<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807</id><updated>2012-01-26T00:07:11.093-05:00</updated><category term='doggy breath mints'/><category term='bad breath'/><category term='poptart'/><category term='clutter'/><category term='mess'/><category term='tears'/><category term='desk'/><category term='picnic'/><category term='snake'/><category term='fun'/><category term='cats'/><category term='cathouse'/><category term='school'/><category term='Mom'/><category term='gaige'/><category term='puppy love'/><title type='text'>A Penny for your Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>490</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-6381469975793552059</id><published>2011-11-07T23:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T23:24:32.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I am wondering around blog world like I am lost. I am very saddened to learn of Dr Johns passing ~ there has never been a dearer sweeter man than Dr John. He will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just got to busy to keep blogging, dealing with my moms alzheimers getting worse, having a new relationship and everyday life made it easy to quit blogging but I always missed the people that I blogged with and came to know. I have found a couple of them and I am very happy about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK..more later, I need to get my bath and get to bed. I have to get up early tomorrow ...and that..is not an easy task! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-6381469975793552059?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6381469975793552059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=6381469975793552059&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6381469975793552059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6381469975793552059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2011/11/well-i-am-wondering-around-blog-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-4788799702932043558</id><published>2011-11-07T03:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T03:38:16.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anybody home??????</title><content type='html'>hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is everybody? its only been 3 or 4 years. Hasnt it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-4788799702932043558?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4788799702932043558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=4788799702932043558&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4788799702932043558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4788799702932043558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2011/11/anybody-home.html' title='Anybody home??????'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-3609123093594055200</id><published>2009-02-22T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:03:29.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>summers coming??????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SaGhgfscOpI/AAAAAAAABSo/SavaP5FC-3I/s1600-h/1890_1990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SaGhgfscOpI/AAAAAAAABSo/SavaP5FC-3I/s400/1890_1990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-3609123093594055200?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3609123093594055200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=3609123093594055200&amp;isPopup=true' title='90 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/3609123093594055200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/3609123093594055200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2009/02/summers-coming.html' title='summers coming??????'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SaGhgfscOpI/AAAAAAAABSo/SavaP5FC-3I/s72-c/1890_1990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>90</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-789773979292483654</id><published>2009-02-18T17:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:29:54.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SZyLWgYT2oI/AAAAAAAABSI/ud2bvvLsLac/s1600-h/new+baby+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SZyLWgYT2oI/AAAAAAAABSI/ud2bvvLsLac/s400/new+baby+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my Grand daughter Pacey Jo. This is what happens when she gets into her Mothers make up! At least she got the majority of it on her lips!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-789773979292483654?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/789773979292483654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=789773979292483654&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/789773979292483654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/789773979292483654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-my-grand-daughter-pacey-jo.html' title=''/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SZyLWgYT2oI/AAAAAAAABSI/ud2bvvLsLac/s72-c/new+baby+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-8367208401887829286</id><published>2009-02-15T14:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:53:56.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>where have I been?????</title><content type='html'>Hope ya all had a great Valentines Day!  Larry was wonderful to me.....he got me a laptop and a pair of diamond earrings! I have been having fun with the laptop.... I love it. We went out to dinner last night but every place was so crowded! Where do all these people come from and why do they have to decide to eat the same time as I do????? ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom has not been feeling well lately. I dont know if its from the trip to Florida or what. She is so much more confused  lately. She always wants the house locked up, sometimes if I take the trash out she locks me out! She fights with Gaige all the time.( BTW..&lt;strong&gt;Gaige is 6 years old today!!! &lt;/strong&gt;We are having a birthday party later on today.) I knew it wasnt going to be easy keeping my Mother home with me when she has alzheimers, but I am determined to keep her here. Its just a little hard to take when she gets so mean with me....I keep saying to myself...thats not my Mother!!! My Mother was never unkind to anyone! She never gets dressed anymore...always in a robe. I know she cant live forever, but its like in my mind she will. I cant imagine a time without her. And I wonder how bad its going to get. Please keep us in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt get on here to whine.....just wanted to touch base with you all and wish you a HVD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-8367208401887829286?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8367208401887829286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=8367208401887829286&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8367208401887829286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8367208401887829286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-have-i-been.html' title='where have I been?????'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-4442776421529682440</id><published>2009-02-07T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:23:46.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yeaa Woody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SY5QM7Cmv2I/AAAAAAAABPY/GJRxBnj8NUA/s1600-h/ATT158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300261994398924642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SY5QM7Cmv2I/AAAAAAAABPY/GJRxBnj8NUA/s400/ATT158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-4442776421529682440?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4442776421529682440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=4442776421529682440&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4442776421529682440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4442776421529682440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2009/02/yeaa-woody.html' title='yeaa Woody'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SY5QM7Cmv2I/AAAAAAAABPY/GJRxBnj8NUA/s72-c/ATT158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-2937720652873746768</id><published>2009-02-05T17:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:19:28.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know when I posted that little ditty about the flu?????? well, I shouldnt have!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-2937720652873746768?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2937720652873746768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=2937720652873746768&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/2937720652873746768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/2937720652873746768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-know-when-i-posted-that-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-4008732526248381897</id><published>2009-01-31T13:41:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:04:52.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSh0GvlW-I/AAAAAAAABKw/N_sTpxXIvhM/s1600-h/DSC01556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297536978230008802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSh0GvlW-I/AAAAAAAABKw/N_sTpxXIvhM/s400/DSC01556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; first of all, in a matter of minutes we went from this to........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYShzyaEgaI/AAAAAAAABKo/VNvlOiaRCiY/s1600-h/DSC01561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297536972771066274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYShzyaEgaI/AAAAAAAABKo/VNvlOiaRCiY/s400/DSC01561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this!!!!! lol......our welcome back into the Ohio Valley! We had a wonderful time, a lot of laughs and fun and I think it was so good for Mom. We got home last night around 11:30 pm. We drove straight through. On the way down we stopped and stayed overnight but we made such good time yesterday that we decided to drive it all in one day, depending on what kind of weather we ran into as we got further north. We were all so glad to get out of that car and be home. I love to go but I also love to come home! I was so anxious to get into my bed last night........ The car was packed full!! We couldnt have gotten one more thing into the trunk! Everyday we did a little shopping.....then come time to load up and come home we had to take some things out of the boxes because we didnt have enough room! lol. It was a good trip,we thank the good Lord everything went well and we are back home. Hope you enjoy the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYShzjkwgCI/AAAAAAAABKg/6d8KbVL28uk/s1600-h/DSC01556.