-18T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T13:24:30.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family picture'/><title type='text'>Family Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WaLisrRODcM/Tf0HHPo63ZI/AAAAAAAACys/IKnsHAr2YYM/s1600/Boswell%2BClan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619655731066887570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WaLisrRODcM/Tf0HHPo63ZI/AAAAAAAACys/IKnsHAr2YYM/s400/Boswell%2BClan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rb8DZFpkQRs/Tf0HDgCzSGI/AAAAAAAACyk/7JzM57khtMk/s1600/Family%2Bclose%2Bup.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619655666750933090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rb8DZFpkQRs/Tf0HDgCzSGI/AAAAAAAACyk/7JzM57khtMk/s400/Family%2Bclose%2Bup.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;All my siblings came to Oregon last weekend to surprise my dad for his 80th birthday. What a fun weekend we had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;We sure have changed from the first picture above to the second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-2300925411647514552?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2300925411647514552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=2300925411647514552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/2300925411647514552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/2300925411647514552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/06/family-changes.html' title='Family Changes'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WaLisrRODcM/Tf0HHPo63ZI/AAAAAAAACys/IKnsHAr2YYM/s72-c/Boswell%2BClan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-1922158961370182059</id><published>2011-06-04T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T16:11:57.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell Grand Cayman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Postcards from Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell Post Office'/><title type='text'>Postcards from Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously! I mailed four postcards from Hell on May 17th and they still have not arrived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQWCjmHT2rU/Teq2B3yKUeI/AAAAAAAACx0/ks5ebY19wzI/s1600/DSCN2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614500028741210594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQWCjmHT2rU/Teq2B3yKUeI/AAAAAAAACx0/ks5ebY19wzI/s400/DSCN2149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The lime stone formations in an area on Grand Cayman are pretty spooky looking. The area is appropriately named Hell, Grand Cayman. There are a few stores, viewing areas, and a post office. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614503032948666354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jdz3daDN0kc/Teq4wvVCL_I/AAAAAAAACyU/UzvsJhP4kxs/s400/DSCN2162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614500210022704242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXmkwRidDx0/Teq2MbHCZHI/AAAAAAAACx8/33V5sFN1PIU/s400/DSCN2157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The lime stones do not stink like sulfur and the lake of water between the rocks may be putrid, but no where close to a lake of fire. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614505986418241762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RQe5R1Ytj04/Teq7cp3DcOI/AAAAAAAACyc/nuQ6s7HY0f4/s400/DSCN2152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614499540649199842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M7ZSdlLFvSU/Teq1ldf9SOI/AAAAAAAACxk/VKszJ3kW6r4/s400/IMG_5167.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I bought stamps at the above post office and mailed several post cards to family in Oregon and Texas. None have been delivered. I have no idea how much I paid for the stamps, as it was in Grand Cayman dollars. Surely the post master sold me the right stamps to mail post cards to the United States. I would think that is a common thing at this little tourist stop. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614499858207655906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s9UUcydHgZU/Teq138fyx-I/AAAAAAAACxs/lgMpemTYbwk/s400/IMG_5164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Above is Pastor Randy, who is writing about the real Hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614502407551416834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D68QtF0ptSw/Teq4MVitegI/AAAAAAAACyE/FZgVWvX2eGE/s400/DSCN2165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was pretty hot the day we went to Hell. I'm glad it was a quick trip and the only time I will ever be there. I'm not lost in Hell like my postcards, thank you, Jesus! I am Heaven bound, amen.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-1922158961370182059?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1922158961370182059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=1922158961370182059' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1922158961370182059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1922158961370182059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/06/postcards-from-hell.html' title='Postcards from Hell'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQWCjmHT2rU/Teq2B3yKUeI/AAAAAAAACx0/ks5ebY19wzI/s72-c/DSCN2149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-4935099303703090284</id><published>2011-05-26T14:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T08:35:47.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reclaiming Heaven&apos;s Covenant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randy Butler Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazon'/><title type='text'>Reclaiming Heaven's Covenant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Big news...m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;y pastor's debut book is available now on Kindle. Since I don't have a Kindle, I'll have to wait a month for the print copy. I'm super excited to read &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Reclaiming Heaven's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Covenant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;because I know the people in it and the author. Dr. Randy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Butler's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; wife is one of my very best friends and I understand she's mentioned quite a lot in the book. So I'm counting the days to print release, but if you have a Kindle, you may want to get it now. The paperback can be ordered from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Reclaiming-Heavens-Covenant-Blueprint-Relationships/dp/1935265849"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Amazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; for only $9.99 or from Randy's new writing website, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://randybutlerbooks.com/?page_id=2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;http://randybutlerbooks.com/?page_id=2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611615286100458594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c2Zuv1Bdq8g/TeB2XwArfGI/AAAAAAAACxI/uRCWAqjvJDo/s400/Reclaim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;To my writing friends (all 3 of you) we can be a little jealous, not sinfully covetous of course, but a "you're so lucky" type &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jealousy&lt;/span&gt; because Randy has 2 big names &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;forewording&lt;/span&gt; his book, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HB&lt;/span&gt; London and Randy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Alcorn&lt;/span&gt;. Since we're in the biz, we know that's HUGE! All kidding aside, I Praise the Lord for this great blessing to Pastor Randy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on vacation last week, it sparked an idea in me. Since Randy will soon be a famous author, thanks to his 4 book deal, I should get him to foreword my non-fiction book. And he agreed. Yeah! &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Write Steps with God: 70 Daily Devotions and Writing Tips for New Authors&lt;/span&gt; is finally complete. I just sent my first query letter and have now given my manuscript to Randy to read and foreword. May the Lord's will be done, amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of posting the dignified photo of Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Butler&lt;/span&gt; from the back of his book, here are a few candid vacation shots that I like much better. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611222511225487970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_JCrZHMgV8I/Td8RJPlFQmI/AAAAAAAACwg/TNA1ZEGYh9g/s400/DSCN2145.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Randy and Joan above and Randy with my husband below, just kicking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611226361461728658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7mOwZL4drR4/Td8UpW075ZI/AAAAAAAACw4/fjyavDpN0y0/s400/Kickin%2Bback.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We saw Prince William and Kate in Grand Cayman. Oh wait. That's Randy and Joan again.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611226627877035074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6XUaPdAJQfQ/Td8U43TS3EI/AAAAAAAACxA/F9uSldHZivQ/s400/it%2527s%2Bkate%2B%2526%2Bwilliam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember when our families went to Maui a few years ago on vacation and how Randy wrote feverishly while sitting in the condo. He'd reluctantly set it aside while out on the beach. The words burned inside him, fighting to get out and onto paper. I can't wait to read his book. It feels special to me because I know the people and the reason. I imagine parts will be hard to take, but I hope they'll help me reconcile some things that still remain unresolved with the Lord. Perhaps it will help you to reclaim Heaven's covenant as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Enjoy!&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/7837089277407398529-4935099303703090284?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4935099303703090284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=4935099303703090284' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4935099303703090284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4935099303703090284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/05/reclaiming-heavens-covenant.html' title='Reclaiming Heaven&apos;s Covenant'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c2Zuv1Bdq8g/TeB2XwArfGI/AAAAAAAACxI/uRCWAqjvJDo/s72-c/Reclaim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-7849794305514536653</id><published>2011-05-24T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T14:47:22.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sting Ray City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dexter&apos;s Fantasea Tours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grand Cayman water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liofish'/><title type='text'>Sting Ray City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610292307588387314" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 356px; height: 247px; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3HZfQA0dmGE/TdvDIQ_pkfI/AAAAAAAACv4/6sDieq_-xfk/s400/stingray%2Bcity%252C%2Bgrand%2Bcayman%2Bdownloaded.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Caribbean sea around Grand Cayman truly looks like this! Honest! The above aerial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; shot came from Google images, but I promise the water truly looks that color!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aA2AxSqdgRY/TdvDOUDolBI/AAAAAAAACwA/L1GOhqMMbB8/s1600/Stingray_City.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610292411489621010" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 256px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aA2AxSqdgRY/TdvDOUDolBI/AAAAAAAACwA/L1GOhqMMbB8/s400/Stingray_City.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Probably the best excursion I have ever gone on is the one to Sting Ray City. Eight years ago, we went to Sting Ray City via &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.dexters-fantaseatours.com/grandcaymanislandsstingraycityphotos.cfm"&gt;Dexter's Fantasea&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.dexters-fantaseatours.com/grandcaymanislandsstingraycityphotos.cfm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Tours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  It was so much fun, we did the same one again. We went on a day when there were no cruise ships in port, so there were only 2 other boats out there.  The sting ray population has decreased since 2003, thanks to Hurricane Ivan in 2005, but we still held many, hand fed them, and had a blast on Captain Dexter's Boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Dexter has named many of the sting rays and has even taught a couple to obey verbal commands.  I kid you not!  They obey like a dog...kind of.  The two commands were massage and sugar.  When given the command "massage" the sting ray flaps it's wings on your back like giving a massage.  And when given the command "sugar", it raises it's  front tip to your chin. So very cool! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610292193926936178" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iP_PPmtTJCc/TdvDBpkpdnI/AAAAAAAACvw/YI8vEE_QFVs/s400/DSCN2131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Above is Kim getting a massage and below is a video of Simon (Captain Dexter's boat hand) catching a sting ray and giving it to Dan to hold.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-66d41fa254a00901" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D66d41fa254a00901%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14830B60CF7501A133622578091F758D823B2F47.74FDF07B8790968A3B5063FA6BCB2B9AFB36CC76%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D66d41fa254a00901%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D31Bgkhvv1jPlxXlBTZNtWkBU0mY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D66d41fa254a00901%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14830B60CF7501A133622578091F758D823B2F47.74FDF07B8790968A3B5063FA6BCB2B9AFB36CC76%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D66d41fa254a00901%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D31Bgkhvv1jPlxXlBTZNtWkBU0mY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Notice the underwater camera in Dan's hand?  That is a nice camera and we took a whole roll at Sting Ray City and a whole roll at the awesome snorkeling spot Captain Dexter took us to near Sting Ray City. So many cool fish. We sa several lion fish that we had never seen before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I turned in the underwater film from my awesome camera and went to pick up the pictures yesterday.  Not one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;turned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; out. My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; malfunction and there were no photos, Such a bummer!  I am so glad I risked taking my little Cool Pix in for a couple shots and videos.  The pictures below of lion fish were also jacked from Google Images.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610462103510904914" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SfDboTxJLGA/TdxdjsGO8FI/AAAAAAAACwQ/7-pimn3igzk/s400/lionfish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lion fish are pretty cool looking, but aren't welcome in the Caribbean.  They are a Pacific Ocean fish, with no predator in the Caribbean.  They were released from a tank into the waters around Grand Cayman about 10 years ago and are now taking over.  They can produce 30,000 eggs every 4 days.  They ruin the reef and gobble up all kinds of schools of tropical fish. The locals can legally hunt them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610461997044489922" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 293px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FjyM75QxT_k/TdxddfeqXsI/AAAAAAAACwI/fWlySARofDc/s400/Lionfish-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;They are pretty cool to see in the water while snorkeling. We only saw 3, so the locals must be doing a good job keeping their population down.  We don't want them to ruin the amazing reef around Grand Cayman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-7849794305514536653?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7849794305514536653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=7849794305514536653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7849794305514536653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7849794305514536653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/05/sting-ray-city.html' title='Sting Ray City'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3HZfQA0dmGE/TdvDIQ_pkfI/AAAAAAAACv4/6sDieq_-xfk/s72-c/stingray%2Bcity%252C%2Bgrand%2Bcayman%2Bdownloaded.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-7587912375393657757</id><published>2011-05-21T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T15:47:23.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sting Ray City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grand Cayman water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snorkel'/><title type='text'>Grand Cayman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mK5JD4dy7r8/Tdg4zedhtCI/AAAAAAAACvo/5Bdey_ZLmvs/s1600/DSCN2134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609295792891343906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mK5JD4dy7r8/Tdg4zedhtCI/AAAAAAAACvo/5Bdey_ZLmvs/s400/DSCN2134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm home from a wonderful vacation to the Grand Cayman with friends. Like visiting grandma's house, you'll just have to put up with a few vacation pictures this week. Let me begin with the water...so amazingly beautiful and warm—unbelievably warm. It was by far the clearest and warmest ocean water I have ever snorkeled in!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609292443064802290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8oJP2tSmMJU/Tdg1wfYpG_I/AAAAAAAACuo/ZfJRzVhD8h0/s400/DSCN2133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609292319547100066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YoUR-VSzEHc/Tdg1pTPui6I/AAAAAAAACug/4s_l-rA_u-8/s400/DSCN2120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Below is a little video of what we think was a jelly fish. Not sure why I decided to baby talk while taping this—a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; now, but at the time, it just looked so cute, like a little snow flake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-48baaceda7e2ef0a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D48baaceda7e2ef0a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D769659CEF5EBC1DF6A5200850EB8D382EF3E6E8D.7F89D0B58ECD74C3357B222F7F0344F507018A40%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D48baaceda7e2ef0a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DELai9e5HTWq9VjkXLaKQO7akUJA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D48baaceda7e2ef0a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D769659CEF5EBC1DF6A5200850EB8D382EF3E6E8D.7F89D0B58ECD74C3357B222F7F0344F507018A40%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D48baaceda7e2ef0a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DELai9e5HTWq9VjkXLaKQO7akUJA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;yman Islands are famous for their blue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;iguana&lt;/span&gt;, which are mostly found on Little Cayman. However, we ran across several on the Grand. In person, their heads look kind of blue, but in pictures, they're gray. So, probably not the famous blue ones, but we still enjoyed spotting them—not something you see all over Oregon.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609295537917328002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x2Q-U-Q9ZDg/Tdg4kom--oI/AAAAAAAACvg/983FM9AzSrw/s400/lizard%2Bin%2Btree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609293995493049442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TRV5U1MxJms/Tdg3K2oYRGI/AAAAAAAACvQ/FfxAjkvlP7A/s400/DSCN2117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Their heads are grayish blue, body's are green, and their tails are yellow and black striped. God was having fun the day He created these guys! We'd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;see them in parking lots or on the side of road. They'd let us get kind of close for a photo, too. Zoom did the rest. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609293270109257970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fezkmR0Sp1g/Tdg2goXaAPI/AAAAAAAACvA/jVjPWbAg0vQ/s400/DSCN2178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The video below is one I spied moving closer to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ocean&lt;/span&gt;. His head looked very blue, but his body color looked like all the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2cc38349d55b62b3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2cc38349d55b62b3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83084D34F31B091C57F4830C9FEC68DD8A0713BE.15FD6CC9246DC90D1E03F9FD7E479F53C3DE45AE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2cc38349d55b62b3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ft45h6XrjGNAGhJUtUNs4SQzi8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2cc38349d55b62b3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83084D34F31B091C57F4830C9FEC68DD8A0713BE.15FD6CC9246DC90D1E03F9FD7E479F53C3DE45AE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2cc38349d55b62b3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ft45h6XrjGNAGhJUtUNs4SQzi8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e really loved visiting Grand Cayman. Check back soon for some cool Sting Ray City pictures. &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/7837089277407398529-7587912375393657757?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7587912375393657757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=7587912375393657757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7587912375393657757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7587912375393657757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/05/grand-cayman.html' title='Grand Cayman'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mK5JD4dy7r8/Tdg4zedhtCI/AAAAAAAACvo/5Bdey_ZLmvs/s72-c/DSCN2134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-1528203276345909052</id><published>2011-04-18T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T10:39:16.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scott and Courtney Mills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scottsdale Arizona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Different Point of View'/><title type='text'>Ride in the helo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;While in Phoenix, my nephew Scott took me flying. He's a new helicopter pilot. I was so excited. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597105316413731858" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFRsGg3HrWc/TazpoWtKdBI/AAAAAAAACuI/Vp6-jrAjGs8/s400/pilot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;When I arrived at the airport, I learned 3 things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;1) Our helicopter had no doors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;2) My nephew's own wife and mother have not been brave enough to fly with him yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3) We were taking off between two hangers and not out on a runway. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597105117674407298" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BooZi1DP_wI/TazpcyWBBYI/AAAAAAAACt4/9Qlf4A32_F0/s400/heli.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nevertheless, our take off was flawless, as evidenced below!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-129e5b8c39c4b9bc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D129e5b8c39c4b9bc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62D1A648116EEDDD48FD469E89DFF09912809723.3B74CBF9CD9A34E4008B27FF69E1188F83E0542D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D129e5b8c39c4b9bc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyG3EFQR0unPbCs38C7czL8HRjnw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D129e5b8c39c4b9bc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62D1A648116EEDDD48FD469E89DFF09912809723.3B74CBF9CD9A34E4008B27FF69E1188F83E0542D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D129e5b8c39c4b9bc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyG3EFQR0unPbCs38C7czL8HRjnw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597105206782091842" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f-jXy1sBPXo/Tazph-S8YkI/AAAAAAAACuA/BW1g1L4fXIE/s400/Me%2B%2526%2BScott.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here we are flying high over North Mountain below. You can barely see the hiking trails. Eve and I hiked this mountain twice while in Scottsdale. In the small helicopter, we could sure feel the wind gusts off the mountain. Scott did a great job keeping it steady to minimize my fear...again, no doors!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597105435418562834" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oz3-qYN0fJs/TazpvSCIERI/AAAAAAAACuQ/bsKNYMIuckg/s400/N.%2BMT.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Below is an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;aerial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; of a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.tapatiocliffshilton.com/dining/different-pointe-of-view/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pointe&lt;/span&gt; of View&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(great place to watch sunset while sipping iced tea) and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.tapatiocliffshilton.com/pools/index.cfm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hilton at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tapatio&lt;/span&gt; Cliffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;where we stayed. The pools were beautiful—lots of waterfalls! Sure can't tell from 1000 feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597105532733622178" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iiNIiuHt89o/Tazp08j2B6I/AAAAAAAACuY/gLXFXrQfUTo/s400/DSCN2076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Our landing was perfect too! Nice and smooth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-eb55fea9ee334709" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deb55fea9ee334709%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C1EC713AF7A7C43DC610896B158E781E0C69421.DA9E864C5E7565CB4CD747E8DBF7EB53D7E6AA1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deb55fea9ee334709%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2q0_rhPsPaowkRXe0MTrHcMdxmA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deb55fea9ee334709%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C1EC713AF7A7C43DC610896B158E781E0C69421.DA9E864C5E7565CB4CD747E8DBF7EB53D7E6AA1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deb55fea9ee334709%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2q0_rhPsPaowkRXe0MTrHcMdxmA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Scott is a great pilot—very skilled and careful. I would fly with him anytime! Thanks for a great ride! What a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-1528203276345909052?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1528203276345909052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=1528203276345909052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1528203276345909052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1528203276345909052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/04/ride-in-hilo.html' title='Ride in the helo'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFRsGg3HrWc/TazpoWtKdBI/AAAAAAAACuI/Vp6-jrAjGs8/s72-c/pilot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-1609272436212229306</id><published>2011-04-13T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T08:37:39.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Rockets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scottsdale Arizona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seattle'/><title type='text'>3 posts in one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know, I'm way behind in my posts. Work has been swamped and I've been super busy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;preparing&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WCCA&lt;/span&gt; seminar yesterday. I am so glad to have it behind me, and it went well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PTL&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, so here are 3 short posts about the past 3 weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bree and Curtis were here for a wedding. Bree was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bridesmaid&lt;/span&gt; in her friend, Liz's wedding. They have been friends since first grade. The wedding was lovely! We had lots of fun!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vYVIEhkgmBE/TaW_rJTGTTI/AAAAAAAACtQ/rx-xwVeTUjE/s1600/DSCN2044.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595088860029013298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vYVIEhkgmBE/TaW_rJTGTTI/AAAAAAAACtQ/rx-xwVeTUjE/s400/DSCN2044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31mCI-3AAFc/TaW_j21GQgI/AAAAAAAACtI/GqC2XfpVOhU/s1600/DSCN2043.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595088734812258818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31mCI-3AAFc/TaW_j21GQgI/AAAAAAAACtI/GqC2XfpVOhU/s400/DSCN2043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; Liz' gown was gorgeous. She was a beautiful bride! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1vPNTjD90_Q/TaW_eNJwHfI/AAAAAAAACtA/kfPu0coctrc/s1600/DSCN2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595088637725253106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1vPNTjD90_Q/TaW_eNJwHfI/AAAAAAAACtA/kfPu0coctrc/s400/DSCN2039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bree and Curtis were here for a week that flew by. The following weekend, I went to Seattle with my sister to see our brother and wonderful sister-in-law, who we adore. Below we sit for lunch at Johnny Rockets! They even sang for us. What a fun place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595090409537620530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Lft3w49dx0/TaXBFVqvSjI/AAAAAAAACtw/-HHgPDIXfrA/s400/DSCN2045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595089068000940898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YW3ItxUB-ic/TaW_3QDeE2I/AAAAAAAACtg/9hvCkhqAn9Q/s400/DSCN2046.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And now, I'm off to Phoenix for a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;work-cation&lt;/span&gt;. Couple days of work and a couple days to play with my friend Eve. April is our birthday month, so it's fun to get together every April. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595089917021875346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9ZIm8_HILU/TaXAoq51bJI/AAAAAAAACto/MmUSoxDIVfM/s400/Tammy%252C%2BEve%252C%2BCake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Check back next week for a diet and exercise update post. Yikes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-1609272436212229306?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1609272436212229306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=1609272436212229306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1609272436212229306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1609272436212229306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/04/3-posts-in-one.html' title='3 posts in one'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vYVIEhkgmBE/TaW_rJTGTTI/AAAAAAAACtQ/rx-xwVeTUjE/s72-c/DSCN2044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-8649557334106602481</id><published>2011-03-23T11:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T08:38:58.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tre&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday party for a horse'/><title type='text'>Now we've seen everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My brother-in-law owns a horse, a thoroughbred race horse to be exact. Or should I say my niece, Emma, owns the horse. His name is Tre' and he's a beauty.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 90% verdana; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ht4yQ-ZT7PE/TYtk17t_9JI/AAAAAAAACso/3Y64ewq58aU/s1600/emma%2Band%2Btre.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ht4yQ-ZT7PE/TYtk17t_9JI/AAAAAAAACso/3Y64ewq58aU/s400/emma%2Band%2Btre.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587670640409703570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zhbXQc1fA9c"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a video of him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, "Triple Gainer", at Churchill Downs in 2007.  He finished 10th in his first and only race.  Mark likes to say that someone forgot to tell Tre that he was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font: 90% verdana; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;racehorse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 90% monospace; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Tre' recently turned 7.  How does one celebrate a special horse's birthday?  With a birthday party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;of course,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; complete with a guest horse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font: 90% verdana; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_R2lHIJzuts/TYpCVkfMF9I/AAAAAAAACsg/JR9BGhJgkYE/s1600/horse%2BBirthday%2BCake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_R2lHIJzuts/TYpCVkfMF9I/AAAAAAAACsg/JR9BGhJgkYE/s400/horse%2BBirthday%2BCake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587351226045700050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xS9T46whN5k/TYpCR0UJyTI/AAAAAAAACsY/Da4FfIxF3dA/s1600/horse%2BParty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xS9T46whN5k/TYpCR0UJyTI/AAAAAAAACsY/Da4FfIxF3dA/s400/horse%2BParty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587351161574902066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Tre'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font: 90% verdana; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CcEwl6CfGaM/TYtk_NtYDrI/AAAAAAAACsw/vj5XSIK3gE4/s1600/emma%2Bon%2Btre.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CcEwl6CfGaM/TYtk_NtYDrI/AAAAAAAACsw/vj5XSIK3gE4/s400/emma%2Bon%2Btre.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587670799857749682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7837089277407398529-8649557334106602481?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8649557334106602481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=8649557334106602481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8649557334106602481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8649557334106602481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/03/now-weve-seen-everything.html' title='Now we&apos;ve seen everything.'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ht4yQ-ZT7PE/TYtk17t_9JI/AAAAAAAACso/3Y64ewq58aU/s72-c/emma%2Band%2Btre.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-6223523062872775980</id><published>2011-03-14T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T16:27:25.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam Shimer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln City Half Marathon'/><title type='text'>Lincoln City Half</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Thanks, friends, for the requests to post about the Lincoln City Half Marathon 2 weeks ago.  Let me begin by shouting, "PRAISE THE LORD! THANK YOU, JESUS!"  There was no rain, no wind, clear blue sky, and I did way better than I should have for only training on the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were around 400 participants and  I finished 16th in my age division.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  I thought I'd come in dead last and finish around 4 hours.  But, I didn't.   I crossed the finish line in front of 31 people at the 3 hour and 20 minute mark.  Whoo hoo!  I would have finished even faster &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;but....more on that in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner finished in only 1 hr and 15 minutes. Holy cow!  He is a 25 year old Oregon State Police Trooper.  Here's is a &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.thenewsguard.com/sports/article_d817e4be-4a72-11e0-a461-001cc4c002e0.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; as well as a picture of him stopping after crossing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the finish line.  Tall and lean. When he whizzed by me, his strides and speed were mind boggling.  I wish I had a picture to post of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1a6YR2gPqh4/TX6ViTK6JfI/AAAAAAAACsI/VAXy8Tzt9rU/s1600/finish%2Bline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1a6YR2gPqh4/TX6ViTK6JfI/AAAAAAAACsI/VAXy8Tzt9rU/s400/finish%2Bline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584065004480112114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The route was beautiful along a river.  Here is how the website described the route, “Due to a slide on Schooner Creek Road, the race will now start and finish at WAPITI PARK. This scenic course will take participants on rural two-lane county roads through coastal woods and along fields and streams. Plenty of friendly volunteers will be on hand to provide directions and water throughout the race.”&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bHNdKYn2Ep8/TX6YDR_sF4I/AAAAAAAACsQ/HxHBkx9E_PQ/s1600/Wapiti%2BPark.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bHNdKYn2Ep8/TX6YDR_sF4I/AAAAAAAACsQ/HxHBkx9E_PQ/s400/Wapiti%2BPark.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584067770123556738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do you see any mention of hills in that description? Nope. Not even a hint about hills, much less lots of them in every mile. They also failed to disclosed the long, long, long upward sloping hill in mile 12.  I truly think that should be against the rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned earlier, I was only training twice a week and had a couple 8 and 9 mile walks leading into this event.  There are no hills on my route, so now I was even less prepared.  Nevertheless, I shot out of the gate and stuck to a 14 minute mile pace.  I slowed a little going up the hills and jogged down them—again and again and again. Until mile 11.5.  That is where I hit a wall. I slowed a bit, ate/drank one of the gross little gel packs, turned a corner and saw the previously mentioned long long long slow uphill grade. I actually cried.  I think it took me about 20 minutes to go from 11.5 to mile 12.5.  But at the top of the hill, I sped up as fast as I could and finished strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal was to finish, not come in last, and not to leave anything in the tank—burn it all on the course.   I did all that, so I'm happy with the result. I was pretty sore for three or four days after. Plus I sported two huge blisters on my feet. I earned those babies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;All in all, it was a good start. My June half will be faster and my goal for the Disneyland half is to finish in 2 hours and 55 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(I think maybe I've lost my mind.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-6223523062872775980?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6223523062872775980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=6223523062872775980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6223523062872775980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6223523062872775980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/03/lincoln-city-half.html' title='Lincoln City Half'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1a6YR2gPqh4/TX6ViTK6JfI/AAAAAAAACsI/VAXy8Tzt9rU/s72-c/finish%2Bline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-7819081197126255694</id><published>2011-03-10T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T14:51:39.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zumba'/><title type='text'>Jumping on the Band Wagon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ZUMBA!  ZUMBA!    It's all the rave and I finally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;joined a class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I've wanted to try Zumba for about 2 years now. People sure rave about it.  Last week I started a class through &lt;a href="http://www.curves.com/the-workout/zumba-fitness.php"&gt;Curves&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0ATmD1h_co/TXlVOclLXxI/AAAAAAAACr4/aYyz8GRiSLs/s1600/curves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0ATmD1h_co/TXlVOclLXxI/AAAAAAAACr4/aYyz8GRiSLs/s400/curves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582586919781097234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's really fun and gets my heart rate sky high pretty quick.  It is much more cardiovascular than walking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never done Curves before either and I have to say that I really like it, What a great place for ladies to work out! I like their set up and how you get a really good weight and cardio work out with stretching in just 40 minutes. Very cool set up!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WOKNJ6QJz0U/TXlVSijhyUI/AAAAAAAACsA/T1xpBKwxpQI/s1600/curves%2Bzumba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WOKNJ6QJz0U/TXlVSijhyUI/AAAAAAAACsA/T1xpBKwxpQI/s400/curves%2Bzumba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582586990104267074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm jumping on the Zumba band wagon and becoming a big fan. &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/7837089277407398529-7819081197126255694?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7819081197126255694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=7819081197126255694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7819081197126255694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7819081197126255694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/03/jumping-on-band-wagon.html' title='Jumping on the Band Wagon'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0ATmD1h_co/TXlVOclLXxI/AAAAAAAACr4/aYyz8GRiSLs/s72-c/curves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-3574902030304282540</id><published>2011-03-05T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T09:15:49.215-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln City Half Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WCCA'/><title type='text'>Ready or Not...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rain or shine, in shape or not, the &lt;a href="http://www.active.com/running/lincoln-city-or/3rd-annual-lincoln-city-halfmarathon-and-10k-2011"&gt;Lincoln City Half Marathon &lt;/a&gt;is this Sunday. Yikes! I'm not ready, but I can't stop the calendar from turning. So, I'll have a fun weekend at the beach with girlfriends and not worry about my time, I just need to finish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Unlike in years past, this year I only set a &lt;a href="http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-goals.html"&gt;few goals&lt;/a&gt;. One was to do a half marathon every quarter. This is the first. Boedy and I have been walking twice a week. We've both lost 5 pounds, which is a lot for him...a 50 pound dog. Work has been swamped...lots of travel and overtime, plus lots of tasks for my new role in &lt;a href="http://www.wccaonline.org/"&gt;WCCA&lt;/a&gt;. So it's not very easy to train on the weekends only. A couple of our walks have been 8 or 9 miles, but were excruciatingly slow!  I know can do 13.1 miles in Lincoln City...in the rain, but I have a feeling I'll come in last. "That's okay!  Don't be embarrassed, just finish!" At least that's what I'm trying to convince myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The next one is in June and I'll be way faster. Then September &lt;a href="http://espnwwos.disney.go.com/events/rundisney/disneyland-half-marathon/"&gt;Disneyland half &lt;/a&gt;has a time limit, so I &lt;strong&gt;WILL&lt;/strong&gt; be plenty fast by then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I may be starting out slow, but at least I'm starting! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-3574902030304282540?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3574902030304282540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=3574902030304282540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3574902030304282540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3574902030304282540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/03/ready-or-not.html' title='Ready or Not...'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-5648618922401839591</id><published>2011-03-01T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T19:48:30.336-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caribbean Cruise giveaway'/><title type='text'>Caribbean Cruise giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Check out this giveaway over on author Michelle Sutton's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://edgyinspirationalauthor.blogspot.com/2011/02/win-all-expense-paid-florida-vacation.html"&gt;New giveaway! Win an all expense paid Florida vacation that includes a Caribbean Cruise to the Bahamas!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579324107798450994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7UWlNpF4tP8/TW29tywZkzI/AAAAAAAACrw/oNqqV3-oykg/s400/Cruise%2Bship.jpg" border="0" /&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/7837089277407398529-5648618922401839591?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5648618922401839591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=5648618922401839591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/5648618922401839591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/5648618922401839591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/03/caribbean-cruise-giveaway.html' title='Caribbean Cruise giveaway'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7UWlNpF4tP8/TW29tywZkzI/AAAAAAAACrw/oNqqV3-oykg/s72-c/Cruise%2Bship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-8012958028947383275</id><published>2011-02-25T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T08:48:33.765-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ford County'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Grisham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theodore Boone Kid Lawyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Confession'/><title type='text'>Ford County</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate to say it, but John Grisham's book, &lt;em&gt;Ford County&lt;/em&gt;, is really awful!!!!  I don't care about his writing style, head hopping, that doesn't bother me at all.  I just want a good storyline with likable characters and villains to fear.  But his book, &lt;em&gt;Ford County,&lt;/em&gt; has no likable characters and terrible story lines. It's a couple years old and contains seven short stories taking place in &lt;em&gt;Ford County&lt;/em&gt;, which is where his first novel, &lt;em&gt;Time to Kill&lt;/em&gt;, took place.  His two newest books, &lt;em&gt;The Confession&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Theodore Boone, Kid Lawyer&lt;/em&gt; are both entertaining page turners.  But this &lt;em&gt;Ford County&lt;/em&gt; just stinks, which is sad for me to say, as I am a die hard John Grisham fan.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry, man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-8012958028947383275?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8012958028947383275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=8012958028947383275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8012958028947383275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8012958028947383275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/02/ford-county.html' title='Ford County'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-813347587503934016</id><published>2011-02-20T10:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T10:40:41.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><title type='text'>Ladybug is gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ladybug deteriorated a lot this week when I was gone to Denver for work. We had to put her down on Saturday. It's heartbreaking and surreal. I will really miss that silly girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575843285576828866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAwf2lQTiTo/TWFf7RgNx8I/AAAAAAAACro/tMuJTc2cpIE/s400/c%2B7%2BLadybug%2Bkiss.JPG" border="0" /&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/7837089277407398529-813347587503934016?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/813347587503934016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=813347587503934016' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/813347587503934016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/813347587503934016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/02/ladybug-is-gone.html' title='Ladybug is gone'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAwf2lQTiTo/TWFf7RgNx8I/AAAAAAAACro/tMuJTc2cpIE/s72-c/c%2B7%2BLadybug%2Bkiss.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-565072295401118334</id><published>2011-02-09T21:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T16:51:21.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proverbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sclorosis of the liver in dogs'/><title type='text'>My sweet baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a25A8-OkP4c/TVN2zWg7w7I/AAAAAAAACrg/xfshuysZ184/s1600/Ladybug%2Bcute.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571927788576555954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a25A8-OkP4c/TVN2zWg7w7I/AAAAAAAACrg/xfshuysZ184/s400/Ladybug%2Bcute.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;You all know how much I love my dogs from all the pictures and funny videos I post of them. But this post contains sad pictures, for Ladybug is back in liver failure. As you may recall from the&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,255,204)" href="http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/ladybugs-sick.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;posts two years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she went into liver failure and almost died. A biopsy revealed copper build up in her liver leading to sclerosis. No, we had not been feeding her pennies...or alcohol. Apparently copper is in all foods because of it's abundance in the soil. Most of our livers process the copper out. Not Ladybug's. The Vet said in the February of 2009 that she wouldn't make it to her 5th birthday. We prayed and prayed, and God answered. She made it to her 5th birthday and then her 6th. Now she is only two months away from turning 7. But the Vet says she won't survive a week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TVNzPVzhhgI/AAAAAAAACrY/UjpOEDvKFrU/s1600/lady.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571923871375918594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TVNzPVzhhgI/AAAAAAAACrY/UjpOEDvKFrU/s400/lady.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Her belly is super bloated from fluids that the liver isn't processing right. She is weak and dehydrated. Fluid builds up in her belly instead of hydrating her body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CmwcHgCyTH4/TVNzKu22YMI/AAAAAAAACrQ/pYKL9NgvWZU/s1600/ladybug.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571923792201408706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CmwcHgCyTH4/TVNzKu22YMI/AAAAAAAACrQ/pYKL9NgvWZU/s400/ladybug.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;She looks pregnant, sad, and miserable. I took her in two weeks ago, thinking they'd put her down. I can't stand to see her suffer. As soon as I opened the vet office doors, I burst into tears. But to my great relief, the Vet said it wasn't time. She isn't in pain, although she is uncomfortable. He said I have maybe another week with her. When she stops eating and drinking, she'll deteriorate fast and it will be obvious that it's time. Until then, he said I could give her as many last meals as she wants. So I have. She loves a little strawberry yogurt on her dog food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;If she were twelve or fourteen years old, this would be so much easier. But six is too young to die! Below is a poor quality video from several years ago when she was alert and healthy. I want her back like this—notice her toys nearby. She loves her toys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d68c22445767cf4e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd68c22445767cf4e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D607841E16BDEF4F39514CECA69A2FC83E9B03C52.E18905BBAB05108CDC2872FCAF7DB87C9C14E25%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd68c22445767cf4e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj2Qcz6U7muMewFnEUIXqrYsW2Oo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd68c22445767cf4e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D607841E16BDEF4F39514CECA69A2FC83E9B03C52.E18905BBAB05108CDC2872FCAF7DB87C9C14E25%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd68c22445767cf4e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj2Qcz6U7muMewFnEUIXqrYsW2Oo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My brother-in-law thinks it's dumb to ask for prayer for pets. But God cares about what we care about. He even says in Proverbs that people who regard the lives of their animals are blessed. So, I continue to pray for my Ladybug and ask anyone who's willing, please pray for her too. There is power in unified prayer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-565072295401118334?