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYShR9g8fpI/AAAAAAAABKY/GVq_s5BYh6I/s1600-h/DSC01523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297536391637139090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYShR9g8fpI/AAAAAAAABKY/GVq_s5BYh6I/s400/DSC01523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;none of these pics are in order, but this is the pool area at my brothers house.....it is all screened in and there is a kitchen area for cooking outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYShRvwc5mI/AAAAAAAABKQ/wqojA2dZ2X4/s1600-h/DSC01401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297536387944080994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYShRvwc5mI/AAAAAAAABKQ/wqojA2dZ2X4/s400/DSC01401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is looking out of the family room to the pool area...all rooms on that side of the house had sliding glass doors opening up onto the pool area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYShRLURnMI/AAAAAAAABKI/_Urzr_PENWc/s1600-h/DSC01379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297536378162224322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYShRLURnMI/AAAAAAAABKI/_Urzr_PENWc/s400/DSC01379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is the front of the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYShPMRMynI/AAAAAAAABKA/kgTue7rNbi0/s1600-h/DSC01537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297536344058022514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYShPMRMynI/AAAAAAAABKA/kgTue7rNbi0/s400/DSC01537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dining room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYShOq95J6I/AAAAAAAABJ4/obzCpPLa9_c/s1600-h/DSC01554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297536335118673826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYShOq95J6I/AAAAAAAABJ4/obzCpPLa9_c/s400/DSC01554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Susie ( my sisterinlaw), Mom and my brother Larry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSgbeAkIQI/AAAAAAAABJw/HRbhNCYniOE/s1600-h/DSC01534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297535455466889474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSgbeAkIQI/AAAAAAAABJw/HRbhNCYniOE/s400/DSC01534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; livingroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSgbPnKcbI/AAAAAAAABJo/ZTbwdjhoD70/s1600-h/DSC01512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297535451602252210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSgbPnKcbI/AAAAAAAABJo/ZTbwdjhoD70/s400/DSC01512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethel Mermen ( me) in the pool! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSga898NfI/AAAAAAAABJg/wzP5YUXHAOI/s1600-h/DSC01526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297535446597514738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSga898NfI/AAAAAAAABJg/wzP5YUXHAOI/s400/DSC01526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larrys car started acting funny just as we were coming into Florida!!! We all held our breath till we got to my brothers, then he took it to a chevy dealer. They had it for several days so they gave him this rental...a new caddy!!! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSgaXS1vDI/AAAAAAAABJQ/xBMc1oEXTKE/s1600-h/DSC01509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297535436484623410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSgaXS1vDI/AAAAAAAABJQ/xBMc1oEXTKE/s400/DSC01509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is a pic of the house my Mom used to own when she lived in Florida.Its in the same neighborhood as my brothers so she already knew a few of the neighbors from when she lived here and she got to visit with them which was really nice for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSfuh-wn4I/AAAAAAAABJI/ZIg4Tpin5Vc/s1600-h/DSC01491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297534683438948226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSfuh-wn4I/AAAAAAAABJI/ZIg4Tpin5Vc/s400/DSC01491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Gaige and my brother. We were out on the Homosassa River looking for manatees. Ashley actually got into the water with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSfugk6EgI/AAAAAAAABJA/zexBmY8I9c8/s1600-h/DSC01488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297534683062080002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSfugk6EgI/AAAAAAAABJA/zexBmY8I9c8/s400/DSC01488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Larry, me, and my brother Larry, we were on the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSfuBOf_GI/AAAAAAAABI4/PvUEmqlMi7w/s1600-h/DSC01486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297534674646596706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSfuBOf_GI/AAAAAAAABI4/PvUEmqlMi7w/s400/DSC01486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gaige on the boat , he had such a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSftzQJIiI/AAAAAAAABIw/0zvbI_DQnEA/s1600-h/DSC01475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297534670895391266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSftzQJIiI/AAAAAAAABIw/0zvbI_DQnEA/s400/DSC01475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Ashley looking for the manatees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSeqqS6KxI/AAAAAAAABIg/ghrdXdvGOM0/s1600-h/DSC01472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297533517439838994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSeqqS6KxI/AAAAAAAABIg/ghrdXdvGOM0/s400/DSC01472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a beautiful house along the riverbank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSeqPCcdBI/AAAAAAAABIY/xqe6-CbfATc/s1600-h/DSC01455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297533510123025426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSeqPCcdBI/AAAAAAAABIY/xqe6-CbfATc/s400/DSC01455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boatdock where Larry keeps his boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSepywFI7I/AAAAAAAABIQ/Ud5KWcCrHcs/s1600-h/DSC01418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297533502529807282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSepywFI7I/AAAAAAAABIQ/Ud5KWcCrHcs/s400/DSC01418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the front of the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSepv9Lw_I/AAAAAAAABII/00BIyiq6KNU/s1600-h/DSC01429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297533501779461106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSepv9Lw_I/AAAAAAAABII/00BIyiq6KNU/s400/DSC01429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash and Gaige in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSepSQCBXI/AAAAAAAABIA/wf0nOSlAqLo/s1600-h/DSC01403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297533493805450610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSepSQCBXI/AAAAAAAABIA/wf0nOSlAqLo/s400/DSC01403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bed....so comfy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSc2ITxfJI/AAAAAAAABH4/I1aeEN9i2dY/s1600-h/DSC01415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297531515451833490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSc2ITxfJI/AAAAAAAABH4/I1aeEN9i2dY/s400/DSC01415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pool area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSc1n7iixI/AAAAAAAABHw/Udfw7U6HbN4/s1600-h/DSC01402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297531506760256274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSc1n7iixI/AAAAAAAABHw/Udfw7U6HbN4/s400/DSC01402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSc1SjxK7I/AAAAAAAABHo/A_fWEsnC118/s1600-h/DSC01399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297531501023407026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSc1SjxK7I/AAAAAAAABHo/A_fWEsnC118/s400/DSC01399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitchen area....its so neat how everything is so open.......we could watch Giage swim from inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSc1Kf5BbI/AAAAAAAABHg/fh5c66d_Ukk/s1600-h/DSC01392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297531498859660722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSc1Kf5BbI/AAAAAAAABHg/fh5c66d_Ukk/s400/DSC01392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this........as soon as I walked in this took my eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSc1FcT_UI/AAAAAAAABHY/KpZicGgrDJk/s1600-h/DSC01388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297531497502473538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSc1FcT_UI/AAAAAAAABHY/KpZicGgrDJk/s400/DSC01388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entrance hall and dining room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYScImOhyZI/AAAAAAAABHQ/ngKRBZPP6So/s1600-h/DSC01386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297530733208914322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYScImOhyZI/AAAAAAAABHQ/ngKRBZPP6So/s400/DSC01386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYScHzaF6uI/AAAAAAAABG4/9oKG1b963zA/s1600-h/DSC01381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297530719567211234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYScHzaF6uI/AAAAAAAABG4/9oKG1b963zA/s400/DSC01381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gorgeous pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYScHik8qTI/AAAAAAAABGw/MIlteeNeyxM/s1600-h/DSC01379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297530715049339186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYScHik8qTI/AAAAAAAABGw/MIlteeNeyxM/s400/DSC01379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;front of the house, we had such beautiful weather while we were there. It was the perfect week to go. They had snow back here practically everyday we were gone!Gaige only missed one day of school because they had snow days back here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-4008732526248381897?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4008732526248381897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=4008732526248381897&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4008732526248381897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4008732526248381897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-are-back.html' title='We are back!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SYSh0GvlW-I/AAAAAAAABKw/N_sTpxXIvhM/s72-c/DSC01556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-6360119514235051974</id><published>2009-01-23T15:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T16:21:19.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SXotS-Q6dfI/AAAAAAAABFw/k4hkJCMu6UQ/s1600-h/SHARON+POOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294594115902273010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SXotS-Q6dfI/AAAAAAAABFw/k4hkJCMu6UQ/s400/SHARON+POOL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At 4 am this morning we will be heading for Florida. My brother bought a house down there so Larry, Mom , Ashley, Gaige, and I will be going down to visit for a week. Our house is a flurry of packing, taking care of the animals, and all the last minute things you have to do to go away for a week. It will be good to get out of the cold for a week.  