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/565072295401118334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=565072295401118334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/565072295401118334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/565072295401118334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-sweet-baby.html' title='My sweet baby'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a25A8-OkP4c/TVN2zWg7w7I/AAAAAAAACrg/xfshuysZ184/s72-c/Ladybug%2Bcute.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-1748374166103796056</id><published>2011-01-29T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T09:56:40.109-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flip the Coin date'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McMinnimens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thompson&apos;s Brewery in Salem'/><title type='text'>Flip-the-Coin Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My first ever Flip-the-Coin date was a huge success. Dan and I like to make Friday nights our date night, which doesn't have to be elaborate, just whatever we are in the mood for. Sometimes we go to dinner and movie with friends, other times it's just us. Sometimes we go to dinner then complete the dreaded chore of grocery shopping at Ware-Mart. I hate that place, but if we're together on a Friday night after a nice dinner, it doesn't seem so bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A few weeks ago, we were so tired on a Friday night that we didn't want to go out at all or cook a big meal.  So, we just opened some cans of Healthy Choice soup and made grilled cheese sandwiches together.  Then we sat in the hot tub and by 7:30 PM, we were in our PJ's in front of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Netflix&lt;/span&gt; movie. Friday nights is just whatever we're are in the mood for. Simple or big, we make it what we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last Friday, the only thing that interested my taste buds was a burger from Red Robin. What a weird craving! However, Friday nights at Red Robin are loud and busy with a long wait. So as I drove home late from work, I ruled Red Robin out. I didn't want to wait an hour to get seated just for a burger. Unfortunately, nothing else sounded good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I got home, changed and we left again, it was twenty to six. "Where to?" Dan asked. I had a Sees Candy coupon from Christmas, so I asked him to go there first. When we were finished, he said again, "Where to?" I told him to pick, but he didn't know either. I grabbed a quarter and flipped it. With my hand covering the coin, I said, "Heads—we head out south and tails—we turn over the West Salem bridge." He said okay, sounds fun. Then asked if there are any good restaurants in West Salem. "I have no idea but it's heads." West Salem would have to wait for another day as were traveling south. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so our first Flip-the-Coin date began. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We did not know what we were doing, so we just made it up as we went. No fast food and no place we'd eaten before. And because it was already late, we wanted to stay in town. South Salem would be new to us, as we never go out there. We flipped the quarter at any restaurant that sounded good and skipped ones that didn't. Heads was always head straight and tails was turn in. So far, everything came up heads, so we kept passing restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We when got to the fork of Commercial and Liberty, we decided heads was heading straight on Commercial and tails was turning onto Liberty. Ah...finally a tails. "Great," Dan said. "There's nothing out Liberty except that little shopping center with a Subway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We can always turn on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kubler&lt;/span&gt; and head back down Commercial."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good plan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we passed a bright two-story house on a small hill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcmenamins.com/Thompson"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thompson's Brewery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McMenamins&lt;/span&gt;. We've never been to this one before and didn't even know it existed. After we passed it, I flipped the coin. Heads was head straight still, but tails would be turn around. It was tails. We traveled on to the little shopping village and pulled in to turn around. There were two possibilities in the shopping village: a Sports Grill and Cancun's Mexican Restaurant—never heard of either one. We flipped the coin to stay or turn back. It was tails to turn back. Twice tails to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcmenamins.com/Thompson"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thompson's Brewery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. So we followed the flip. The parking lot at Thompson's was packed, but there was no waiting to be seated inside. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we both ordered burgers, Dan told me he was glad we didn't end up at a Mexican or Italian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;, as he was in the mood for a burger. Oh my stars, me too! We had no idea where were we going, but where we ended up was absolutely perfect for what we both had craved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know if every Flip-the-Coin date is this successful, but I'll certainly try one again the next time neither of us know where we want to go—flipping a coin is a fun way to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should give it a try. If time allows, flip to stay in town or head out. Flip for Bridgeport or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Beaverton&lt;/span&gt;. Flip to go to either Corvallis or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;McMinnville&lt;/span&gt;. Or maybe flip between West or South Salem, like us. Since we rarely go to either place, I imagine we'll flip &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;between&lt;/span&gt; them again someday. It's a fun way to find new places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older I get the more I realize how easily I am entertained by the littlest of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-1748374166103796056?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1748374166103796056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=1748374166103796056' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1748374166103796056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1748374166103796056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/01/flip-coin-date.html' title='Flip-the-Coin Date'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-4234094812627506211</id><published>2011-01-20T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T11:29:21.874-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 Tim 6:17-19'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matt 6:19:21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Borden'/><title type='text'>William Borden</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My pastor often talks about a young man from the early 1900's named William Borden. When he was in college, his wealthy father died and left William a fortune. Yet, William gave up his luxurious lifestyle and his dad's riches to become a missionary in Egypt. Six months after arriving on the mission field, William got sick and died. Upon the return of William’s possessions, his family received his Bible. In it William Borden wrote, “No Reserve! No Retreat! No Regret! For outside of faith in Christ, there is no explanation for such a life.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The more I think about William’s words, the more I realize just how deep and true they are. Eternity with Christ in Heaven is the only explanation for devoting one’s life to helping others find Jesus. The earthly wealth Borden gave up was nothing compared to the indestructible and indescribable treasure he received in Heaven. The same principal is available for all Christians. Just read Matthew 6: 19-21 that teaches us to store up treasure in Heaven. That treasure stems from our deeds on earth per 1 Timothy 6:17-19. I wonder what the treasure in Heaven will be like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why do you think we don’t spend more time and energy on good deeds and reaching the lost for Christ when it has such eternal rewards for both the lost soul and us? It is a total win/win deal from God. I really want to be more like William Borden. I know it’s hard to keep that fire burning bright every single day, but I think the key is focusing on one day at a time without worrying about the next. Seek God daily, asking the Holy Spirit to stoke the fire everyday, study the word with intent and ask for opportunities to serve or witness. Then obey when He answers. The ramifications for such obedience are eternal, and beautiful, and fun to ponder! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-4234094812627506211?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4234094812627506211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=4234094812627506211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4234094812627506211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4234094812627506211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/01/william-borden.html' title='William Borden'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-4250638039958620128</id><published>2011-01-17T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T09:02:03.868-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half marathons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pacific Crest Half Marathon'/><title type='text'>Bring on the Halfs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, I've set my half marathon schedule and am all registered for a few. I guess now it is time to actually start working out.  The first one is only 6 weeks away.  It's awfully rainy and cold out.  I've never trained for a walk entirely on the treadmill. I hear it isn't even close to the same.  So I'm going to either have to buck up or live dangerously.  Hmmm.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.active.com/running/lincoln-city-or/3rd-annual-lincoln-city-halfmarathon-and-10k-2011"&gt;Lincoln City Half&lt;/a&gt;, 3-6-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://www.eugenemarathon.com/half-marathon/"&gt;Eugene Half&lt;/a&gt;, 5-1-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://www.racecenter.com/pacificcrest/runs/index.htm"&gt;Pacific Crest&lt;/a&gt; 6-25-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4) &lt;a href="http://espnwwos.disney.go.com/events/rundisney/disneyland-half-marathon/"&gt;Disney Half&lt;/a&gt;, 9-4-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5) Silver Creek Falls, 11-5-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm considering dropping one of the above, as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;four in a year is plenty.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Five is a bit much and honestly, this is quite a challenge. I don't know if I really want to do all these halfs. 13.1 miles is a long flippin' way! This was a really good idea a month ago, but now I'm wondering what I was thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-4250638039958620128?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4250638039958620128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=4250638039958620128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4250638039958620128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4250638039958620128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/01/bring-on-halfs.html' title='Bring on the Halfs'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-3624149398957539356</id><published>2011-01-12T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T15:36:39.581-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunsets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><title type='text'>A winter sunset in Oregon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TRz0sDc809I/AAAAAAAACrA/s3lCLQL0J4I/s1600/DSCN1976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556585077946504146" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TRz0sDc809I/AAAAAAAACrA/s3lCLQL0J4I/s400/DSCN1976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I  glanced up from my computer at work a few weeks ago and was shocked to  see this gorgeous sunset out my window. It took my breath away. I  haven't seen a sunset this vibrant in a long time...maybe ever. I  grabbed my little Nikon and went out to the parking lot to snap a few  pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556584857077073074" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TRz0fMpkxLI/AAAAAAAACqw/A7XRoJojMO0/s400/DSCN1978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;My  photos truly do not do justice to the overwhelming colors streaking  across the whole western sky. It was breathtaking! It looked like the  horizon was blazing with fire.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556584972067300194" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TRz0l5BYY2I/AAAAAAAACq4/2fV7oeDu2rI/s400/DSCN1977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Thank  you, Lord, for filling the earth with amazing beauty.  You promised us  that Heaven is better by far.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's hard to image a sunset better than  this one, but I believe you and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;look forward to your astounding creations in Heaven.  Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7837089277407398529-3624149398957539356?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3624149398957539356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=3624149398957539356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3624149398957539356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3624149398957539356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter-sunset-in-oregon.html' title='A winter sunset in Oregon'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TRz0sDc809I/AAAAAAAACrA/s3lCLQL0J4I/s72-c/DSCN1976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-6160226602533417035</id><published>2011-01-06T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T15:43:46.717-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Years Resolutions'/><title type='text'>New Year Goals</title><content type='html'>Every year I make a long list of New Year's Resolutions. This year is no exception. I don't want to become stagnant in life—I want to be a better person, grow, create new habits, and become more disciplined. So, I make goals for my year. Some I'll accomplish and some I won't, which is fine. I'll try again next year—no big deal. The point is that I challenge myself and make some improvements, even if they are just baby steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My 2011 Goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do 4 half marathons—one each quarter of 2011. Every year I put 'Exercise Consistently' on my goal list. I think I only exercise about 6 months a year. Not because I'm lazy, but because I get sidetracked with other projects and I hate the rain. So this year I've decided to approach this goal differently. If I sign up, pay, and commit to friends that I'll do a half marathon with them each quarter, it should force me to be consistent with exercise the whole year. I'm excited that I might finally accomplish the goal of consistent exercise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Read the Bible each night before bed. I want to be more consistent with my Bible reading. God's word is the best thing to have on my mind as I fall asleep. I want to get into the habit of falling asleep to scriptures and not the TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Finish a writing project. I have 4 and they've been on the back burner far too long. I really want to finish 2 of them this year...or at least one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lose 15 pounds. For the first time in years, I don't have, "Lose 25 pounds" on my New Year's Resolution list. YEAH! Been there and done that! But the bad part of that is the fact that I had lost 37 pounds in 2010 and have gained 15 of it back. Shoot!  I hope to re-lose that 15. My plan to lose is a little different this time.  I'm simply going to eat a little less and exercise a little more. Maybe lose 2 pounds a month. Hopefully that will help me to develop new habits for life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Be INTENTIONAL with my eating. I'm so good at eating fruits and veggies while dieting, and drinking teas and lots of water. But I return to my beloved cookies when the diet is over. Soon my good habits fade. This year I want to learn to be intentional with my eating so I can keep the weight off without feeling totally deprived. I've read lots of books, I know what I'm supposed to do, and now it's time to actually do it. So if I eat a couple cookies, I need to skip the pasta and garlic bread. Pick and choose my calories—be intentional! This is the year to learn to eat without gaining weight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I have several small goals for 2011, these are the main five I will focus on. I don't see any reason I can't complete all of them either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your New Year be blessed, fulfilled, and safe, Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-6160226602533417035?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6160226602533417035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=6160226602533417035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6160226602533417035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6160226602533417035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-goals.html' title='New Year Goals'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-9022245603330259831</id><published>2011-01-04T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T17:03:53.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louis Armstrong. Michaek Buble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etta James'/><title type='text'>Best Gifts Ever</title><content type='html'>One final Christmas post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the best gift you received  this Christmas?  I received two very special presents.  The first came from  my daughter and son-in-law. They made me a CD of the songs played  during dinner at their wedding reception.  They had made a CD of cool  old songs to play before the band started. The CD included Ella  Fitzgerald, Etta James, Louis Armstrong, Dean Martin, and a couple newer ones, like Michael Buble's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feelin' Good&lt;/span&gt;,  which I adore!  It was a lot of work (and money) for Curtis to make  that CD for the reception. For him to do all over again for me was very sweet and thoughtful.  I love this gift and have been listening to nothing else in  my car since receiving it.  Great memories, great music, and made  special for me—you just can't beat a present like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second  special gift is similar and from my sister, Margie.  Years ago when my  grandma passed away, Margie received a box of old time home movies on  the old reels that my grandpa made before he passed away. That happened when I was in  seventh grade, so these movie reels are really old.  Margie's had this box of movie reels for several years  now, and this year she started the daunting process of splicing a bunch  together and putting them onto a DVD. She duplicated it many times  for family. There is no sound, but what great footage—my  sisters doing 50's swing dancing and Go Go dancing, my brothers playing  baseball, my grandparents alive and well, my mom looking like a movie  star.   I'm about 3 years old in the movies and am amazed at how pure  white my hair was.  I was a toe head until becoming a teenager.  It  seems the older I get the darker my hair gets, so it is really strange  to see my hair so dang light it's unreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what special gifts I received  this year.  I love them both and my heart is overflowing with  gratitude.  Thank you Margie, Bree, and Curtis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyone willing to share about something that really touched you?    Not every year is like  that, but when it happens, it comes as such a surprise and sure melts  your heart.  I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-9022245603330259831?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/9022245603330259831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=9022245603330259831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/9022245603330259831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/9022245603330259831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2011/01/best-gifts-ever.html' title='Best Gifts Ever'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-1664625134039613366</id><published>2010-12-29T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T09:34:09.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeless gifts.  Union Gospel Mission'/><title type='text'>I'm still learning lessons from my mom.</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks before Christmas, my mom said something in passing about giving a homeless man a five dollar bill, because she was out of ones. I told her to give her money to the &lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://www.ugmsalem.org/"&gt;Union Gospel Mission&lt;/a&gt; instead. They give free meals to the homeless. Don't give it to the dudes on the street corners, as they are likely to use it for for booze and not food. I think supporting the &lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://www.ugmsalem.org/"&gt;Union Gospel Mission&lt;/a&gt; is a better way to feed the homeless than passing out one dollar bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom then explained she doesn't feel right driving by an obviously homeless person without giving them something. Jesus said that what we do for the least of them, we do for Him. (See below.) Therefore, my mother dear plans to keep giving homeless dudes dollar bills, as it's not her job to monitor what they spend it on. True, but if you want to feed them, why not do why my husband does? He often buys an extra bag of apples to keep in his truck. He passes apples out. Sometimes he even gives the whole bag away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days later my mom presented me with her excellent idea. The next thing I know, I'm buying little peanut butter crackers to participate in her epiphany. We packed little gift bags with an apple, peanut butter crackers, some candy, and one of my grand dad's Bible tracts. Grand dad used to order them by the hundreds and pass them out because he was too shy to talk to strangers about Jesus. When grand dad moved to Heaven, I received a box of his little tracts. I used to hand one out with a dollar to the homeless folks until I saw one of them buying beer in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WinCo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, check out how cute our little homeless gift bags turned out. We signed the tags, "Merry Christmas! Love, Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TRuzfQzyI0I/AAAAAAAACqI/t4WmJNK8hAQ/s1600/gifts%2Bfor%2Bbums.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556231914961118018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TRuzfQzyI0I/AAAAAAAACqI/t4WmJNK8hAQ/s400/gifts%2Bfor%2Bbums.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We made a dozen of them and put them in mom's car and mine to pass out as we did our Christmas shopping and running around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TRuza9yxzAI/AAAAAAAACqA/TjCtszG53DM/s1600/gift%2Bfor%2Bbum.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556231841137150978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TRuza9yxzAI/AAAAAAAACqA/TjCtszG53DM/s400/gift%2Bfor%2Bbum.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,102); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Matthew 25: 34-46&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;“Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;“Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24047"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24048"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;“The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;“Then he will say to those on his left, ‘Depart from me, you who are cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;For I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me nothing to drink,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;I was a stranger and you did not invite me in, I needed clothes and you did not clothe me, I was sick and in prison and you did not look after me.’&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;“They also will answer, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or needing clothes or sick or in prison, and did not help you?’&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;“He will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.’&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;“Then they will go away to eternal punishment, but the righteous to eternal life.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&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/7837089277407398529-1664625134039613366?