My Mother really wants to see my brothers house and she has a lot of old friends in Florida from when she spent winters there, so I think the trip will be good for her. And if she gets too confused while she is there, I will be with her. My brother assures me the weather will be 70 degrees next week and he will have the pool all heated up! Take care, leave me lots of comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;side note&lt;/span&gt;..thank you all for your well wishes, but I did not have the flu, I just posted that b/c it was was cute. Now lets hope I dont get the flu!!!&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/23827807-6360119514235051974?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6360119514235051974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=6360119514235051974&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6360119514235051974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6360119514235051974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2009/01/bye-bye.html' title='bye bye'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SXotS-Q6dfI/AAAAAAAABFw/k4hkJCMu6UQ/s72-c/SHARON+POOL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-4993935034270809076</id><published>2009-01-21T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:20:34.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A LOVE STORY</title><content type='html'>I will seek and find you . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall take you to bed and have my way with you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make you ache, shake &amp;amp; sweat until you moan &amp;amp; groan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make you beg for mercy, beg for me to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will exhaust you to the point that you will be relieved when I'm&lt;br /&gt;  finished with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, when I am finished, you will be weak for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;br /&gt;The Flu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-4993935034270809076?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4993935034270809076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=4993935034270809076&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4993935034270809076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4993935034270809076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-story.html' title='A LOVE STORY'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-7409901835251243612</id><published>2009-01-18T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:40:45.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'>too funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SXOv7R5LKcI/AAAAAAAABFg/B31d8cxaJNk/s1600-h/prejack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SXOv7R5LKcI/AAAAAAAABFg/B31d8cxaJNk/s400/prejack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-7409901835251243612?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7409901835251243612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=7409901835251243612&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7409901835251243612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7409901835251243612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2009/01/too-funny.html' title='too funny!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SXOv7R5LKcI/AAAAAAAABFg/B31d8cxaJNk/s72-c/prejack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-8647156404312662785</id><published>2009-01-17T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T17:43:39.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>elephants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SXJfG_NwF2I/AAAAAAAABEQ/4BMGqteciOk/s1600-h/12-081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SXJfG_NwF2I/AAAAAAAABEQ/4BMGqteciOk/s400/12-081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry and I went to an estate sale recently. I love elephants. The people in this particular estate must also have loved elephants. They had elephant lamps, elephant pictures and tons of elephants! I picked out these. the white one was so covered in nicotine, but he washed up really good. The other two are just so cute and plus they have the baby with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lamp took my eye because.. I love lamps....I dont need anymore but...... This one had a few spots on the shade...I took  a small amount of bleach and a touch of dawn dishsoap and scrubbed the spots with a toothbrush and walla!!! Its prefect! I loved the shape of it and the shade is darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little green thing with the 2 drawers was just cute! and see those roses on the table????? Larry got them for me for our 1st anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total shopping spree....white elephant   $25.00&lt;br /&gt;                                       gray elephants  $20.00&lt;br /&gt;                                        lamp                $12.00&lt;br /&gt;                                       drawers            $10.00&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 _____&lt;br /&gt;                                        total                 $ 67.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love estate sales...you see all kinds of different things. I dont look for antiques because Im not into them. ( Heck, Im becoming an antique myself!!! ) I just like finding different things.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-8647156404312662785?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8647156404312662785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=8647156404312662785&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8647156404312662785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8647156404312662785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2009/01/elephants.html' title='elephants'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SXJfG_NwF2I/AAAAAAAABEQ/4BMGqteciOk/s72-c/12-081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-172515441922046647</id><published>2009-01-16T17:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T02:37:19.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>:((</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SXERis6TD7I/AAAAAAAABDw/IrX-TkX4F_E/s1600-h/!cid_000b01c805e8%24dc5ec8d0%24ec2f8b45%40DJQBV241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292030325005946802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 358px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SXERis6TD7I/AAAAAAAABDw/IrX-TkX4F_E/s400/!cid_000b01c805e8%24dc5ec8d0%24ec2f8b45%40DJQBV241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;side note to Akela.....everytime I go to your blog my computer freezes up...it wont let me comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A girl in our town overdosed yesterday and died. She was 27 years old. Im sure her parents and her little daughter are heart broken. I do not know what gets into these kids. When I was young and having babies my first thoughts were " please God, let me live long enough to raise these babies". So many have overdosed and just left them for someone else to raise. Its like they dont even give it a thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I think of all these young girls who are strung out on drugs and raising babies, who do you think is making sure these babies are taken care of properly and getting fed? It just breaks my heart. I just imagine them crying in their cribs for hours with a soiled diaper on and not being fed. I always felt like having a baby was such a blessing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know about the power of drugs over people, but I do know that they are ruining our country. What would make a young person take something that will make them like a zombie??? What will they be like when they are 40? Will they be able to function? Or will they be burnouts? What will these babies be like who have been raised with a Mom and Dad high on drugs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As most of you know from earlier posts, my oldest son did drugs for years. He is 39 now and hes slowing down...worried about what he has already done to his body from the drugs. If you would meet him you would think he is a great guy and he usually is....but I have also seen him when he was a raving maniac. Thank goodness I havent seen that side of him for a few years. What can I say? Hes my son, I love him. But he has broke my heart over and over again. I have 2 sons and they are as different as day and night. The youngest son is a corrections officer and doesnt deal well with people who take drugs. But yet my 2 boys are finally friends ,since the oldest one has started slowing down. For that I am greatful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know why I am talking about this, I usually dont...I guess Im just thinking of what the girl who OD'd has put her parents through. My heart goes out to them. God bless them and her daughter.&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/23827807-172515441922046647?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/172515441922046647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=172515441922046647&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/172515441922046647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/172515441922046647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=':(('/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SXERis6TD7I/AAAAAAAABDw/IrX-TkX4F_E/s72-c/!cid_000b01c805e8%24dc5ec8d0%24ec2f8b45%40DJQBV241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-535634109160661463</id><published>2009-01-13T14:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:59:33.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SWzvABJ3fYI/AAAAAAAABDM/DwM9Eyino7Q/s1600-h/!cid_BB2D614343A94EA59D5068894FC04707%40PatPC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290866445842349442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SWzvABJ3fYI/AAAAAAAABDM/DwM9Eyino7Q/s400/!cid_BB2D614343A94EA59D5068894FC04707%40PatPC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is anyone besides me freezing??? Yet I still leave my bedroom window open, but my electric blanky is on high! Thats one of the things I love about winter. I could almost wear gloves to bed, its that cold!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took Mom to the Dr. yesterday for a check up. Our Dr. is only 35, and he is a cutie. He teases Mom and she just beams. He gave her a hug yesterday and she was in 7th heaven. The only problem is he is on the 7 th floor, which means I have to walk 7 flights of steps because I wont ride the elevator. Larry takes Mom up on the elevator, gets her sat down and signed in, then he checks in the stairwell to see my progress...lol. Yesterday I was on the 6th floor when he came into the stairwell. I figure its good exercise. I told him ( the Doc) when I couldnt make the steps anymore he could just come down and treat me in the car...he laughed! I didnt. You would think after all those hospital stays last year I would be used to the elevators....nope, not me. Most of the times I was in them I was knocked out. If I was awake I kept my eyes shut and I prayed. Has anyone ever got stuck in an elevator? I think I would flip out if I did, I just wonder what people actually do who get stuck in them.....anyone know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-535634109160661463?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/535634109160661463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=535634109160661463&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/535634109160661463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/535634109160661463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-anyone-besides-me-freezing-yet-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SWzvABJ3fYI/AAAAAAAABDM/DwM9Eyino7Q/s72-c/!cid_BB2D614343A94EA59D5068894FC04707%40PatPC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-67390435020664061</id><published>2009-01-09T19:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T19:09:55.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>these are so cute...and true!</title><content type='html'>Someone had to remind me, so I'm reminding you too. Don't laugh....... it is all true... Perks of reaching 50 or being over 60 and heading towards 70 and beyond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Kidnappers are not very interested in you.&lt;br /&gt;02. In a hostages situation you are likely to be released first.&lt;br /&gt;03. No one expects you to run--anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;04. People call at 9 pm and ask, did I wake you?&lt;br /&gt;05. People no longer view you as a hypochondriac.&lt;br /&gt;06. There is nothing left to learn the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;07. Things you buy now won't wear out.&lt;br /&gt;08. You can eat supper at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;09. You can live without sex but not your glasses.&lt;br /&gt;10. You get into heated arguments about pension plans.&lt;br /&gt;11. You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;12. You quit trying to hold your stomach in no matter who walks into the room.&lt;br /&gt;13. You sing along with elevator music.&lt;br /&gt;14. Your eyes won't get much worse.&lt;br /&gt;15. Your investment in health insurance is finally beginning to pay off.&lt;br /&gt;16. Your joints are more accurate meteorologists than the national weather service.&lt;br /&gt;17. Your secrets are safe with your friends because they can't remember them either.&lt;br /&gt;18. Your supply of brain cells are finally down to a manageable size.&lt;br /&gt;19. You can't remember who sent you this list.&lt;br /&gt;20. And you notice these are all in Big Print for your convenience. Forward this to everyone you can remember right now! And remember, never, ever, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-67390435020664061?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/67390435020664061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=67390435020664061&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/67390435020664061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/67390435020664061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2009/01/these-are-so-cuteand-true.html' title='these are so cute...and true!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-7746880327785333151</id><published>2009-01-02T00:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:11:06.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Januaury 1, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well, here we are...2009....gee but time does fly doesnt it? Seems like it was just 2008. Oh well, I hope you all had a happy new years day. I fixed the usual, kraut, pork loin and mashed potatoes. I know in different parts of the country they eat different things...what do you eat on new years day?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am sorry to announce those were not my breasties on the last post. I certainly wish they were......I would be rels (Under the Microscope) screen saver!!!  Oh well.....~ sigh~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Any Resolutions? I didnt make a one.....since I quit smoking Im almost perfect now!!! ; ))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-7746880327785333151?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7746880327785333151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=7746880327785333151&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7746880327785333151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7746880327785333151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2009/01/januaury-1-2009.html' title='Januaury 1, 2009'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-210486453316943946</id><published>2008-12-30T05:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T05:49:14.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what ya think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285532871775568546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVn8JJbVQqI/AAAAAAAABCc/tjlPWSDjn7w/s400/ATT1jjjjjjj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I took the tree and all the trimmings down and packed them all in thier respective boxes! The livingroom looks so much less cluttered! As soon as Christmas is over Im ready to put everything away! Anyway........I had everything packed and 2 balls were left out........I had no room to put them in their box......so, Im thinking of maybe going out for New Years Eve....you have to admit they do match my red sweater! Should  I ??????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-210486453316943946?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/210486453316943946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=210486453316943946&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/210486453316943946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/210486453316943946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-ya-think.html' title='what ya think?'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVn8JJbVQqI/AAAAAAAABCc/tjlPWSDjn7w/s72-c/ATT1jjjjjjj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5401137782029819262</id><published>2008-12-29T05:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T05:50:18.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>time for a smile....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVirQtIw_-I/AAAAAAAABCM/IwflemOsOJg/s1600-h/!cid_5_2461007870%40web38604_mail_mud_yahoo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285162466201894882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVirQtIw_-I/AAAAAAAABCM/IwflemOsOJg/s400/!cid_5_2461007870%40web38604_mail_mud_yahoo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-5401137782029819262?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5401137782029819262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5401137782029819262&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5401137782029819262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5401137782029819262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-for-smile.html' title='time for a smile....'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVirQtIw_-I/AAAAAAAABCM/IwflemOsOJg/s72-c/!cid_5_2461007870%40web38604_mail_mud_yahoo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5302500080603387844</id><published>2008-12-26T08:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T08:29:51.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it really over?</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a great Christmas! I was so tired when I went to bed Christmas Eve(at 11pm) after cooking all that food that I didnt get up on Christmas till noon!!! I was totally exhausted! But Christmas was great, we went to all the kids houses and my  brothers and we  came home as stuffed as little pork sausages! You remember I had 4 wrapped gifts from Larry...I was beside myself till I opened them! Just like a little kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVTYtglvamI/AAAAAAAABB8/vnJri-CwuBQ/s1600-h/DSC01340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284086539166378594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVTYtglvamI/AAAAAAAABB8/vnJri-CwuBQ/s400/DSC01340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of them was a bottle of Curve Crush perfume....I love it.. and Larry likes it to....no wonder he bought it! ; ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVTYtZHHofI/AAAAAAAABB0/pFZAjJ09oO8/s1600-h/DSC01339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284086537158894066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVTYtZHHofI/AAAAAAAABB0/pFZAjJ09oO8/s400/DSC01339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a magic bullet...I have seen them advertise it on late night tv...I watch them use this thing and I am amazed. I was telling Larry about it..and what makes him so special is..that he remembered it! So I am anxious to see what I can do with this thing. I did take some fruit punch and ice tonight and made a smoothie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVTYtEBrxQI/AAAAAAAABBs/74aPz3t3sxY/s1600-h/DSC01338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284086531498951938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVTYtEBrxQI/AAAAAAAABBs/74aPz3t3sxY/s400/DSC01338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now these I really needed. Larry always helps me move furniture, and I do it often. We always had to borrow my sisterinlaws sliders. Now I have my own set! In case you have never used these, they really make moving furniture much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVTYsjtVkvI/AAAAAAAABBk/Aa6gRzdgmyY/s1600-h/DSC01337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284086522823676658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVTYsjtVkvI/AAAAAAAABBk/Aa6gRzdgmyY/s400/DSC01337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I opened this I could have cried. They are so beautiful. We were at the jewelers last week getting a prong on one of my rings repaired, we were looking at earrings......the next day he went back alone and got these for me. They are very sparkly diamonds. It doesnt really do them justice on here...they are really gorgeous. I wore them all day Christmas day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it was a wonderful Christmas.....exhausting, we ate too much, we laughed a lot , we spent too much..but hey! We had fun!! It was a blessed day , we were all here and that was truly a gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-5302500080603387844?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5302500080603387844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5302500080603387844&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5302500080603387844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5302500080603387844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-it-really-over.html' title='Is it really over?'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVTYtglvamI/AAAAAAAABB8/vnJri-CwuBQ/s72-c/DSC01340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5340157357029551170</id><published>2008-12-24T03:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T08:14:09.