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1664625134039613366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=1664625134039613366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1664625134039613366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1664625134039613366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-still-learning-from-my-moms-example.html' title='I&apos;m still learning lessons from my mom.'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TRuzfQzyI0I/AAAAAAAACqI/t4WmJNK8hAQ/s72-c/gifts%2Bfor%2Bbums.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-2617757403590793837</id><published>2010-12-29T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T15:00:36.269-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grand dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pugles'/><title type='text'>New Grand Dog</title><content type='html'>Thank you, friends, for asking me to end my blogging break. I rarely see comments, so I appreciate the verbal feedback. I'm glad some of you enjoy my pictures, weird musings, and ramblings. I've made a long list of topics to blog about, starting with a fun one—introducing my friends and family to Sir Theodore Roosevelt Howard, my new grand dog. Isn't he cute!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556229285090461826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TRuxGLxwiII/AAAAAAAACpw/_WDguSNQb5w/s400/Teddy%2Bhalf%2Basleep.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Bree came home for 12 days this Christmas bringing her new puppy and new hubby. What a blast we had...except for the trip to the ER. Curtis tore tendons in his ankle. I doubt he'll ever want to play B-ball with his bro-in-law again. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556229404072167746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TRuxNHBNSUI/AAAAAAAACp4/jxzD1kL3AlI/s400/teddy%2Bclose-up.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Back to my grand dog...he is such a sweetie and I am smitten!!! I've changed his name from Theodore to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Theodorable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556229159785583250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TRuw-4-v0pI/AAAAAAAACpo/X6kABLiLJWo/s400/Teddy%2Bboy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Now I have 2 grand dogs, Teddy and Toby. Both are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pugles&lt;/span&gt;, half Pug and half Beagle. They have great personalities. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556227996859753842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TRuv7Mvn5XI/AAAAAAAACpQ/83EQYNZQFmI/s400/DSCN1988.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;There were lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doggie&lt;/span&gt; gifts under the tree this year. What a fun Christmas with a full house—a very special year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7837089277407398529-2617757403590793837?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2617757403590793837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=2617757403590793837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/2617757403590793837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/2617757403590793837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-grand-dog.html' title='New Grand Dog'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TRuxGLxwiII/AAAAAAAACpw/_WDguSNQb5w/s72-c/Teddy%2Bhalf%2Basleep.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-888736408566784827</id><published>2010-12-10T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T15:33:46.886-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biggest Loser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1/2 marathon'/><title type='text'>2 things I learned this week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I've been on a blogging break and I'm not really back, but thought I would stop a moment and share two things I learned this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) From the Biggest Loser: Only one percent of all Americans will ever complete a Marathon. I will never be in that 1%.  I wonder what's the percentage for a 1/2 marathon, though, because I've done a few of those. I even have 2 planned for next year. (As long as my friends come through, hint hint, M &amp;amp; J.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Fifty-nine percent of Americans never read a book cover to cover between high school and death. Holy cow!!! That astounds me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-888736408566784827?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/888736408566784827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=888736408566784827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/888736408566784827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/888736408566784827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/12/2-things-i-learned-this-week.html' title='2 things I learned this week'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-3011961255311453651</id><published>2010-11-15T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T13:40:16.627-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bishop Fulton J. Sheen'/><title type='text'>Quote of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I love this quote posted in my dentist's office from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bishop Fulton J. Sheen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Beauty on the outside never gets into the soul, but beauty of the soul reflects itself on the face. It's loveliness refuses to be imprisoned; it comes out on the eyes, the words, and the kindness of the hands."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How true. &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/7837089277407398529-3011961255311453651?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3011961255311453651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=3011961255311453651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3011961255311453651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3011961255311453651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/11/quote-of-week.html' title='Quote of the Week'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-2920974701394560953</id><published>2010-11-09T14:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T15:12:27.290-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dieting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabbage soup diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weightloss Cure'/><title type='text'>13 pounds.   Seriously?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;Since Bree's wedding I've gained 13 pounds.  How the heck did that happen?  It's like 1.25 pounds a week.  Why does it come off so dang slow and come back with lightening speed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TNnUhDpIdXI/AAAAAAAACoM/9lcCEz3-KE8/s1600/diet%2Bscale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TNnUhDpIdXI/AAAAAAAACoM/9lcCEz3-KE8/s400/diet%2Bscale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537690881207334258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this my life?  A never ending diet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TNnUtr4T68I/AAAAAAAACoc/D4lHAYpN-qU/s1600/low%2Bcarb%2Bchurch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TNnUtr4T68I/AAAAAAAACoc/D4lHAYpN-qU/s400/low%2Bcarb%2Bchurch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537691098166848450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend told me a few months ago that at some point, we must learn to be content with our weight.  I did that....13 pounds ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, only two and half weeks before Thanksgiving, and I am starting a diet.  My goal is to lose 13 pounds by 1-1-11.  If I don't diet through the holiday, then come 1/1/11, my 13 pounds regained will become 20. I can't let that happen.  It scares and depresses me.  I worked so hard to lose 35 pounds, but the real work is now...keeping it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I ask, is this my life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TNnUkhSQyrI/AAAAAAAACoU/5yjq-7Q2qzU/s1600/fad-diets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TNnUkhSQyrI/AAAAAAAACoU/5yjq-7Q2qzU/s400/fad-diets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537690940704082610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7837089277407398529-2920974701394560953?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2920974701394560953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=2920974701394560953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/2920974701394560953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/2920974701394560953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/11/13-pounds-seriously.html' title='13 pounds.   Seriously?'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TNnUhDpIdXI/AAAAAAAACoM/9lcCEz3-KE8/s72-c/diet%2Bscale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-6175333202264039155</id><published>2010-11-01T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T09:39:40.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Krispy Kreme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Oregon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voodoo Donuts'/><title type='text'>Voodoo Donuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've heard about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.voodoodoughnut.com/"&gt;Voodoo Donuts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in downtown Portland for a couple years now, but never had the opportunity to go.  When Dan and I flew to Palm Springs a few weeks ago, a lady boarded our plane with a box of Voodoo Donuts to take home. She was pretty excited and protective of them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM980paE3nI/AAAAAAAACn8/KaRjjCmUrzY/s1600/voodoo+donut.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534779710971895410" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM980paE3nI/AAAAAAAACn8/KaRjjCmUrzY/s400/voodoo+donut.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, last Saturday I finally went to see what all the fuss was about.  Voodoo Donuts is a freaky little hole in the wall in down town Portland.  They had a long line outside just to get in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM9857S_kGI/AAAAAAAACoE/qkRY0ZOUjG4/s1600/weird+donuts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534779801673371746" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM9857S_kGI/AAAAAAAACoE/qkRY0ZOUjG4/s400/weird+donuts.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The donuts were very different. They have a maple bar with bacon on top and several donuts with cereal toppings.  It was impossible to choose, so we got lots to take home and share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM98mdHL_CI/AAAAAAAACns/hAPJl56sNqY/s1600/lots+of+voodoo+donuts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534779467153275938" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM98mdHL_CI/AAAAAAAACns/hAPJl56sNqY/s400/lots+of+voodoo+donuts.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM98szoqcQI/AAAAAAAACn0/XB0hT5RdfdU/s1600/trish+%26+wanda+with+donuts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534779576278479106" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM98szoqcQI/AAAAAAAACn0/XB0hT5RdfdU/s400/trish+%26+wanda+with+donuts.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My verdict????   Although I enjoyed their 'classic' I didn't like the funky ones.  And their donuts are super heavy.   Honestly, I don't understand all the fuss.  They are expensive and they don't beat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.krispykreme.com/home"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Krispy Kreme'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With that said, I'm glad I gave them a whirl. It's fun to try new things and spend time with friends. That was the best part.  &lt;/span&gt;&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-6175333202264039155?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6175333202264039155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=6175333202264039155' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6175333202264039155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6175333202264039155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/11/voodoo-donuts.html' title='Voodoo Donuts'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM980paE3nI/AAAAAAAACn8/KaRjjCmUrzY/s72-c/voodoo+donut.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-3013307059973491241</id><published>2010-11-01T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:02:49.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palm Springs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoof Hearted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golf Cart Polo'/><title type='text'>Work-cation to Palm Springs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM97sCKRpbI/AAAAAAAACnk/Ers21yoZoXs/s1600/we%27re+golfing.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534776884672535106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM96QInzGkI/AAAAAAAACm0/vdrpmJApu1M/s400/golf+view+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I was able to take my hubby with me on a recent work conference in Palm Springs. The host treated the attendees to golf and polo. We had a blast. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM97jy1zX5I/AAAAAAAACnc/wnuEmfeXVks/s1600/we+r+golfing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534778321934704530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM97jy1zX5I/AAAAAAAACnc/wnuEmfeXVks/s400/we+r+golfing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534777008698599906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM96XWp6qeI/AAAAAAAACm8/SVCA_cOUwrA/s400/Golfing+with+Charlie+Sears.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534776635195999122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 363px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM96BnP9Q5I/AAAAAAAACmk/4joXKagGhMo/s400/cute+critter+best.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I like the little critters we saw on the course. There were lots of road runners too, but they'd take off at the sight of a camera. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534776736405026050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM96HgSEdQI/AAAAAAAACms/QHH7SHExq68/s400/cute+jack+rabbit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never been to a polo match before. It was an exhibition match, followed by golf cart polo.  (Not really sure what's up by my funky pose, but my friend Maria and the horse sure look great.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534777253378813218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM96lmKObSI/AAAAAAAACnM/c1TAlkLYGg8/s400/maria,+TB+polo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan played golf cart polo and scored a goal or two. His name was Hoof Hearted, after the race horse, pretty funny.  Here's a quick video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-78a8626d2377cae0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D78a8626d2377cae0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B61DD810E92233B63E17F609957FF10BBBD61F8.7BA3EB5B0739ABC66AB0FA58F35ADAAF9ED5F18F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D78a8626d2377cae0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTFd8JIgDGjx6HdgfLxBNkOCkqFM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D78a8626d2377cae0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B61DD810E92233B63E17F609957FF10BBBD61F8.7BA3EB5B0739ABC66AB0FA58F35ADAAF9ED5F18F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D78a8626d2377cae0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTFd8JIgDGjx6HdgfLxBNkOCkqFM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&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/7837089277407398529-3013307059973491241?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3013307059973491241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=3013307059973491241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3013307059973491241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3013307059973491241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/11/work-cation-to-palm-springs.html' title='Work-cation to Palm Springs'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TM96QInzGkI/AAAAAAAACm0/vdrpmJApu1M/s72-c/golf+view+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-4761234161222285087</id><published>2010-10-21T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T13:55:19.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bree and Curtis wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brock Bowers Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youtube'/><title type='text'>Bree's wedding...again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry to go backwards, but a couple items have only recently become available: the awesome picture below and a little video of Bree's wedding. It's only a 5 minute overview that I've watched a dozen or more times. I just love it, so I thought I'd share the link, enjoy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDBWo4Hoftk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDBWo4Hoftk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530605106856634626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TMCoCtMmqQI/AAAAAAAACmc/7kJx3hgiPOY/s400/00+Family+from+Sweet+Carolyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-4761234161222285087?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4761234161222285087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=4761234161222285087' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4761234161222285087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4761234161222285087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/10/brees-wedding.html' title='Bree&apos;s wedding...again'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TMCoCtMmqQI/AAAAAAAACmc/7kJx3hgiPOY/s72-c/00+Family+from+Sweet+Carolyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-9061680984446967454</id><published>2010-10-06T18:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T13:44:40.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kauai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bucket List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scott and Courtney Mills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zip Line'/><title type='text'>Zip Line checked off the ol' bucket list</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For years, I've had zip lining on my bucket list. Not anymore! Last week in Kauai, I did it! Not really sure what I was thinking, though. Skydiving and bungee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; jumping scare the beejeebies out of me, so why did I think zip lining would be fun? I suppose it was, after the running jump off—scariest thing ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525107635980047986" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK0gHyRjlnI/AAAAAAAAClk/Koy6r_R07ek/s400/Ziplining+over+a+huge+canyon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Above is the canyon we traversed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; with 7 different lines to the bottom. And below is my nephew Scott, posing with the cool little Swiss army jeep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(or something like that) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we rode to the top of the canyon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK0gSaBSraI/AAAAAAAACls/g6eSMckVhI8/s1600/Scott+with+jeep.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525107818447941026" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK0gSaBSraI/AAAAAAAACls/g6eSMckVhI8/s400/Scott+with+jeep.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525106549615291202" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK0fIjQA60I/AAAAAAAACk0/Q4ZGLvkFk1s/s400/Dan+%26+Tammy+to+Zip+line.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We went with my chopper flying nephew, Scott and his gorgeous wife, Courtney pictured below. They're newlyweds for another week. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525147738496097538" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK1EmDyc3QI/AAAAAAAACmM/RIOTKVWWOf4/s400/Court+%26+Scott+Zip+line.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The 4 victims below look peppy at the top. Although none of us had zip lined before, the other three had skydived, so this wasn't scary to them. I was the only one  shaking in her boots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525106906836377650" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK0fdWAKIDI/AAAAAAAAClE/DxP_TDtYPB4/s400/Getting+ready+to+Zipline.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the 3rd line, I actually let go with one hand to  extended my arm for a self picture. Notice how high in the air I am. Oh  my stars!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK0fN5wUYpI/AAAAAAAACk8/Y6db5r2Qv1U/s1600/Dan%27s+self+zip.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525108953698056450" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK0hUfKAuQI/AAAAAAAACl8/JJzIuUjIKPE/s400/Tammy+zipping,+see+canyon+below.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As we traversed to the bottom, we each took a turn holding the camera for a self portrait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525107992338359346" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK0gchz_5DI/AAAAAAAACl0/Eyh1QqSSd3s/s400/Scott%27s+self+zipping.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK0foKn1xhI/AAAAAAAAClM/ZdQ1qtpWkJ0/s1600/Courtney+self+zip+water+below.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525107092760151570" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK0foKn1xhI/AAAAAAAAClM/ZdQ1qtpWkJ0/s400/Courtney+self+zip+water+below.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Great timing, Courtney, you were right over the little river. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK0fN5wUYpI/AAAAAAAACk8/Y6db5r2Qv1U/s1600/Dan%27s+self+zip.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525147082945518130" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK1D_5rA2jI/AAAAAAAACmE/q1BbkdDE6G4/s400/Courtney%27s+self+zip.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Notice her zipping in her lei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And below Dan hangs loose above a tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK0fN5wUYpI/AAAAAAAACk8/Y6db5r2Qv1U/s1600/Dan%27s+self+zip.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525106641555710610" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK0fN5wUYpI/AAAAAAAACk8/Y6db5r2Qv1U/s400/Dan%27s+self+zip.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Below is Scott with our guide, Pono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;—a totally cool surfer dude!  A lot of the locals were excited about the arrival of the big waves, which came in the week we were there.  I didn't know surfing was seasonal. I guess the small summer waves aren't great for hanging ten.  So last week many locals were counting down their work shifts and super anxious to hit those big waves.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525107430797779522" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TK0f716SokI/AAAAAAAAClU/28g6RYNJOV0/s400/Scott+and+Pono.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, zip lining is officially checked off my bucket list. And honestly, it was fun the closer we got to the bottom. One of the zip lines at the top was over 900 feet long. They actually made us sprint off the platform and into a cannon ball to get enough speed to make it all the way across the long line. Whoa!  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Or course, Dancing with the Stars is back. Oh so many choices! My favorites before &lt;/span&gt;DWTS&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; even begins are Jennifer Gray and Michael Bolton.  The rest of the cast is a little &lt;/span&gt;disappointing&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tuesday also has some old favorites and some new hopefuls like Running Wilde. It looks cute, as well as No Ordinary Family. Detroit 1-8-7 might be interesting. Of course, &lt;/span&gt;NCIS&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and Biggest Loser are back.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wednesday now has the privilege of hosting the best show on TV, Survivor!  America's Next Top Model is also back. Those 2 already premiered. Four newcomers will premier this week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; that may have possibilities: &lt;/span&gt;Undercovers&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, The Whole Truth, Defenders, and the new Law &amp;amp; Order LA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Apprentice is back on Thursdays, as well as &lt;/span&gt;CSI&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and the Mentalists.  They have a few new sitcoms that I'm not really interested in. My Precepts Bible Study is on Thursdays, so no TV this night. Okay, well maybe Apprentice at 10PM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And finally! they're putting good possibilities on Fridays. I am super excited for Blue Bloods with Tom &lt;/span&gt;Selleck&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and Outlaw with Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;Smits&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. There are 2 others that I don't know anything about, but I like their titles: Secret Millionaire and Body of Proof.   They sound like they could be cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Having so many choices is kind of exciting.  But for someone who wanted to reduce her TV viewing to only 3 or 4 nights a week, it's sabotage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy Premier week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-9211030104989884224?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/9211030104989884224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=9211030104989884224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/9211030104989884224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/9211030104989884224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/09/fall-preview.html' title='Fall preview'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-8036918102930851220</id><published>2010-09-13T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T11:28:06.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chick Challenge for Change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Samaratin Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jude Devereaux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='REAL CHANGE TAKES REAL TIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freegan'/><title type='text'>Real Change Takes Real Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I started a journey of change on 09-09-09. (&lt;a href="http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2009/09/days-8-9-of-big-change.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to review one of those first posts about it.)   Today, I reread all my entries from September 09.  Some of the items I challenged myself with have fallen away and others I've done pretty well at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I stopped taking my hormones on 9-9-09.  I am still off of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've lost about 30 pounds.  At my highest, I was up to 37 pounds off.  I do not have the discipline to maintain that though. I teeter between 27 pounds lost and 33 pounds off. Still, I am very pleased.  I'm super excited that it's been a year, which makes it more permanent.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No rated R movies - I must confess that in the last year, I saw 2. I guess I get an  F grade here, because I did not watch very many in the first place and was trying to eliminate the few I did see. Dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Regular exercises - I successfully completed the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://chickchallengeforchange.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2009-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&amp;amp;updated-max=2010-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=1"&gt;Chick Challenge for Change&lt;/a&gt;, which was a 5.5 month exercise program.  Since then I have been golfing a lot this summer, a few good bike rides, hiking 3 times at Silver Creek Falls, and now I'm getting ready for the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://hotvrunners.com/events/good_sam_challenge.htm"&gt;Good Samaritan Challenge&lt;/a&gt; next weekend—over 7 miles.  So I'm doing okay, but my workouts are not nearly as strenuous as they should be!   Nevertheless, looking at the year as a whole, and I'd say, "Not too shabby!"   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Deeper with Christ — my &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.precept.org/site/PageServer?pagename=homepage"&gt;Precepts Bible Study &lt;/a&gt;has really helped stay consistent with weekly homework and meetings. I love what I've been studying and learning.  However, there is plenty of room to be deeper and not perfunctory.  I greatly desire to be closer to Christ. Not only can I do better,  I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NEED &lt;/span&gt;to do better here.  And I will!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be a deeper friend and less surfacy.  Again, yes and no. I stepped up many times with some of my girl friends, but it's hard to find the time to be everything to everyone.  I can tell you about an unexpected blessing in this area....my friends and family really came through for me at daughter's wedding.  What amazing women I have in my life.  I am so blessed and thankful! Here I wanted to be a better friend to others, and instead others really and truly blessed me. Thank you, ladies. I praise God for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reading non-fiction sprinkled in with my beloved fiction - I sort of forgot about this one. I went on a diet book kick and read several of those in a row.  Recently, I've been on a Jude Devereaux kick, having read several of her fictional books.  I have two new John Grisham books to read too.  But, after reading my original plan, I see that I need to get some good non-fiction books back into my literary diet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Journaling...I finally started a journal last month for the first time in my life.  I like to keep it poised while doing my Precepts lessons.  When the Holy Spirit reveals something interesting or I have an epiphany, I write it down.  God's word is so amazing—it is truly miraculous how a scripture can say something new ever time you study it.  It's also ridiculous how fast I forget those insights.  I should have been writing them down all my life.  I finally get the importance of keeping a journal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Less TV....oh man, with the fall premiers right around the corner and lots of cool new shows on the schedule, I don't even want to do this one.  I'll save this subject for a post of it's own. I have lots of thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Think first, talk second, and less interrupting.  Believe it or not, this is one of the hardest things for me to do. My personality really gets in the way of meeting this goal. I need to force myself to get into this habit. This is not going to be an easy change to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be a better cook. With all the dieting I've done, all the traveling, all the busyness, I don't know if I accomplished this goal, but I can honestly say I've tried.  We've eaten a lot of tacos this year, BBQ's all year long, lots of crock pot meals, a few de-boned chicken meals and two big thanksgiving dinners. I've been watching the food channel and putting things learned into practice, which has been fun. I even recently canned  marinara sauce with my homegrown tomatoes. So maybe I'd get a B grade here.  Or a C.  I think my husband needs to grade this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last but not least, adopt some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freegan&lt;/span&gt; traits of spending less, shun commercialism, avoid over spending.  A&lt;a href="http://sweetcarolinephoto.com/slideshows/breecurtis/"&gt; wonderful, fantastic wedding &lt;/a&gt;doomed this goal as soon as the words, "Will you marry me?" were spoke to my daughter.  However, I can tell you this, I am on a non-buying kick right now—no Visa for 30 days except for gas or services. But one or two good months out of twelve does not meet the goal. I guess that's why permanent change is a long journey of baby steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;~ REAL CHANGE TAKES REAL TIME ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7837089277407398529-8036918102930851220?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8036918102930851220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=8036918102930851220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8036918102930851220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8036918102930851220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/09/real-change-takes-real-time.html' title='Real Change Takes Real Time'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-6385721897754961432</id><published>2010-09-08T13:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T14:40:45.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silver Creek Falls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Samaratin Challenge'/><title type='text'>I finally did it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TIf4yI6k_3I/AAAAAAAACkk/GvkfhUxP2_U/s1600/Beautiful+water+fall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TIf4yI6k_3I/AAAAAAAACkk/GvkfhUxP2_U/s400/Beautiful+water+fall.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514649809008787314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;a href="http://www.oregonstateparks.org/park_211.php"&gt;Silver Creek Falls&lt;/a&gt; is probably my favorite touristy spot in Oregon and I go there a lot. I've seen all the water falls many times.  However, I don't know if I've ever hiked the entire 8.7 miles to see all ten falls in one day before.  I finally found a friend willing to do it with me, and what a great time we had last weekend. Beautiful and pretty easy.  It wasn't until the hike up, up, and out that I felt fatigue...in my gluts.  Ha!  My rear end was pretty sore the next day too, but that was nothing compared to what came next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is tearing out our side yard and seeding new grass. He's been working on it for days, so I pitched in on Memorial Day...all live long day...digging, shoveling and wheel barreling, lifting, raking, more shoveling. That night every muscle in my body ached. Now today, 2 days later, the only thing still sore is the ole gluteus maximus.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TIf4t1QwDFI/AAAAAAAACkc/dyyklit8tIw/s1600/digging+out+grass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TIf4t1QwDFI/AAAAAAAACkc/dyyklit8tIw/s400/digging+out+grass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514649735013600338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;But no rest for the weary.  Due to my busy summer of wedding preparations for my daughter, I've put off training for the upcoming&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://www.racecenter.com/race-details/?race=5936"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Good Samaritan 12K Challenge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;on September 18th. I'm doing it with several friends. I know I can easily walk a 12K, but I  really wanted to run at least half. I thought that would be a great way to up my game, since I am a walker, not  a runner.  But it's raining.  I need to get out there and really train for 2 whole weeks if I want to jog. But I hate the rain. What's an Oregon girl to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-6385721897754961432?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6385721897754961432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=6385721897754961432' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6385721897754961432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6385721897754961432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-finally-did-it.html' title='I finally did it.'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TIf4yI6k_3I/AAAAAAAACkk/GvkfhUxP2_U/s72-c/Beautiful+water+fall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-4537901382679260655</id><published>2010-08-26T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T10:17:42.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smith Family Chapel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bree and Curtis&apos; wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Austin Country Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Austin 360 bridge'/><title type='text'>Wedding Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THad_S7bglI/AAAAAAAACkU/aGHHxDbFkPU/s1600/Smith+family+chapel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THad_S7bglI/AAAAAAAACkU/aGHHxDbFkPU/s400/Smith+family+chapel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509764904872804946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are a few more pictures from my  daughter's wedding last weekend. The ceremony was at the Smith Family Chapel in Austin, Texas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THab3j80nZI/AAAAAAAACj8/GGBew-nrjnw/s1600/Train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THab3j80nZI/AAAAAAAACj8/GGBew-nrjnw/s400/Train.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509762572979838354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THabyzj_w0I/AAAAAAAACj0/uEIwH9vEPj0/s1600/wedding+fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THabyzj_w0I/AAAAAAAACj0/uEIwH9vEPj0/s400/wedding+fam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509762491271332674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THabsrbw97I/AAAAAAAACjs/dL_fEllrGmk/s1600/groomsmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THabsrbw97I/AAAAAAAACjs/dL_fEllrGmk/s400/groomsmen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509762386010109874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THabjhwGO3I/AAAAAAAACjc/td4j1-1Oh5w/s1600/Kristi+%26+Kelli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THabjhwGO3I/AAAAAAAACjc/td4j1-1Oh5w/s400/Kristi+%26+Kelli.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509762228792212338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Above is my niece, Kelli on the right with Bree's Matron of Honor on the left, Kristi, who has been Bree's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; since grade school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THabfW-7WKI/AAAAAAAACjU/3AaNVHrrWj8/s1600/Birdesmaids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THabfW-7WKI/AAAAAAAACjU/3AaNVHrrWj8/s400/Birdesmaids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509762157182146722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All the bridesmaids and the bridesmaids dresses were so pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THad6Muh6QI/AAAAAAAACkM/9P9zXpYyRGM/s1600/wedding+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THad6Muh6QI/AAAAAAAACkM/9P9zXpYyRGM/s400/wedding+flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509764817308739842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THabfW-7WKI/AAAAAAAACjU/3AaNVHrrWj8/s1600/Birdesmaids.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We crossed the street for the  reception at the Austin Country Club.  Everything was so pretty and fun.   All the hard work and stress leading up to the big day faded away, leaving a special and  romantic evening—better than we dreamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THad2fN8BZI/AAAAAAAACkE/7gCtjxwR0nc/s1600/girls+and+bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THad2fN8BZI/AAAAAAAACkE/7gCtjxwR0nc/s400/girls+and+bridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509764753552835986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Above the girls pose at the Austin Country Club with the 360 bride in the background.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THabngJu5NI/AAAAAAAACjk/cfxj7-Sy6Gs/s1600/360+bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THabngJu5NI/AAAAAAAACjk/cfxj7-Sy6Gs/s400/360+bridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509762297082340562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aren't they beautiful! We are extremely blessed to welcome Curtis into our family. He makes my daughter so happy, which makes me love him all the more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THabayrn2dI/AAAAAAAACjM/-e5LjG4Fz2s/s1600/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THabayrn2dI/AAAAAAAACjM/-e5LjG4Fz2s/s400/wedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509762078718024146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If you want to see more photos, because oh man, there is so much more to see,  here is a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=74114&amp;amp;id=1435098115&amp;amp;l=963e5d0fa2"&gt;link   to a whole album of them.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kudos&lt;/span&gt; to my friend Joan who took most of these for me.  She is very talented—thanks, Joanie!!!&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/7837089277407398529-4537901382679260655?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4537901382679260655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=4537901382679260655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4537901382679260655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4537901382679260655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/08/wedding-dreams.html' title='Wedding Dreams'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THad_S7bglI/AAAAAAAACkU/aGHHxDbFkPU/s72-c/Smith+family+chapel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-3495553843586823798</id><published>2010-08-23T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T16:49:45.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bowers/Howard Wedding in Austin Texas'/><title type='text'>Let the wedding pictures begin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just returned from Texas where my baby girl became a wife and I  gained an awesome son-in-law.  Their wedding was so beautiful, and yet surreal for me.  Lots  of friends and family members made the long journey to attend, but many others could not.  So' I'll post lots of pictures for them,  starting with the rehearsal dinner, decorating the church and  the reception.  These will set the stage for the big event.  Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLp_rCRxDI/AAAAAAAACfU/kaeUhHAs89A/s1600/IMG_3165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLp_rCRxDI/AAAAAAAACfU/kaeUhHAs89A/s400/IMG_3165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508722574320845874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLsLDJiIfI/AAAAAAAAChM/_3MSR0eD9LI/s1600/IMG_3184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLsLDJiIfI/AAAAAAAAChM/_3MSR0eD9LI/s400/IMG_3184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508724968795546098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLu1OUWjVI/AAAAAAAAChs/MhNdO18Qbec/s1600/IMG_3200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLu1OUWjVI/AAAAAAAAChs/MhNdO18Qbec/s400/IMG_3200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508727892371475794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLp2kqNrjI/AAAAAAAACfM/YJSYgzjXzyo/s1600/IMG_3169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLp2kqNrjI/AAAAAAAACfM/YJSYgzjXzyo/s400/IMG_3169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508722417990479410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THMIjD-1CAI/AAAAAAAACjE/2BsZPdl2T4M/s1600/IMG_3133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THMIjD-1CAI/AAAAAAAACjE/2BsZPdl2T4M/s400/IMG_3133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508756167661520898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLrv3mY4wI/AAAAAAAACg0/mM9jdZxzcbw/s1600/IMG_3210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLrv3mY4wI/AAAAAAAACg0/mM9jdZxzcbw/s400/IMG_3210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508724501838881538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not a flattering pose of me, but you can see the good work I'm doing fixing the petals just right for the big moment. Joanie helped, but you can't see her because now she's behind the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lens&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLrXlHYjUI/AAAAAAAACgc/h0annzrVuUQ/s1600/IMG_3312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLrXlHYjUI/AAAAAAAACgc/h0annzrVuUQ/s400/IMG_3312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508724084560137538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THL439j9dLI/AAAAAAAACiU/u5Sceyn03QA/s1600/IMG_3352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THL439j9dLI/AAAAAAAACiU/u5Sceyn03QA/s400/IMG_3352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508738934529422514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Above and below are a few personal touches I made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLqXYxzuKI/AAAAAAAACfk/WV6Mfw5sJbw/s1600/IMG_3429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLqXYxzuKI/AAAAAAAACfk/WV6Mfw5sJbw/s400/IMG_3429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508722981736790178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLrga9S9tI/AAAAAAAACgk/a_eT_Eeh00c/s1600/IMG_3280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLrga9S9tI/AAAAAAAACgk/a_eT_Eeh00c/s400/IMG_3280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508724236452296402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLrn_KxcqI/AAAAAAAACgs/pgyUt8U-cKI/s1600/IMG_3276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLrn_KxcqI/AAAAAAAACgs/pgyUt8U-cKI/s400/IMG_3276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508724366431580834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Below is my sister and niece, Kelli, an AWESOME bridesmaid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLsD5yHZFI/AAAAAAAAChE/HCurCrrsBs8/s1600/IMG_3231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLsD5yHZFI/AAAAAAAAChE/HCurCrrsBs8/s400/IMG_3231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508724846022321234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THMHg9tnxjI/AAAAAAAACic/9S8WGOLXXFg/s1600/IMG_3236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THMHg9tnxjI/AAAAAAAACic/9S8WGOLXXFg/s400/IMG_3236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508755032107370034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Such pretty girls!&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THMIRuIqIyI/AAAAAAAACi0/ygEilGKmPRc/s1600/IMG_3285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THMIRuIqIyI/AAAAAAAACi0/ygEilGKmPRc/s400/IMG_3285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508755869739393826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLrO3EDSkI/AAAAAAAACgU/JNIqjKcJxTw/s1600/IMG_3368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLrO3EDSkI/AAAAAAAACgU/JNIqjKcJxTw/s400/IMG_3368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508723934759176770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bree's mom and new mother-in-law. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLqy-YtEzI/AAAAAAAACf8/l877UX2BtjU/s1600/IMG_3374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLqy-YtEzI/AAAAAAAACf8/l877UX2BtjU/s400/IMG_3374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508723455688512306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The reception flowers were gorgeous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLqo4Ws5pI/AAAAAAAACf0/gZlEV0sqNdw/s1600/IMG_3422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLqo4Ws5pI/AAAAAAAACf0/gZlEV0sqNdw/s400/IMG_3422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508723282270807698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLvasr24uI/AAAAAAAACh8/hWjLveI05ro/s1600/IMG_3451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLvasr24uI/AAAAAAAACh8/hWjLveI05ro/s400/IMG_3451.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508728536178287330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My handsome son and two cute nephews were so helpful with ushering, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;videography&lt;/span&gt;, driving people, and carrying stuff on the day of the wedding.  Thanks, boys!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLq7b-kSXI/AAAAAAAACgE/IKhcorCnTEs/s1600/IMG_3322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLq7b-kSXI/AAAAAAAACgE/IKhcorCnTEs/s400/IMG_3322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508723601070901618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All the girls in the bridal party, including the bride, wore high high black heels. They looked great with their pretty pink toes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLqgMyZebI/AAAAAAAACfs/CUNbvvHuuGg/s1600/IMG_3432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLqgMyZebI/AAAAAAAACfs/CUNbvvHuuGg/s400/IMG_3432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508723133136861618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The bride's cake was beautiful and the groom's cake was amazing to look at and fantastic to eat, as it was chocolate praline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLqMnPue9I/AAAAAAAACfc/3DSpj8aMFsU/s1600/IMG_3424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLqMnPue9I/AAAAAAAACfc/3DSpj8aMFsU/s400/IMG_3424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508722796641811410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Next is Bree and Kristi, the best Matron of Honor in the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLvzX0iwaI/AAAAAAAACiE/kYcNjbla1jE/s1600/IMG_3324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLvzX0iwaI/AAAAAAAACiE/kYcNjbla1jE/s400/IMG_3324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508728960074301858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And a little peek at the bride.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Check back in a few days for gorgeous pictures of  the happy couple and their touching wedding ceremony. (Yes, several  of us cried.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLv9qLU4eI/AAAAAAAACiM/n8vdf9YbCdw/s1600/IMG_3341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLv9qLU4eI/AAAAAAAACiM/n8vdf9YbCdw/s400/IMG_3341.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508729136800391650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-3495553843586823798?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3495553843586823798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=3495553843586823798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3495553843586823798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3495553843586823798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/08/let-wedding-pictures-begin.html' title='Let the wedding pictures begin...'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/THLp_rCRxDI/AAAAAAAACfU/kaeUhHAs89A/s72-c/IMG_3165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-4805654256560362884</id><published>2010-08-06T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T09:12:05.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hiking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Cottonwood Canyon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moose'/><title type='text'>Wild life in Big Cottonwood Canyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TF2EArjY_NI/AAAAAAAACe0/gb41N87GUc0/s1600/big+Cottonwood+Canyon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502699466942643410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TF2EArjY_NI/AAAAAAAACe0/gb41N87GUc0/s400/big+Cottonwood+Canyon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I recently went to Utah and Colorado for a few days of work. The more I travel to these two states, the more I like them, especially Utah. Great, picturesque hikes with viewable wildlife make it so much fun for me. Check out this moose just eating on the side of road. 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It may look like a golf cart, but technically it's an electric car—street legal with license plates and everything. And we'd like to thank our president for this electric car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TFGGvoGKoNI/AAAAAAAACes/ofdiZ1QwY9M/s1600/DSCN1657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499324772771340498" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TFGGvoGKoNI/AAAAAAAACes/ofdiZ1QwY9M/s400/DSCN1657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In 2009, President Obama offered $6500 straight off one's taxes if they bought an electric car.  So we did.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TFGGplRIctI/AAAAAAAACek/c6DMnt86OFY/s1600/DSCN1655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499324668932813522" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TFGGplRIctI/AAAAAAAACek/c6DMnt86OFY/s400/DSCN1655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our wise tax dollars at work...thanks everyone!  &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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-496530789251391287?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/496530789251391287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=496530789251391287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/496530789251391287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/496530789251391287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/07/thanks-prez.html' title='Thanks Prez!'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TFGGvoGKoNI/AAAAAAAACes/ofdiZ1QwY9M/s72-c/DSCN1657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-7063809267458643336</id><published>2010-07-23T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T11:00:35.896-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proverbs'/><title type='text'>Proverbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I've been reading Proverbs a lot lately.  Some verses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;are so amazingly deep they are hard to absorb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Others can really entertain me, like ...better to be out in the desert than in a house with a quarrelsome woman. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are a few interesting ones that are fun to ponder—such great gems!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Proverbs 11:22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Like a gold ring in a pig's snout is a beautiful woman who shows no discretion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Proverbs 16:24&lt;/span&gt; Pleasant words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Proverbs 16:30&lt;/span&gt; He who winks with his eye is plotting perversity; he who purses his lips is bent on evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Proverbs 23:4&lt;/span&gt; Do not wear yourself out to get rich; have the wisdom to show restraint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-7063809267458643336?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7063809267458643336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=7063809267458643336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7063809267458643336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7063809267458643336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/07/proverbs.html' title='Proverbs'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-8218578017755644052</id><published>2010-07-07T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T15:33:47.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anencephaly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Take Away'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Kingsbury Sunrise Series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s truth'/><title type='text'>Dramatic Take Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been listening to the Karen Kingsbury &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunrise Series &lt;/span&gt;on CD.  There is a line in the last book that I can't stop thinking about. This is a completely fictional book series, so one wouldn't expect a dramatic take-away. And yet the more I think about the line, the bigger it becomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Before sharing the line, here's the scenario:  One of the characters lost a baby due to anencephaly.  Several months later, she is pregnant again and her sister is fearful that the new baby will also have anencephaly.  The pregnant girl's father is the patriarch of the family.  He is a godly man and a physician.  So the sister asks him what are the chances the new baby will also have anencephaly.  He answered, "100%."  The sister freaked out until the doctor-dad explained.  "There is 100% chance that this baby will turn out exactly how God intends."   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hmmm....  That is a seemingly insignificant sentence.  But think about it.  The depth of truth is pretty profound....and applicable in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-8218578017755644052?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8218578017755644052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=8218578017755644052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8218578017755644052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8218578017755644052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/07/dramatic-take-away.html' title='Dramatic Take Away'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-8765848056067429698</id><published>2010-07-02T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T10:34:21.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thyroid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naturopathic doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey of change'/><title type='text'>Journey of Change Update</title><content type='html'>As promised, here's a quick diet update. My journey of permanent weight loss can be described with one word. Yo-yo. Of course, I'd like to add a few other words, like sleep deprived, frustrated, and encouraged. Well, maybe this won't be so short since I need to explain those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First yo-yo. I lost 35 pounds, gained 10 back, and now I'm back in the saddle. I really want to re-lose the 10 pounds before Bree's wedding. So I'm on a big push and have 4 pounds down, 6 to go. (And if I were totally honest with you all, I'd admit that my secret goal is to lose 11, not just 6. I'm afraid to admit that, as it will take a lot of discipline and I don't know if I have it in me. It's been a long fall, winter, and spring of dieting and I'm getting a little tired of it. And yet, I am really motivated to make sure I keep the weight off for a full year, which makes it permanent and not temporary.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second: sleep deprivation. On 09-09-09, I started this journey of change and stopped taking my hormone, which really helped with my weight loss. I did not know stopping would cause an inability to sleep. So, I recently went to see a naturopathic physician for something natural to take that won't cause weight gain. My blood work showed low thyroid function, so no wonder I've had so much trouble keeping the weight off. I'm starting 2 new natural medications to help correct these two items. The doc promises me there are no side effects, especially not weight gain. As a matter of fact, he says they will support my weight loss, so I won't be constantly fighting an uphill battle.  Whoo hoo, now that is encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten months down, two to go. Things are going well, thank the Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-8765848056067429698?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8765848056067429698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=8765848056067429698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8765848056067429698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8765848056067429698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/07/journey-of-change-update.html' title='Journey of Change Update'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-3635893646482822958</id><published>2010-06-28T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:21:24.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Author Lynetta Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Open Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Write Stuff'/><title type='text'>The Write Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In life, things come and go and come again, only to leave once more just like the weather seasons in Oregon.  I think my writing journey of late has followed Autumn.   Winter is consumed with holidays, family, and baking. Last spring and summer, as well as the ones before, golfing with my husband gobbled my time leaving little room for writing in the spring and summer months. However, this year wedding tasks and the rain have prevented me from golfing much.  (Although after church last night, I enjoyed a quick 9 holes with my son and husband. I even parred one hole, which doesn't usually happen for me until the end of summer.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Therefore, it seems like fall is my writing season. How can I find more room for writing all year round?  Well, I strong armed my critique group, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The Write Stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;,  into starting back up with strict Saturday deadlines that we much keep!  There is only one problem with this plan—my critique group has dwindled down to just me and Lovely Lynetta, who is as busy or busier than I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let me introduce you to Lynetta Smith, an author published many times in Focus on the Family's Clubhouse Junior Magazine, Chicken Soup For The Soul, and many other magazines, as well as her local newspaper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCjRvWfcSgI/AAAAAAAACeY/HnEfA_GtDMQ/s1600/Lynetta_web_pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCjRvWfcSgI/AAAAAAAACeY/HnEfA_GtDMQ/s400/Lynetta_web_pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487866757372463618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She is a great Christian writer and reader, gifted speller, and gracious critiquer.  I am blessed to be a part of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; The Write Stuff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;with Lynetta.  She recently did a speed critique of my entire manuscript, which is now back in the hands of the editor—Yeah!  I am praying it finds favor with the editor, that she likes all her  requested changes I made, and it's finally accepted.  This is it! My hopes are sky high this time. God is faithful—His will above my own!  Since God wants to give us the desires of our heart, my faith is unwavering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lynetta does book critiques for Christian Fiction Blog Alliance, which are published on her blog. So if you want recommendations on something good to read, check out her book only blog at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://lynetta.blogspot.com/"&gt;Open Book&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, that's my writing update. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The Write Stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; is giving our selves some Saturday deadlines, which sometimes we keep.  But that's okay because Jesus Christ, family, church, and our jobs will always take first priority in our lives. If the Lord allows for writing time after these priorities, then Lynetta and I will take full advantage.  We are truly on the same page making us the perfect critique partners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God bless you, Lynetta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-3635893646482822958?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3635893646482822958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=3635893646482822958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3635893646482822958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3635893646482822958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/06/write-stuff.html' title='The Write Stuff'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCjRvWfcSgI/AAAAAAAACeY/HnEfA_GtDMQ/s72-c/Lynetta_web_pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-2016890189009182655</id><published>2010-06-23T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T20:05:02.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mothers of the Brides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog break'/><title type='text'>Blog Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not since I started blogging have I waited so long between posts. Sorry about that...to you dozen or so readers. It isn't because I don't have anything to say, rather it’s due to being so busy...at home, at work, in yards, with my writing and especially my daughter's wedding. She was home recently and her Matron of Honor gave her an awesome shower. I'll post a few pictures now and in a few days, I will post a writing update and a diet update.So check back in a couple days, I promise to be quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLEXABcQVI/AAAAAAAACdI/nwGuH5Dc_2I/s1600/DSCN1625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486163195512766802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLEXABcQVI/AAAAAAAACdI/nwGuH5Dc_2I/s400/DSCN1625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; High school friends and church friends. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486164763159369010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLFyP9hFTI/AAAAAAAACdY/HQVe6-a_woM/s400/DSCN1637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bree poses with her bridesmaids. Only one was unable to attend.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486163065939380882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLEPdUvSpI/AAAAAAAACdA/7K_4KMmhbds/s400/DSCN1626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And below is my mom with two of her grand daughters. Kelli is also a bridesmaid in Bree's wedding.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLEJkYfjYI/AAAAAAAACc4/uQFioG62OWA/s1600/DSCN1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486162964754959746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLEJkYfjYI/AAAAAAAACc4/uQFioG62OWA/s400/DSCN1623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486167297844717650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLIFyZmKFI/AAAAAAAACdw/9LHudFhsTdM/s400/DSCN1622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Next Bree is with her other grandma above and two moms below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486165237495113666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLGN2_-J8I/AAAAAAAACdg/joHwcSfmsvk/s400/DSCN1634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLD_Jpkz2I/AAAAAAAACcw/qW3zKmyIyIE/s1600/DSCN1581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486162785780158306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLD_Jpkz2I/AAAAAAAACcw/qW3zKmyIyIE/s400/DSCN1581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am chatting up with another mother of the bride. Bree's friend Liz just got engaged, so Susan and I had lots to talk about. My good friend Trish is below, also a MOB. We should have grabbed Karen Palmer, the 4th MOB in attendance, and all posed for a picture—our own little mafia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486167651214273186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLIaWzdqqI/AAAAAAAACd4/1UlveaY4JYQ/s400/DSCN1613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sherry works on the rehearsal bouquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLD6DJr8TI/AAAAAAAACco/flkzkx-9Jpw/s1600/DSCN1612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486162698136449330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLD6DJr8TI/AAAAAAAACco/flkzkx-9Jpw/s400/DSCN1612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Below Bree is flanked by her Matron of Honor and Maid of Honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLDrY78bWI/AAAAAAAACcY/SoMdqFkOdGk/s1600/DSCN1576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486162446286351714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLDrY78bWI/AAAAAAAACcY/SoMdqFkOdGk/s400/DSCN1576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kristi sure knows how to throw a party!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486165411029856866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLGX9d4MmI/AAAAAAAACdo/t0Tu05yJwKI/s400/DSCN1579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486170554370071458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLLDV5vm6I/AAAAAAAACeI/_lXS4hb51WA/s400/DSCN1611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Such a special time! We are truly blessed to have so many friends and loved ones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486169414581056370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLKA_23c3I/AAAAAAAACeA/klPyAazetAc/s400/DSCN1596.JPG" border="0" /&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/7837089277407398529-2016890189009182655?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2016890189009182655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=2016890189009182655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/2016890189009182655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/2016890189009182655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-break.html' title='Blog Break'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TCLEXABcQVI/AAAAAAAACdI/nwGuH5Dc_2I/s72-c/DSCN1625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-565060627791018342</id><published>2010-06-04T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T08:41:31.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joel C. Rosenberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010 Epicenter Conference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='End Times'/><title type='text'>Narrowing in on Israel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm not into world politics, but the article below is definitely heart stopping! Below is a cut and paste. I added the emphasis in the last paragraph because I thought it was pretty important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:darkblue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:12pt;color:darkblue;"  &gt;ISRAELI RABBIS SAY     CURRENT EVENTS COULD LEAD TO "WAR OF GOG AND MAGOG" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkblue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:darkblue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:10pt;color:darkblue;"  &gt;By Joel C. Rosenberg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkblue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkblue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;(Washington, D.C., June 3,  2010)     -- A pastor friend of mine who is helping us set up the 2010  Epicenter     Conference in Philadelphia later this month just sent me an urgent  text     message with this headline from Israel National News: "RABBIS:     FLOTILLA CLASH SIMILAR TO GOG AND MAGOG PROPHESY." As you might     expect, it caught my attention right away. Excerpts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * "The Rabbinical Council of Judea and Samaria issued a statement     Thursday in which it said that the results of the incident in which  Israel     intercepted a flotilla trying to break the naval blockade of Gaza  seem like     the Biblical description of "the beginning of the Gog and Magog     process where the world is against us, but which ends with the third  and     final redemption….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * "The Council was formed by Rabbi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zalman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Melamed&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Beit&lt;/span&gt; El and     includes leading religious Zionist rabbis who are the spiritual  leaders of     communities in Judea and Samaria….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * "'Gog and Magog' is a reference is to chapters 38 and 39 in the  book     of Ezekiel, a part of which is read on the intermediate Sabbath of  Sukkot     (Tabernacles). These chapters describe a vision of a war where the  world is     united against Israel     that will precede the final redemption of Israel and the world. The     prophecy's symbolism involves a prince called Gog of Magog, leader  of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rosh&lt;/span&gt;,     &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Meshech&lt;/span&gt; and Tubal, who leads a coalition that includes Persia  (Iran),     &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cush&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Phut&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gomer&lt;/span&gt;, and     &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Beit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Togarmah&lt;/span&gt; against Israel.     There are various opinions regarding the modern identity of these     nations."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There is growing interest in the Ezekiel prophecies and whether they  could     play out in our lifetime. I believe it is still too early to say  anything     definitively. But I agree that current events are strikingly  consistent     with the prophecies and I believe it is possible that we could see  these     events unfold soon. The mention of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Gomer&lt;/span&gt;" in Ezekiel, for     example, refers to the modern-day State of Turkey which will be an  enemy of     Israel     and part of a Russian-Iranian alliance against the Jewish state. I'm  not     saying the prophecy will necessarily come to pass soon, but I can't  rule     out that possibility.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;We've never seen a convergence of geopolitical  and     spiritual events so consistent with Ezekiel 38-39 in history like we  are     seeing today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We need to be prayerful, sober, alert and prepared. At  the     conference on June 25-26 in Philly, I will address the latest  developments.     But I knew you'd want to see this article. It's posted on my weblog  --     &lt;a href="http://flashtrafficblog.wordpress.com/" target="_blank" defaultcontextmenu="yes"&gt;http://flashtrafficblog.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-565060627791018342?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/565060627791018342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=565060627791018342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/565060627791018342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/565060627791018342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/06/narrowing-in-on-israel.html' title='Narrowing in on Israel'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-6584388741420051903</id><published>2010-05-31T10:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T11:00:22.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kevin Bacon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HBO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chance Phelps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taking Chance'/><title type='text'>Taking Chance for Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TAP3HXKGFaI/AAAAAAAACcQ/UKIu7ERW7H0/s1600/dvd+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477493277660157346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TAP3HXKGFaI/AAAAAAAACcQ/UKIu7ERW7H0/s400/dvd+cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last night I watched the true HBO movie, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/movies/taking-chance/index.html"&gt;Taking Chance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, starring Kevin Bacon. WOW! Wow, wow, wow! It was interesting, educational, super moving, clean, not gruesome, and educational. I know I already said that but it's worth saying twice. I had no idea the process involved in bringing a fallen soldier home for burial. This interesting and extremely moving movie is well worth your time! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Based&lt;/span&gt; on true events, &lt;em&gt;Taking Chance&lt;/em&gt; is the perfect movie to watch for Memorial Day—and what an honor to Chance Phelps and all our fallen soldiers! Watch it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-6584388741420051903?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6584388741420051903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=6584388741420051903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6584388741420051903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/6584388741420051903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/05/taking-chance-for-memorial-day.html' title='Taking Chance for Memorial Day'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/TAP3HXKGFaI/AAAAAAAACcQ/UKIu7ERW7H0/s72-c/dvd+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-7435672162007350466</id><published>2010-05-20T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T19:01:38.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keizer Iris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iris Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idaho Springs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duck crossing'/><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S_XlsrA2I0I/AAAAAAAACbw/JgHIAlRFzBk/s1600/Duck+close+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473533477761983298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S_XlsrA2I0I/AAAAAAAACbw/JgHIAlRFzBk/s400/Duck+close+up.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my way home from work tonight, I had to stop for a duck crossing. Where is this momma going in the city with 5 o'clock traffic all around and no pond in sight? Curiosity got the better of me, so I turned my car around and tried to follow her. She must have hid in some bushes, because I couldn't find the little family...rather big family. That's a lot of babies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4bf042ba253dee64" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4bf042ba253dee64%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61480C1706B17E49822BAE3BC9A21F176A74A984.EF566620648CD6C6B733A28426D17975FCE049A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4bf042ba253dee64%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSbaOnYLjHfOVFrkb2bkX3SPT_VY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4bf042ba253dee64%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61480C1706B17E49822BAE3BC9A21F176A74A984.EF566620648CD6C6B733A28426D17975FCE049A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4bf042ba253dee64%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSbaOnYLjHfOVFrkb2bkX3SPT_VY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do love spring. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473533715024628034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S_Xl6e4qyUI/AAAAAAAACcA/M3ln-okVEaM/s400/mom%27s+flowers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473533621116341058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S_Xl1BDMC0I/AAAAAAAACb4/tlOv6Reb0ug/s400/DSCN1537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All that awful rain sure brings pretty things, like this Keizer iris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-7435672162007350466?