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Ho Ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVHw1s4Ni_I/AAAAAAAABBY/tQtZzTT4E7A/s1600-h/01-Night-Before-Christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVHw1s4Ni_I/AAAAAAAABBY/tQtZzTT4E7A/s400/01-Night-Before-Christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost here!! There are 4 gifts for me under Larrys tree and I am beside myself trying to figure out what they are!!! I love love love suprises!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to get groceries last night and actually it wasnt too bad...no long lines. Kinda strange huh? I cannot believe the price of groceries...I wonder how these families with several young children do it. The gas is coming down but groceries seem to be staying up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just baked 2 pineapple-mandarin orange cakes, made about 40 hot sausage sandwiches for tonight, also deviled eggs. Today will be a busy day too doing the rest of my baking and cooking.  We are  eating at 7 pm Christmas Eve. Our menu is:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;baked ham&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hot sausage sandwiches with provolone cheese&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;scalloped potatoes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;broccholi cheese casserole&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;deviled eggs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;rigatoni&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;baked beans&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;potato salad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;spinach balls&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mandarin orange-pineapple cake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love it...I love the festivity of it....Im so happy all of Larrys kids will be here tonight. ( Im also hopin he lets me open my suprises tonight too!!!) I wish it would snow today....not too much to make it bad for people traveling, just enough to be pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, Im off to bed....its 3 am and I gotta be alert today! ;)) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-5340157357029551170?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5340157357029551170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5340157357029551170&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5340157357029551170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5340157357029551170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/ho-ho-ho_24.html' title='Ho Ho Ho'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SVHw1s4Ni_I/AAAAAAAABBY/tQtZzTT4E7A/s72-c/01-Night-Before-Christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-3269898941663122292</id><published>2008-12-22T13:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T13:29:14.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU_ZbJ_zmoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/0yHoiwh9pZY/s1600-h/mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282679948492118658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU_ZbJ_zmoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/0yHoiwh9pZY/s400/mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I borrowed this meme from Dr John today. Tell 6 things I do everyday that makes my life better.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I take my medicine everyday whether I want to or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I try to keep a sense of humor about most things....I laugh a lot during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I take care of my Mother, make sure she has taken her meds and ate enough to keep her sugar up, I give her an insulin shot everyday. I try not to lose my temper when she asks me the same question 10 times a day. I always try to remember how what good care she took of my  brothers and I and try to do the same for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I usually talk to my kids everyday...it just seems to be thing with me. Even my grand daughter calls a few times a week just to chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. In the evenings either Larry and I go out for dinner or I fix a meal, I love to cook so we always have a nice meal. Then I find a movie on the dvr and we watch movies in the evenings when we are home. Last night Larry and I went to visit friends and had a great time laughing and talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When I go to bed I always try to say my prayers and thank God for another day and for all the many blessings he has given me. God is very good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-3269898941663122292?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3269898941663122292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=3269898941663122292&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/3269898941663122292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/3269898941663122292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/monday-meme.html' title='Monday meme'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU_ZbJ_zmoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/0yHoiwh9pZY/s72-c/mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-6990071502154583404</id><published>2008-12-21T01:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T02:05:26.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some holiday pictures of the family....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3m2EA0C9I/AAAAAAAABBA/MWD871hjctA/s1600-h/DSC01335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282131754439936978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3m2EA0C9I/AAAAAAAABBA/MWD871hjctA/s400/DSC01335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is Barb, my girlfriend that I have had since high school....she was maid of honor in my first wedding! lol. Her and her hubby showed up tonight unannounced! They live in Oklahoma, but he drives a truck and whenever they get a load close to here they stay with me.....shes like family anyway, its not like I have to put myself out for her....thats their little dog Dixie, who travels everywhere with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3m19iaiUI/AAAAAAAABA4/9FV85KyZEMU/s1600-h/DSC01331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282131752701823298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3m19iaiUI/AAAAAAAABA4/9FV85KyZEMU/s400/DSC01331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is my daughter, Ashley, cheesing it in front of the tree...she loves a camera, has since she was a baby!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3m1gu3ZCI/AAAAAAAABAw/t2GBwwfzTyM/s1600-h/DSC01332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282131744969417762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3m1gu3ZCI/AAAAAAAABAw/t2GBwwfzTyM/s400/DSC01332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is Ash and her Grandmother and of course the wittle girl dog ,Gidget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3m1AxukuI/AAAAAAAABAo/4tfOEMIDf50/s1600-h/DSC01325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282131736391488226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3m1AxukuI/AAAAAAAABAo/4tfOEMIDf50/s400/DSC01325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is Ashley and her niece Jordyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3m0puNjCI/AAAAAAAABAg/8Ydo0KT1IYw/s1600-h/DSC01305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282131730202725410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3m0puNjCI/AAAAAAAABAg/8Ydo0KT1IYw/s400/DSC01305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;these are my grandchildren Zack and Pacey having a good laugh about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3mP7mSCuI/AAAAAAAABAY/7neDuZ7MRs0/s1600-h/DSC01328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282131099346143970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3mP7mSCuI/AAAAAAAABAY/7neDuZ7MRs0/s400/DSC01328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is my Mother and Gidget , she looks pretty good for an 81 year old lady doesnt she? Not Gidget, shes only 3) ; ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3mPl8boII/AAAAAAAABAQ/8qOx63IifTg/s1600-h/DSC01326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282131093533466754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3mPl8boII/AAAAAAAABAQ/8qOx63IifTg/s400/DSC01326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is Gaige ( my grandson) and Jayden (my greatgrandson). Gaige is in the camo coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3mPKQdBDI/AAAAAAAABAI/wbwpzKUquCU/s1600-h/DSC01320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282131086101251122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3mPKQdBDI/AAAAAAAABAI/wbwpzKUquCU/s400/DSC01320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is Jayden and Jordyn, my 2 great grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3mPEl2dOI/AAAAAAAABAA/UuKBYEdAWzk/s1600-h/DSC01315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282131084580386018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3mPEl2dOI/AAAAAAAABAA/UuKBYEdAWzk/s400/DSC01315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my Mother and my granddaughter, Brielle and my great granddaughter, Jordyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3mO82uppI/AAAAAAAAA_4/n4fLOvSUa98/s1600-h/DSC01310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282131082503693970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3mO82uppI/AAAAAAAAA_4/n4fLOvSUa98/s400/DSC01310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry and I made the frame with the snowman on it, we made 12 of them and gave them to our family members. They are really pretty and they light up. We have been working on them since September, he did the frames and I did the decorating.....it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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/23827807-6990071502154583404?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6990071502154583404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=6990071502154583404&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6990071502154583404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6990071502154583404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-holiday-pictures-of-family.html' title='some holiday pictures of the family....'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SU3m2EA0C9I/AAAAAAAABBA/MWD871hjctA/s72-c/DSC01335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5282888357342286176</id><published>2008-12-19T01:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T01:50:41.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SUtA_hWf87I/AAAAAAAAA_I/i6EiY9xz5ww/s1600-h/Cat-Dalmation.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281386448050713522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SUtA_hWf87I/AAAAAAAAA_I/i6EiY9xz5ww/s400/Cat-Dalmation.