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7435672162007350466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=7435672162007350466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7435672162007350466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7435672162007350466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/05/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S_XlsrA2I0I/AAAAAAAACbw/JgHIAlRFzBk/s72-c/Duck+close+up.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-3411834046811091452</id><published>2010-05-14T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T14:44:38.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragonz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CBS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Survivor: Heroes vs. Villains'/><title type='text'>Survivor Final on Sunday 5-16-10</title><content type='html'>I am thoroughly enjoying this season of Survivor: Heroes vs. Villains. I am pulling for Sandra or Colby to win. Even Jerri, just anyone but Russell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest thing, I like to watch the Ponderosa videos. After the Survivors are voted out, they go to Ponderosa&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S-3D5wo8h5I/AAAAAAAACbo/ThloBbxA9yw/s1600/S2012_PONDEROSA6B_140x80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 80px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S-3D5wo8h5I/AAAAAAAACbo/ThloBbxA9yw/s400/S2012_PONDEROSA6B_140x80.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471244519401621394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  At cbs.com, you can watch little videos of life at Ponderosa.  Well, Coach, JT, and Courtney wrote a song, formed a band, and made a music video.  The photo on the left is of JT on the guitar.  Oh my stars. Coach is so totally serious, which makes it hilarious.  Watch the Ponderosa video dated 4-22 first,  JT part 2, then the music video for the Dragonz.  Here's a link to the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/survivor/video/?vs=Ponderosa"&gt;http://www.cbs.com/primetime/survivor/video/?vs=Ponderosa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such fun entertainment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-3411834046811091452?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3411834046811091452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=3411834046811091452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3411834046811091452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3411834046811091452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/05/survivor-final-on-sunday-5-16-10.html' title='Survivor Final on Sunday 5-16-10'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S-3D5wo8h5I/AAAAAAAACbo/ThloBbxA9yw/s72-c/S2012_PONDEROSA6B_140x80.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-70887755170416642</id><published>2010-05-10T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T09:23:38.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critique Group'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael&apos;s coupons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Survivor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manuscript'/><title type='text'>Rambling thoughts</title><content type='html'>Tammy's musings for the week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is Survivor only 1 hour each week and Celebrity Apprentice 2 hours each week?  They so need to switch that around!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I finally finished all the revisions on my manuscript and sent the last 10 chapters to my awesome, faithful critiquer.  As soon as I get it back and I will rush to make the changes and send it back to the editor who expressed interest months ago and requested these changes.  I just pray that my long delay did not cause her lose interest. Oh may my manuscript find favor in her eyes, making the third time the charm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've resumed work on one of the other books I started writing lasting year. I feel jazzed again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Haven't golfed yet and I am super anxious to get out to the driving range. The weather is getting better and things are getting crossed off my wedding to-do list, so I think hitting the links is just around the corner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am maintaining at 30 pounds lost, Praise God!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally, thank you, thank you, and thank you to those who've passed Michael's coupons to me.  I've made a big dent in the list.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hand cutting silk rose pedals is for the birds.  So, please keep the Michael's coupons coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Have a super blessed week, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-70887755170416642?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/70887755170416642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=70887755170416642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/70887755170416642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/70887755170416642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/05/rambling-thought-for-week.html' title='Rambling thoughts'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-8504643016775409151</id><published>2010-05-03T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T11:55:55.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humilty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James 4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phil 2: 3 and 4'/><title type='text'>What is humility?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S98SPg2yw_I/AAAAAAAACbY/_Lu31i5dyYQ/s1600/humble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S98SPg2yw_I/AAAAAAAACbY/_Lu31i5dyYQ/s400/humble.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467108530378163186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month I posted about hitting my goal weight. And although I see so many imperfections and changes needed in myself, I also realize that I must transition my thinking toward contentment. At some point, we must all learn to be content with our selves, which of course is a Biblical instruction.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But one thing always itched at the back of mind about being content...is it a form of conceit? Thinking one is perfect and doesn't need to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finally have that itch scratched.  A friend shared an anonymous quote with me that explains humility so well. I personally believe that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;humility  and contentment go hand in hand, so this really hits home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Humility is not thinking less of yourself, it is thinking of yourself less."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abso&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt;'-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lutely&lt;/span&gt;, that's what I need!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I've written it at my desk to keep it front and center.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande;" class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-29391"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Phil 2: 3 &amp;amp; 4 "Let nothing be  done through selfish ambition or conceit, but in lowliness of mind  let each esteem others better than himself. Let each of you look out not only for his own  interests, but also for the interests of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think a big part of learning to be content is shifting my focus from my many  wants, and thinking of the needs of others first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Humility is not thinking less of yourself,&lt;br /&gt;it is  thinking of yourself less."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7837089277407398529-8504643016775409151?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8504643016775409151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=8504643016775409151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8504643016775409151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8504643016775409151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-is-humility.html' title='What is humility?'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S98SPg2yw_I/AAAAAAAACbY/_Lu31i5dyYQ/s72-c/humble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-7459374399594256553</id><published>2010-04-22T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T15:47:06.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coupons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Austin Texas'/><title type='text'>Help please</title><content type='html'>I am home from Texas.  Wedding planning is exhausting and a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a favor to ask my local friends. I need some Michael's 50% off coupons.  So if anyone has an extra, or one they don't plan to use, can you pass it to me please?   I need lots throughout the whole summer, actually.  We have a verrrrry long list of wedding necessities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, all.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S9DR3auPRBI/AAAAAAAACbQ/7f4DBEVgl0A/s1600/michaels-craft-store.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S9DR3auPRBI/AAAAAAAACbQ/7f4DBEVgl0A/s400/michaels-craft-store.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463097097996682258" 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/7837089277407398529-7459374399594256553?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7459374399594256553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=7459374399594256553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7459374399594256553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/7459374399594256553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/04/help-please.html' title='Help please'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S9DR3auPRBI/AAAAAAAACbQ/7f4DBEVgl0A/s72-c/michaels-craft-store.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-5316430475238426434</id><published>2010-04-12T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T08:51:33.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de-boning a chicken.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julia Child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honey Creek Ranch'/><title type='text'>How to de-bone a chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;While at my uncle's ranch in Texas last October, my uncle Ron taught me how  to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;de-bone&lt;/span&gt; a chicken. He then stuffed and baked it. Talk about fabulous.   Ever since watching Julie/Julia, where Julie was so afraid to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;de-bone&lt;/span&gt; a duck, I have wanted to learn how to do that.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459260621775216194" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S8MwnHEwnkI/AAAAAAAACaA/yjMSUU-1EYo/s400/Lake+Henry+Me,+Ron,+Mom.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two months ago, my young, strong, healthy, and wise uncle Ron went to bed  feeling fine, but moved to Heaven in his sleep. There were no signs. We are still  in shock and he will be greatly missed.  In his honor. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;de-boned&lt;/span&gt; and stuffed a couple chickens for Easter dinner.  It was actually pretty fast easy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460080449084108626" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S8YaPVy2r1I/AAAAAAAACaQ/kC0b1FpJuBY/s400/DSCN1204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Above are the ingredients. A whole chicken, rinsed with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yicky&lt;/span&gt; stuff pulled out and cooked for the dogs. Something covered for roasting, a really sharp knife, a needle, and dental floss. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460080601973167458" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S8YaYPWclWI/AAAAAAAACag/bspa74QkeQ4/s400/DSCN1207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Just cut a long line down the back bone then start carving out the rib cage. You will have to cut through the bone at the legs and wings, to separate the body cavity thing from the rest of the bird.  Basically, you are just cutting the whole back bone/rib cage thing out, as shown below. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460080676701370354" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S8YaclvCd_I/AAAAAAAACao/nTlnjAfwf-w/s400/DSCN1209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The only bones left are in the legs and wings. Those stay.  When chefs talk about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;de-boning&lt;/span&gt; a chicken, duck, or turkey, they aren't including the bones in the wings and legs.  I never knew that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460080512509211682" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S8YaTCEk9CI/AAAAAAAACaY/yXhvVpGcRO4/s400/DSCN1206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Use the needle and dental floss to stitch up the back. The dental floss works great, because it is a little waxy and big, thus easy to find after cooking the chicken. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S8YapZ1nROI/AAAAAAAACa4/bh8tpvfMQhg/s1600/DSCN1212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460080896846021858" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S8YapZ1nROI/AAAAAAAACa4/bh8tpvfMQhg/s400/DSCN1212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stuff it, season it, bake it covered at 325 for 90 minutes, then uncovered about 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460083116643944946" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S8YcqnOrifI/AAAAAAAACbI/sgkOXG2wXnM/s400/DSCN1504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And voila!  It split a little bit when I took it out of the casserole dish and  placed it on the platter, but that's okay.  The taste is what matters, and this chicken was tender and fantastic.  I loved slicing it and having the chicken and stuffing come out together for a slice on your plate.  That looks so cool.  You can just cut the drum sticks for folks to eat like regular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for the time I spent with my uncle last October.  I plan to make this dinner a lot in honor of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S8YaBrwRsrI/AAAAAAAACaI/zM3K9QAZhYQ/s1600/DSCN1507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460080214460707506" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S8YaBrwRsrI/AAAAAAAACaI/zM3K9QAZhYQ/s400/DSCN1507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a great Easter dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FYI:  No Bowers boy knows how to smile like a normal person for a picture. That's just a fact.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-5316430475238426434?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5316430475238426434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=5316430475238426434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/5316430475238426434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/5316430475238426434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/04/cooking-lesson-from-my-uncle.html' title='How to de-bone a chicken'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S8MwnHEwnkI/AAAAAAAACaA/yjMSUU-1EYo/s72-c/Lake+Henry+Me,+Ron,+Mom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-3907788436949025677</id><published>2010-04-05T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T17:17:49.342-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cakes Be Meli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engagement party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Padingtons Pizza'/><title type='text'>MOB Duties</title><content type='html'>My daughter and her fiance' were in town this week for Easter, an engagement party, bridesmaid fittings, and wedding gown shopping.  We look lots of pictures, but those can't be shown.  Mums the word on the fabulous gown.  Here are some pictures from the fun little engagement party at Padington's Pizza Parlor. We had a wonderful cake made by Meli. Red velvet and super moist.  She is self taught and makes cakes for fun, selling them at cost, since she is just starting out.  That girl needs to go pro!  If you need a cake, let me know and I'll give you her number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S7p69-2AoeI/AAAAAAAACZ4/G59WE1r0PZ4/s1600/black+and+white+wedding+cake+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S7p69-2AoeI/AAAAAAAACZ4/G59WE1r0PZ4/s400/black+and+white+wedding+cake+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456809103772918242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S7pJx75PNFI/AAAAAAAACZo/bsrKXPEeE0o/s1600/Closer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456755020752958546" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 322px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S7pJx75PNFI/AAAAAAAACZo/bsrKXPEeE0o/s400/Closer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above is Liz, her folks and her fireman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S7pJHOtCRLI/AAAAAAAACZQ/PSK1iTaYCBs/s1600/DSCN1439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456754287067677874" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S7pJHOtCRLI/AAAAAAAACZQ/PSK1iTaYCBs/s400/DSCN1439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Curtis looks highly entertained by Skyler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S7pI_--BZEI/AAAAAAAACZI/TVsmmmaYSlY/s1600/DSCN1441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456754162584872002" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S7pI_--BZEI/AAAAAAAACZI/TVsmmmaYSlY/s400/DSCN1441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I'm highly entertained by my brother in law. Those crazy Bowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S7pI54v8ScI/AAAAAAAACZA/XqamUOScneE/s1600/DSCN1438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456754057835989442" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S7pI54v8ScI/AAAAAAAACZA/XqamUOScneE/s400/DSCN1438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best two hairdressers in Salem...go to Pikes and ask for Nancy or Angie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S7pI1ozq8pI/AAAAAAAACY4/uNAUBWb1r1Y/s1600/DSCN1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456753984837186194" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S7pI1ozq8pI/AAAAAAAACY4/uNAUBWb1r1Y/s400/DSCN1435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother wanted to talk to Wanda but saw her with another guy, so he stayed away.  Not sure how Mick and Jenifer ended up across from each other, instead of side by side, but it kept the boys away from Wanda.  Not sure if that was a good or a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S7pIwY0hPWI/AAAAAAAACYw/WfCQSHzzReY/s1600/DSCN1434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456753894646431074" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S7pIwY0hPWI/AAAAAAAACYw/WfCQSHzzReY/s400/DSCN1434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two blondies and the third is rocking her grandson in the background, but got cut off.  Sorry, Trish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, everyone, who came to wish the happy couple many blessings!&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&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/7837089277407398529-3907788436949025677?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3907788436949025677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=3907788436949025677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3907788436949025677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3907788436949025677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/04/mob-duties.html' title='MOB Duties'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S7p69-2AoeI/AAAAAAAACZ4/G59WE1r0PZ4/s72-c/black+and+white+wedding+cake+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-5564881421434081544</id><published>2010-03-31T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T11:41:34.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learn to be Content'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chick Challenge for Change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maintenence phase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. James Marocco'/><title type='text'>Learning to be Satisfied</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Learn to be satisfied&lt;/span&gt;...learn is the key word here, as we must truly learn to be satisfied. Deprogramming the brainwashing of commercialism, TV, and magazines, and instead program into ourselves thoughts of satisfaction and contentment, is easier said than done. But not impossible. It just takes effort and self-discipline, something a lot of us aren't great at.  But I am setting my sights on learning to be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. James Marocco said, "Never think about yourself so much you are consumed with yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last six months, I've been a bit consumed with my diet. It's hard not to be consumed with it when every day I had to think about what I am supposed to eat, what to cook for me vs. for my family, two grocery shopping lists, and getting my weekly exercise in for the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://chickchallengeforchange.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chick Challenge&lt;/a&gt;.  (And I know what you are thinking—one list and meal so everyone is eating healthy.  It is not that simple as I have such a hard time keeping meat on my husband's bones. His food must be healthy as well as loaded with calories.)   Anyway, I am crossing a threshold this week and must now convert my thinking from desire to contentment.  For I have finally met a major goal. I have officially met my goal weight and lost 35 pounds. That is huge. (I think stopping my hormone on 9-9-09 was key.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that I have met my goal, I find myself noticing how much more I could lose, or picking part other things. My good friend said to me a few months ago, that at some point we must learn to be happy with ourselves.   I agree, but how does one actually accomplish that?   I suppose through concerted efforts to deprogram our minds, to reject thoughts of dissatisfaction, and to purposely fill our minds with thoughts of contentment.    But this new way of thinking is so foreign and new to my brain, it seems almost unnatural.  Why is that?  Do the roots of American TV and commercialism really borrow themselves that deep inside our psyche?   I honestly believe they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I begin life with new eating habits and learning how to enjoy food without ever gaining the weight back, I am also going to teach my brain to think content thoughts.    I am the teacher, my brain is the student.  Satisfaction here I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-5564881421434081544?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5564881421434081544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=5564881421434081544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/5564881421434081544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/5564881421434081544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/03/learning-to-be-satisfied.html' title='Learning to be Satisfied'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-3745067447353970629</id><published>2010-03-29T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T08:18:51.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam and Eve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Precepts Bible Studty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temptation'/><title type='text'>Temptation</title><content type='html'>Adam and Eve were so innocent and, dare I say it, perfect before they met that crafty serpent.  They must have been amazed when the serpent talked to them, asking questions. When the serpent told them the forbidden fruit would not kill them, but instead would make them wise like God, that must have sounded awesome! After all, they loved God and would probably have greatly desired to be more like Him.  What Christian does not want to be more like Christ?  Isn't that our goal?   Christ like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if Adam and Eve would have paused a second before jumping in, and said to the serpent, "This sounds awesome! We're going to ask God when he comes down in the cool of the day tonight. We'll let you know what He says.  Bye now."  Oh, the great cost of sin they could have avoided.  And think of how must they could have learned from the Lord if they would have told Him what transpired with the serpent and how badly they wanted to eat the apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm studying Genesis in my Precepts class and I keep thinking about this.  If all Christians (okay me) could get into the habit of stopping in the middle of temptation and say, "Lord, I REALLY want to do this, is it so bad?  Show me the true cost of this sin."  How many scars could we avoid if we could just get into the habit of pausing and asking God the cost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-3745067447353970629?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3745067447353970629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=3745067447353970629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3745067447353970629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3745067447353970629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/03/temptation.html' title='Temptation'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-1416470446219111834</id><published>2010-03-16T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T08:00:15.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='United'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alaska Airlines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheaptickets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orbitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On-line tickets'/><title type='text'>Scam Revealed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am not a conspiracy theorist, but I swear to you, there is a big scam going on with the companies who sell cheap airline tickets and rent cars online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last week, I have reserved 13 airlines tickets.  