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its now 1:28 am and I am up making hardtack candy.....why? My brother loves it.....I always do my cooking or baking at night.......Im an owl! whooooooo. Anyway, I stayed up Monday night and made cookies....its not to bad staying up late when you can sleep in! But if I dont get to sleep in I can be a bear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I was over at Larrys yesterday getting some presents to wrap for my kids and I peeked under his tree and he had 3 presents with my name on them!!!! I started dancing around.....the diamond ring was supposed to be my gift ....I am so excited to see whats in those packages! I have his things wrapped and under my tree and I always tease him about peeking but he is much  more restrained than I am!! I do peek!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very happy and feel so blessed. Remember last year I was recouping frm open heart surgery. I was very greatful to be alive but not in the Christmas spirit, I was too weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what are you doing to finish up before the big day comes? I still have some cookies to bake and Larry and I are having a big shindig Christmas Eve at his house with all of our kids....should be fun! He and I are doing all the cooking for it....we both love to cook!! Gotta go...candy is boiling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-5282888357342286176?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5282888357342286176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5282888357342286176&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5282888357342286176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5282888357342286176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-now-128-am-and-i-am-up-making.html' title=''/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SUtA_hWf87I/AAAAAAAAA_I/i6EiY9xz5ww/s72-c/Cat-Dalmation.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-8460006573534314881</id><published>2008-12-13T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T11:41:19.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SUPlr-JJ3xI/AAAAAAAAA_A/vgStx9_kvjw/s1600-h/311e34d9ecc73e1918587a0f9c6b7e7a_rs+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SUPlr-JJ3xI/AAAAAAAAA_A/vgStx9_kvjw/s400/311e34d9ecc73e1918587a0f9c6b7e7a_rs+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-8460006573534314881?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8460006573534314881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=8460006573534314881&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8460006573534314881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8460006573534314881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SUPlr-JJ3xI/AAAAAAAAA_A/vgStx9_kvjw/s72-c/311e34d9ecc73e1918587a0f9c6b7e7a_rs+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-4113794007015894023</id><published>2008-12-10T13:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:05:14.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>better be good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SUAERV_iQgI/AAAAAAAAA-w/G7VaQHlf2Kc/s1600-h/!cid_4_2395200471%40web55605_mail_re4_yahoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278223459286139394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SUAERV_iQgI/AAAAAAAAA-w/G7VaQHlf2Kc/s400/!cid_4_2395200471%40web55605_mail_re4_yahoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If your thinking of robbing any old ladies this season or snatching any purses......think of this. It might keep you straight.....because shit does happen!!!&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/23827807-4113794007015894023?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4113794007015894023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=4113794007015894023&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4113794007015894023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4113794007015894023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/better-be-good.html' title='better be good!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SUAERV_iQgI/AAAAAAAAA-w/G7VaQHlf2Kc/s72-c/!cid_4_2395200471%40web55605_mail_re4_yahoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-1848615071911352034</id><published>2008-12-09T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:00:44.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>would I kid you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/ST7OT8AH-NI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/rU6zqa6Y4Zk/s1600-h/FWGrandm1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277882655244286162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/ST7OT8AH-NI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/rU6zqa6Y4Zk/s400/FWGrandm1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-1848615071911352034?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1848615071911352034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=1848615071911352034&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1848615071911352034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1848615071911352034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/would-i-kid-you.html' title='would I kid you?'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/ST7OT8AH-NI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/rU6zqa6Y4Zk/s72-c/FWGrandm1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-7015662560637636050</id><published>2008-12-05T22:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:08:03.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STn40m_GlUI/AAAAAAAAA-I/LLeVEKW-Wzg/s1600-h/movies+207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276522021143352642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STn40m_GlUI/AAAAAAAAA-I/LLeVEKW-Wzg/s400/movies+207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is a funny picture......my Aunt hd just flew in from Florida and we were picking her up at the Airport.The lady with the white slacks and white sweater was on my Aunts flight. He/she is a transvestite. My Aunt said all the guys were flirting with her on the plane and she was loving it. ( they were flirting with the transvestite , not my Aunt!) So my Aunt said get a pic....but we couldnt find her......low and behold I look around and I see my Mom and my Aunt gawking....lol. Actually I think he/she looks very nice. Im sure we have no idea of the trauma they go through when they are not sure if they are male or female. The funny part of this pic is not the transvestite.....its my Mom and Aunt!!! ;))&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/23827807-7015662560637636050?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7015662560637636050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=7015662560637636050&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7015662560637636050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7015662560637636050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-weekend.html' title='happy weekend'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STn40m_GlUI/AAAAAAAAA-I/LLeVEKW-Wzg/s72-c/movies+207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-4938624997219986974</id><published>2008-12-03T09:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:55:00.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ho   ho    ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STadLbxHaRI/AAAAAAAAA5E/9jbhKIPaDxs/s1600-h/514_santa_internet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STadLbxHaRI/AAAAAAAAA5E/9jbhKIPaDxs/s400/514_santa_internet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute, huh? He also knows if you have been naughty or nice..so there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want for Christmas? I really cant think of anything special I want this year. I would love to have world peace but........I dont see that happening. I can remember when I was younger, I used to have lists as long as my arm!! Now I cant think of one thing! I would settle for going to sleep Christmas Eve and waking up with my town covered with a blanket of fresh fallen snow, but then I think of all the problems it would cause people who are traveling to relatives houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing we are doing this year is Larry and I are having Christmas Eve with all of our kids and grandkids invited. He has 4 , I have 3. I think it will be great fun. We are having ham, meatballs, roast beef for sandwiches, I will make cheesy potatoes, brocholi casserole, and pasta salad. I dont know what else we will have. Larry, who lives next door, has a bigger house than me, so we will have it over there. I can see his house lit up..people coming and going...laughing and talking. It will be a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have sunshine today! The temps are supposed to get up in the low 50's. I am going to finish the majority of my Christmas shopping today. I have all my stuff stored over at Larrys!!! Its kinda like I have 2 houses.....I put stuff in his freezer when mine is full, I store my lawn mower in his garage... It works out real well...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta get a move in and get my fannie in gear! Have a great day! &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-4938624997219986974?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4938624997219986974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=4938624997219986974&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4938624997219986974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4938624997219986974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/ho-ho-ho.html' title='ho   ho    ho'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STadLbxHaRI/AAAAAAAAA5E/9jbhKIPaDxs/s72-c/514_santa_internet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-6855229211448104058</id><published>2008-12-02T05:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T05:13:03.606-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cathouse'/><title type='text'>Now listen to this.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STUI7eOQe_I/AAAAAAAAA48/ugrq5r0X1Ks/s1600-h/1159858732tigerlily-smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275132356352572402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STUI7eOQe_I/AAAAAAAAA48/ugrq5r0X1Ks/s400/1159858732tigerlily-smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You will never believe what one of the outside cats  left on my porch....I should have taken a picture.  A  SNAKE. It was only a garter snake but nonetheless, I thought snakes hibernated in the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have 4 outside cats, reason being, my Mother puts a huge bowl of food out for them everyday! So its hard to tell how many cats eat on my porch. Sometimes I think this is a cathouse...heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what do you think about that snake? Is it crazy or what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-6855229211448104058?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6855229211448104058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=6855229211448104058&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6855229211448104058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6855229211448104058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-listen-to-this.html' title='Now listen to this.......'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STUI7eOQe_I/AAAAAAAAA48/ugrq5r0X1Ks/s72-c/1159858732tigerlily-smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-1041993430363044096</id><published>2008-12-01T12:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:39:48.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ok..lets get this show on the road....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STQgpcMxetI/AAAAAAAAA4c/h637rmK-CN8/s1600-h/12_19_07c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274876959874185938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STQgpcMxetI/AAAAAAAAA4c/h637rmK-CN8/s400/12_19_07c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to the next holiday! Lets get our credit cards, cds, ira's, and any cash we have  laying about together.......its time to spend spend spend......I know this pic is a little risque but its so funny I had to go with it.....and NO, its not me....lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-1041993430363044096?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1041993430363044096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=1041993430363044096&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1041993430363044096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1041993430363044096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/oklets-get-this-show-on-road.html' title='ok..lets get this show on the road....'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STQgpcMxetI/AAAAAAAAA4c/h637rmK-CN8/s72-c/12_19_07c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5077267955535414227</id><published>2008-11-29T14:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T15:05:56.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Feast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STGatBbHvoI/AAAAAAAAA38/Rs_3Na3bYqU/s1600-h/DSC01286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STGatBbHvoI/AAAAAAAAA38/Rs_3Na3bYqU/s400/DSC01286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We had our Thanksgiving dinner at Larrys ( who lives next door to me) He has 3 daughters and a son, I have 2 sons and a daughter. His daughter and 3 of his grandchildren came. My daughter and her boyfriend and son came. And my Mom , who just turned 81 was there. We had a delicious meal...Larry and I fixed it together. We have decided for Christmas to fix food Christmas Eve and have all of our kids and grandkids in too eat!!! I think it will be lots of fun and kind of like an old fashioned Christmas Eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STGatKfVq4I/AAAAAAAAA4E/4BY7pRGAaDg/s1600-h/DSC01287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STGatKfVq4I/AAAAAAAAA4E/4BY7pRGAaDg/s400/DSC01287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;His daughter called him the day after Thanksgiving to tell him how nice the meal was. I thought that was real nice. Everyone went home "stuffed"..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STGatsVGI1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/9BfUHxSOigo/s1600-h/DSC01292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STGatsVGI1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/9BfUHxSOigo/s400/DSC01292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Here is Mom and Ash's boyfriend Josh and Gaige....Mom had a good time and enjoyed herself.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STGatiHn6dI/AAAAAAAAA4U/RrlnWNa-yuA/s1600-h/DSC01295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STGatiHn6dI/AAAAAAAAA4U/RrlnWNa-yuA/s400/DSC01295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I think Ashley looks happy.....Josh is such a good guy, he is real good with Gaige too. He just fits right in with our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Grabbed this from Dr John....looked like fun........and you can call Dr John anything, but DONT call him  humble!!!!! ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stuff~n~Such...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1. Which do you like better: cooking at your house, or going elsewhere?Going elsewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2. Do you buy a fresh or frozen bird? frozen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3. What kind of stuffing? stovetop....lol....honest  I cant stand stuffing from inside the bird........and my stuffing never turns out. Stovetop has a new one with cranberries in it.....it is delicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4. Sweet potato or pumpkin pie? pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;5. Do you believe that turkey leftovers are a curse, or the point of the whole thing? I made a turkey breast at my house just so we could have turkey leftovers to munch on even though we ate over at Larrys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;6. Which side dish would provoke a riot if you left it off the menu? noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;7. Do you save the carcass to make soup or stock? No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;8. What do you wish you had that would make preparing Thanksgiving dinner easier? a maid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;9. Do you get up at the crack of dawn to have dinner ready in the early afternoon, or do you eat at your normal dinner hour? normal....I never get up at the crack of dawn unless I have been up all night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;10. If you go to somebody else’s house, what’s your favorite dish to bring? my broccholi cheese casserole or my mandarin orange cake with pineapple cream frosting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;11. What do you wish one of your guests would not bring to your house?  beer.......no beer for Thanksgiving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;What would you like them to bring? their appetites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; 12. Does your usual mix of guests result in drama, or is it a group you’re happy to see? I think when most families get together its a happy group....it seems we are always well behaved on the holidays and happy to be able to be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;13. Is your cranberry sauce fresh or canned? I like the kind from Krogers deli that is cranberries, some orange zest, nuts and whatever else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;14. What’s your absolute favorite thing on the menu? turkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;15. Share one family tradition. We usually all say one thing we are thankful for......this year there was such commotion with everyone arriving and getting seats out and introductions.....we forgot! Gaige usually always says a prayer but he was too bashful this year with Larrys family there too.......so at Christmas we shall have to say what we are greatful for and hopefully Gaige will say the prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-5077267955535414227?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5077267955535414227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5077267955535414227&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5077267955535414227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5077267955535414227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-feast.html' title='Our Feast'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/STGatBbHvoI/AAAAAAAAA38/Rs_3Na3bYqU/s72-c/DSC01286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-6600491205216208854</id><published>2008-11-25T01:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:01:24.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKSGIVING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SSuUs8RqyCI/AAAAAAAAA30/D_EeXGDU2vE/s1600-h/turkeyday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SSuUs8RqyCI/AAAAAAAAA30/D_EeXGDU2vE/s400/turkeyday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAKING OUT TIME TO SAY HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL MY BLOGGER FRIENDS...I WISH YOU THE BEST.REMEMBER TO GIVE THANKS FOR ALL OF YOUR MANY BLESSINGS AND HAVE A JOYOUS DAY! GOD BLESS ALL OF YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-6600491205216208854?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6600491205216208854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=6600491205216208854&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6600491205216208854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6600491205216208854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='THANKSGIVING'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SSuUs8RqyCI/AAAAAAAAA30/D_EeXGDU2vE/s72-c/turkeyday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-7059191198504058459</id><published>2008-11-20T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:07:10.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another weekend...already</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SSXfjSUFFVI/AAAAAAAAA3s/1TFNse3v3Wg/s1600-h/b5e9578b0007e229f7ebb9f66ff6cb58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SSXfjSUFFVI/AAAAAAAAA3s/1TFNse3v3Wg/s400/b5e9578b0007e229f7ebb9f66ff6cb58.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought maybe some of you could use this over the weekend........just print it out on your printer and stick it to your forehead! Enjoy the weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-7059191198504058459?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7059191198504058459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=7059191198504058459&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7059191198504058459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7059191198504058459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-weekendalready.html' title='another weekend...already'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SSXfjSUFFVI/AAAAAAAAA3s/1TFNse3v3Wg/s72-c/b5e9578b0007e229f7ebb9f66ff6cb58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-3858794050077428806</id><published>2008-11-17T17:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T17:23:32.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this and that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SSHu40wly7I/AAAAAAAAA3k/VN4QH3kNIO4/s1600-h/width780height580HoldMyCalls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SSHu40wly7I/AAAAAAAAA3k/VN4QH3kNIO4/s400/width780height580HoldMyCalls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; We have snowflakes today!! It makes me cold just to see them swirling about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Mom came home after being over at my brothers for a few days. They take her every once in a while to give me a break. She was taking a bath over there and she fell, didnt hurt herself bad but she is sore today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above joke is just because I think its funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone finished with Christmas shopping yet? I have a good start on mine....almost done! Last year I didnt buy a thing since I was recovering from open heart surgery. I love to buy for the little ones and then watch them open it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a little joke to share...its kinda old but I love it. This guy went to the shrink b/c  he had a saran wrap fetish. When he got in the shrinks office he pulled his trousers down and showed him he had underwear on fashioned out of saran wrap....the shrink said " I can clearly see your nuts! "..........lol...this just cracks me up....dont take much anymore!...