Lot's of flying around for my mom, aunt, cousin, as well as my family to Bree's wedding in August. Here is what I uncovered: if you search all the big online companies, Orbitz, Cheap Tickets, even Alaska or United's site directly, and you gather all the cost information and flight options, then you sign off. You talk to your family and make your decision, then go back the next day to purchase something you found the day before, suddenly the price has jumped up by $40 bucks or more. Or it is no longer available, only a more expensive flight is available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that very very fishy when it happens time after time.  So yesterday I tested my theory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I looked up and reserved our rental car for Texas in one sitting. Then signed off and 5 minutes later, I looked it up again. The price had jumped up over $100. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SCAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if these companies have a computer program that tags a computer coming back in to search for something they already looked up, so they automatically raise the price. They think you must really want that flight if you come back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my advice to everyone, search from one computer, then use a different one to purchase your tickets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We can beat them at their own game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-1416470446219111834?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1416470446219111834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=1416470446219111834' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1416470446219111834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1416470446219111834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/03/scam-reveiled.html' title='Scam Revealed'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-8589003021949026294</id><published>2010-03-10T18:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T11:07:39.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50th Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Write Steps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disposable Camera'/><title type='text'>Maui Disposable Camera Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQ865sBVI/AAAAAAAACYg/e-7DKnaEDKY/s1600-h/00060017_017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447192756838204754" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 288px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQ865sBVI/AAAAAAAACYg/e-7DKnaEDKY/s400/00060017_017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you've been following my Maui posts, you may recall I &lt;a href="http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/02/aloha-from-maui.html"&gt;forgot my digital camera. &lt;/a&gt;So here are a few pictures taken from the $10 disposable I picked up at an ABC Store. These pictures are better than I expected, except for the whale ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQ4L3yw8I/AAAAAAAACYY/KRNos1heOYs/s1600-h/Saved+ice+couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447192675494314946" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 251px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQ4L3yw8I/AAAAAAAACYY/KRNos1heOYs/s400/Saved+ice+couple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We walked down for Shaved Ice almost every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQy5a1sJI/AAAAAAAACYQ/afXN3fZW8G8/s1600-h/Shaved+ice+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447192584641687698" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 310px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQy5a1sJI/AAAAAAAACYQ/afXN3fZW8G8/s400/Shaved+ice+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Below is Dan, Kim and Sarah watching sunset. God blessed us with some gorgeous sunsets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQr65WOSI/AAAAAAAACYI/PKJqnxDrj3M/s1600-h/00060011_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447192464779000098" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 265px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQr65WOSI/AAAAAAAACYI/PKJqnxDrj3M/s400/00060011_011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Below is the sunset from our table at the &lt;a href="http://www.grandwailea.com/resort-dining/humu.cfm"&gt;Humuhumunukunukuapua'a restarant&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://www.grandwailea.com/"&gt;Grand Wailea.&lt;/a&gt; The dinner tasted good, nothing fabulous despite the big price. I guess we paid for the fantastic view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQmh8Ce-I/AAAAAAAACYA/TPNEYq6uD24/s1600-h/Sunset+from+Humuhumu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447192372180057058" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 330px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQmh8Ce-I/AAAAAAAACYA/TPNEYq6uD24/s400/Sunset+from+Humuhumu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQYm81ylI/AAAAAAAACXw/UQPocZrAuaI/s1600-h/Flipper+slap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447192133007428178" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 242px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQYm81ylI/AAAAAAAACXw/UQPocZrAuaI/s400/Flipper+slap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went on a fast raft to see the humpback whales.  Above is one's flipper and below is a tail. The babies like to play, lots of tail and flipper flaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQR3XEpCI/AAAAAAAACXo/J6BthEEJ0aQ/s1600-h/Whale+tail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447192017153336354" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 286px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQR3XEpCI/AAAAAAAACXo/J6BthEEJ0aQ/s400/Whale+tail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No zoom, so this is as good as it gets. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQKVg4M1I/AAAAAAAACXg/7Apsbeu5WYM/s1600-h/Humpback+whale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447191887808574290" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 294px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQKVg4M1I/AAAAAAAACXg/7Apsbeu5WYM/s400/Humpback+whale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQAbkDLoI/AAAAAAAACXQ/zQtCO4ItDtQ/s1600-h/Tsunami+street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447191717633797762" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 265px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQAbkDLoI/AAAAAAAACXQ/zQtCO4ItDtQ/s400/Tsunami+street.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We experienced a Tsunami evacuation. Up to the top of the hill everyone within a quarter mile went. Police and firetrucks drove up and down streets, yelling on their bull horns to evacuate to higher ground.  Cars  lined the streets at the top of the hills. We stood outside for hours, talking with family on the main land for news updated. It was a perfect day, no wind, no clouds, such a shame that the beaches closed.  Thank you for all your prayers and text messages. God answered and nothing happened!  Just a 3 foot waive, no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hP5rI9sRI/AAAAAAAACXI/C1S9rCBL1fE/s1600-h/Tsunami+watch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447191601556074770" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 253px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hP5rI9sRI/AAAAAAAACXI/C1S9rCBL1fE/s400/Tsunami+watch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our foursome posed with some exotic birds in Lahina.  Too fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hPwpfYLxI/AAAAAAAACXA/1OPtzR3Aa-w/s1600-h/Hawaii+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447191446494392082" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 301px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hPwpfYLxI/AAAAAAAACXA/1OPtzR3Aa-w/s400/Hawaii+2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course we had Hula Pie on Dan's 50th birthday. Not a great  picture of me, but this is the only one we got of the birthday boy on his actual birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQeDtfQBI/AAAAAAAACX4/iVpYRlKimCg/s1600-h/Hula+Pie+for+50th+b-day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447192226627010578" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 378px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQeDtfQBI/AAAAAAAACX4/iVpYRlKimCg/s400/Hula+Pie+for+50th+b-day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fun trip, fun friends, great time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And believe you me, I will not forget my camera(s) in August for my daughter's wedding. Plus my personal professional photographer will be there. Whew!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-8589003021949026294?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8589003021949026294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=8589003021949026294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8589003021949026294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/8589003021949026294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/03/maui-disposable-camera-photos.html' title='Maui Disposable Camera Photos'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5hQ865sBVI/AAAAAAAACYg/e-7DKnaEDKY/s72-c/00060017_017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-3940759873923061637</id><published>2010-03-07T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T17:52:28.425-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keawalaea Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turtle Town'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snorkel'/><title type='text'>Underwater Review</title><content type='html'>Creatures of habit...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5REHQGdsTI/AAAAAAAACWY/-AAR_jnFXn4/s1600-h/Turtle+hiding+close.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446052740769624370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5REHQGdsTI/AAAAAAAACWY/-AAR_jnFXn4/s400/Turtle+hiding+close.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I'm not referring to turtles, I'm talking about Dan and I on our recent trip to Maui. We went to our favorite little beach by the Keawalaea Church each time we went snorkeling. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446057773178048162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5RIsLSITqI/AAAAAAAACW4/TmcUblhryGQ/s400/Keawalai+Church,+Makena+Maui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;No branching out this time. We've tried lots of other beaches on prior trips, but this one is by far our favorite, so why waste time on less than perfect beaches. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446053360082158482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5RErTOFA5I/AAAAAAAACWg/mDr4EiWHwcc/s400/Fav+beach+close.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It's not crowded with people, but it is crowded with sea life from a long, beautiful coral reef off shore and lots of giant green sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446053815593754706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5RFF0IgYFI/AAAAAAAACWo/2DsNCMNbKNY/s400/Cool+coral.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Below is a cool Trunk Fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5REA-uVeOI/AAAAAAAACWQ/M9RUyzekhyk/s1600-h/Trunk+fish+close.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446052633025804514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5REA-uVeOI/AAAAAAAACWQ/M9RUyzekhyk/s400/Trunk+fish+close.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the Humuhumunukunukuapua'a pictured below. (At least I think that's how you spell it.) It is the Hawaiian state fish and this variety of triggerfish is only found in Hawaii. Pretty cool, huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5RD6W5agPI/AAAAAAAACWI/2eku6WC0ykU/s1600-h/Humuhumu+close+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446052519255638258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5RD6W5agPI/AAAAAAAACWI/2eku6WC0ykU/s400/Humuhumu+close+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are a couple Moorish Idols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5RDy1euzoI/AAAAAAAACWA/eJfsGH2oBBc/s1600-h/2+Moorish+Idols.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446052390026268290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5RDy1euzoI/AAAAAAAACWA/eJfsGH2oBBc/s400/2+Moorish+Idols.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We don't often see needle nose butterfly fish when snorkeling. They are the rarest of the butterfly fish. I see lots of raccoon butterfly fish, but not too many of these needle nose beauties. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446051940494759314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5RDYq2EVZI/AAAAAAAACVo/ttlCud1dvRw/s400/Needle+nose+close.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And the crem' del la crem' is the green sea turtle. They aren't really green on the outside, although they do have some algae on their shells. They are called green sea turtles because their meat is green. They are endangered though, so no eating! But who'd want to eat green meat anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5RDdWRotXI/AAAAAAAACVw/ZitmzZDZ7to/s1600-h/Turtle+close.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446052020872590706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5RDdWRotXI/AAAAAAAACVw/ZitmzZDZ7to/s400/Turtle+close.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5RB6DpsnbI/AAAAAAAACVY/3ALYYYCbiVI/s1600-h/Tammy+%26+turle+swim+along+close.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446050315066187186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 357px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5RB6DpsnbI/AAAAAAAACVY/3ALYYYCbiVI/s400/Tammy+%26+turle+swim+along+close.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was just swimming along side this small turtle when I noticed a clouded figure ahead. It scared me at first, but as we got closer, I realized it was another turtle, about twice the size of this little one. It actually turned around and came back to check on this one, then they went off together. So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5RB08xMuDI/AAAAAAAACVQ/YMYhUr0terc/s1600-h/Turtle+close+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446050227319257138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5RB08xMuDI/AAAAAAAACVQ/YMYhUr0terc/s400/Turtle+close+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took all of these pictures in the waters off our little beach. Isn't the water clear—such good visibility. Now do you understand why we didn't venture to any new beaches? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back in a few days for some people pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mahalo.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-3940759873923061637?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3940759873923061637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=3940759873923061637' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3940759873923061637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/3940759873923061637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/03/underwater-review.html' title='Underwater Review'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S5REHQGdsTI/AAAAAAAACWY/-AAR_jnFXn4/s72-c/Turtle+hiding+close.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-5296925274103017247</id><published>2010-02-26T09:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T10:06:53.106-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maui'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whale season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC Store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photocropper'/><title type='text'>Aloha from Maui</title><content type='html'>We Just arrived for a fun filled week to celebrate my hubby's 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snorkel gear?  Check&lt;br /&gt;Swim Suits? Check&lt;br /&gt;Sundresses? Check&lt;br /&gt;Wanda's cool shell necklace? Check&lt;br /&gt;Tropical handbag? Check&lt;br /&gt;Flip Flops? Check&lt;br /&gt;Pool bag? Check&lt;br /&gt;Sarrongs? Check&lt;br /&gt;Laptop? Check&lt;br /&gt;Thumb drive with Manuscript? Check&lt;br /&gt;Suntan lotion? Check&lt;br /&gt;Good underwater camera? Check&lt;br /&gt;Digital camera?  Ahhhh.....huh???? Not in my carry on? Not in my handbag? Not in my suitcase?  We are all the way in Maui for my husband 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday during high whale season and I, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;photocropper&lt;/span&gt;, have no camera? You have got to be kidding me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pitter&lt;/span&gt; patter, my little feet went to the ABC Store for a $10 disposable camera with a flash.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aeyeyeye&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my personal professional photographer were here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-5296925274103017247?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5296925274103017247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=5296925274103017247' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/5296925274103017247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/5296925274103017247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/02/aloha-from-maui.html' title='Aloha from Maui'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-4649558711452609379</id><published>2010-02-18T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T10:22:04.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother of the Bride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New title'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer Wedding in Texas'/><title type='text'>I have a new title</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've worn many hats in my life, but I have just been given a new one.  One that I can only wear once and I'm super duper excited. I plan to relish the next six or seven months in my new hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my new title? Drum roll please ..... it's  MOB.  That stands for Mother of the Bride.  Whoo hoo! Needless to say, I am thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter is officially engaged to a great guy, Curtis. They're thinking of a late summer wedding in Texas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we embark on a journey of wedding planning, out-of-state wedding planning for me, and paying for a wedding, I'm having a few crazy thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) This will give me new writing fodder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I want a great MOB dress, so this wedding is giving me that kick I need to get busy and lose my last 10 pounds.  I'm feeling too good with about 25 pounds lost. Well, now maybe I can close the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When oh when will I get that greatly anticipated grand baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience, my child. One step at a time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to the happy couple, Bree &amp;amp; Curtis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S32CJWvKBeI/AAAAAAAACVI/h97yVfNETSM/s1600-h/Bree+%26+Curtis+%40+beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S32CJWvKBeI/AAAAAAAACVI/h97yVfNETSM/s400/Bree+%26+Curtis+%40+beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439647022167229922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a hard month with two funerals in my family, so this is a very special blessing.  God is good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-4649558711452609379?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4649558711452609379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=4649558711452609379' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4649558711452609379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4649558711452609379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-new-title.html' title='I have a new title'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S32CJWvKBeI/AAAAAAAACVI/h97yVfNETSM/s72-c/Bree+%26+Curtis+%40+beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-1762176646663241624</id><published>2010-02-11T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T17:01:02.536-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston Rob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Survivor Hereos VS. Villians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rupert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colby'/><title type='text'>Survivor is here, Yippee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S3SUow80r7I/AAAAAAAACUw/BsQtB1APmeU/s1600-h/Surv+flag"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S3SUow80r7I/AAAAAAAACUw/BsQtB1APmeU/s400/Surv+flag" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437134078198722482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It's here, it's finally here!!!!!!!  As I jump around my office, I feel like Steve Martin in '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Jerk&lt;/span&gt;' when the phone book arrived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S3SUsMQzxPI/AAAAAAAACU4/c6PU9lfGgqM/s1600-h/survivor-heroes-vs-villains"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S3SUsMQzxPI/AAAAAAAACU4/c6PU9lfGgqM/s400/survivor-heroes-vs-villains" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437134137069913330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Villains vs. Heroes premiers on 2-11-10, and let me tell you, I can hardly wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Go Rupert, Go Candice, Go JT, Go Colby, Go Stephanie, Go James, Go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tom&lt;/span&gt;, Go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cirie&lt;/span&gt;!  Oh my, there are so many great castaways, how do I choose one to root for?  I even like Boston Rob on the villain's side. This is like having old friends over to visit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S3SVh5nzFhI/AAAAAAAACVA/_pAsMEOar44/s1600-h/survivor+cast"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S3SVh5nzFhI/AAAAAAAACVA/_pAsMEOar44/s400/survivor+cast" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437135059778999826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;How soon can my fav's get rid of Coach, Russ, and Tyson?  Oh the suspense, how does one stand it?????  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This season should make for some thrilling entertainment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Whoo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;!  It's here, it's finally here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-1762176646663241624?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1762176646663241624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=1762176646663241624' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1762176646663241624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/1762176646663241624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/02/survivor-is-here-yippee.html' title='Survivor is here, Yippee!'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S3SUow80r7I/AAAAAAAACUw/BsQtB1APmeU/s72-c/Surv+flag' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-4427428675553417347</id><published>2010-02-05T08:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T09:06:27.851-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog Whisperer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animal Planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meeko'/><title type='text'>Mark's Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dan's brother built an awesome house up near Seattle. Above Mark and Jeanette are cooking a great dinner for us in their huge kitchen and below is Emma, painting her nails. She is so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S2xCtFNubmI/AAAAAAAACUY/W-RyPtvd-gM/s1600-h/Emma+Cute.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434792192590638690" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 392px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S2xCtFNubmI/AAAAAAAACUY/W-RyPtvd-gM/s400/Emma+Cute.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeko is their little Chihuahua. He loves to watch TV. Below he is watching the Dog Whisperer on Animal Planet. Meeko truly will watch TV for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fa5be92e3b30b847" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfa5be92e3b30b847%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6958347C400617935D682D0FC2C5AEE524C38BFF.60A3D6246F11E6A7603FECFF8078D800E68F58EB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfa5be92e3b30b847%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DP6Is41Jeol6GDuJde41JpQsbjc0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfa5be92e3b30b847%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331331941%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6958347C400617935D682D0FC2C5AEE524C38BFF.60A3D6246F11E6A7603FECFF8078D800E68F58EB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfa5be92e3b30b847%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DP6Is41Jeol6GDuJde41JpQsbjc0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7837089277407398529-4427428675553417347?l=writesteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4427428675553417347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7837089277407398529&amp;postID=4427428675553417347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4427428675553417347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7837089277407398529/posts/default/4427428675553417347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writesteps.blogspot.com/2010/02/marks-place.html' title='Mark&apos;s Place'/><author><name>Tammy Bowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12317395606161158164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/SuINrbtFdoI/AAAAAAAACHc/jOKvjXEnNoQ/S220/Tammy+%26+Flowers.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DozDF4T2S3g/S2xCtFNubmI/AAAAAAAACUY/W-RyPtvd-gM/s72-c/Emma+Cute.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837089277407398529.post-7645560838702178647</id><published>2010-02-02T18:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:05:06.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Northwest Trek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fisher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Horned sheep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elf'/><