&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-3858794050077428806?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3858794050077428806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=3858794050077428806&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/3858794050077428806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/3858794050077428806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-and-that_17.html' title='this and that'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SSHu40wly7I/AAAAAAAAA3k/VN4QH3kNIO4/s72-c/width780height580HoldMyCalls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-6313902762150346701</id><published>2008-11-14T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:53:59.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SEE YA MONDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND AND REMEMBER TO ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SR3zdTLHMvI/AAAAAAAAA3c/AFXqgQzib54/s1600-h/0378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SR3zdTLHMvI/AAAAAAAAA3c/AFXqgQzib54/s400/0378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-6313902762150346701?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6313902762150346701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=6313902762150346701&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6313902762150346701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6313902762150346701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/11/see-ya-monday.html' title='SEE YA MONDAY'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SR3zdTLHMvI/AAAAAAAAA3c/AFXqgQzib54/s72-c/0378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-8137917684753073191</id><published>2008-11-12T03:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T03:36:39.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>November 10, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SRqU-LVexnI/AAAAAAAAA3U/AWRiw1u8Wb0/s1600-h/DSC01259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267686510078903922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SRqU-LVexnI/AAAAAAAAA3U/AWRiw1u8Wb0/s400/DSC01259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Larry gave me my engagement ring today! I am so excited. You know diamonds are a gals best friend! I have to retract that though and honestly say Larry is my best friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-8137917684753073191?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8137917684753073191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=8137917684753073191&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8137917684753073191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8137917684753073191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-10-2008.html' title='November 10, 2008'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SRqU-LVexnI/AAAAAAAAA3U/AWRiw1u8Wb0/s72-c/DSC01259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5132173506963184873</id><published>2008-11-09T07:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T07:56:56.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacey</title><content type='html'>This is my grand daughter Pacey...she is 2 years old. She is saying her ABC's.....she is so precious. This is a first for me ( doing a youtube). She just finished eating some chocolate and Grammy never thought to wipe her face before I did the video!!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Li-vqvSLxnY"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Li-vqvSLxnY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-5132173506963184873?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5132173506963184873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5132173506963184873&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5132173506963184873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5132173506963184873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/11/pacey.html' title='Pacey'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-7914664938203149142</id><published>2008-11-08T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:52:57.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SRW1wwKb65I/AAAAAAAAA3M/FT3z3YkXtTE/s1600-h/!cid_9_2195118852%40web45001_mail_sp1_yahoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266315188446686098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SRW1wwKb65I/AAAAAAAAA3M/FT3z3YkXtTE/s400/!cid_9_2195118852%40web45001_mail_sp1_yahoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-7914664938203149142?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7914664938203149142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=7914664938203149142&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7914664938203149142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7914664938203149142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-weekend.html' title='happy weekend!!!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SRW1wwKb65I/AAAAAAAAA3M/FT3z3YkXtTE/s72-c/!cid_9_2195118852%40web45001_mail_sp1_yahoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-4488801015431626134</id><published>2008-11-05T23:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:44:04.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me by the hand.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt; I CANNOT REMEMBER HOW TO MAKE A BLOGLIST! Somebody help me! pleeeeeze!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On  to the "good news" ...guess who is getting a diamond ring for Christmas? And its a beauty!  Im hoping I dont have to wait till Christmas but not sure.....when I ask he just smiles...lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-4488801015431626134?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4488801015431626134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=4488801015431626134&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4488801015431626134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4488801015431626134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/11/take-me-by-hand.html' title='Take me by the hand.....'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5561534552072089051</id><published>2008-11-04T13:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:40:25.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*&amp;^%$#@@@@##$$%%</title><content type='html'>Shit  Shit  Shit...I have deleted by mistake all of my blogroll!!!! I am so mad at myself I cant see straight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-5561534552072089051?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5561534552072089051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5561534552072089051&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5561534552072089051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5561534552072089051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='*&amp;^%$#@@@@##$$%%'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-472097512508032857</id><published>2008-11-02T14:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T14:41:23.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Larry and I went to dinner with friends Friday night and the fellow with us ordered fried fish and mashed potatoes and gravy.....I told his wife that was a strange combination.....she said when she has fish for dinner she always makes mashed potatoes with it and tomato soup to put over the mashed potatoes. It got me to thinking of some of the strange combinations we eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorites is one my Grandmother used to make. You take about 3 potatoes, peeled and cubed, cook them in a pan of water....in the meantime....fry about a half pound of bacon till crisp.....take bacon out, leave dripping in, add about 2 T flour and enough water to make a white sauce. Then after the white sauce is made add the bacon, large can of spinach, and cooked potatoes...season with vinegar to taste.....it looks like dog vomit but taste delicious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite meals is fried pork chops, potatoes that have been peeled and quartered and boiled ( then brown them in the pork chop drippings). Some Leseur ( sp) peas ( I love those kind of peas, cant spell it though) and cottage cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any strange concoctions you like for mealtime???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-472097512508032857?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/472097512508032857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=472097512508032857&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/472097512508032857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/472097512508032857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/11/larry-and-i-went-to-dinner-with-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-9111712337400315510</id><published>2008-10-29T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T16:20:30.622-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fer sure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SQjFbqZBirI/AAAAAAAAA2k/0C-vF4dnjDs/s1600-h/Funny_Pictures_17122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262673243608812210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SQjFbqZBirI/AAAAAAAAA2k/0C-vF4dnjDs/s400/Funny_Pictures_17122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is sooooooo true!&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/23827807-9111712337400315510?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/9111712337400315510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=9111712337400315510&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/9111712337400315510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/9111712337400315510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/10/fer-sure.html' title='fer sure...'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SQjFbqZBirI/AAAAAAAAA2k/0C-vF4dnjDs/s72-c/Funny_Pictures_17122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-7292233204160867837</id><published>2008-10-26T14:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:00:47.339-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SQS8upWPGbI/AAAAAAAAA2c/dYZL-KM4xd4/s1600-h/Funny_Pictures_1432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261537774234704306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SQS8upWPGbI/AAAAAAAAA2c/dYZL-KM4xd4/s400/Funny_Pictures_1432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have a bitch! ( Actually I have several, but lets just do one at a time) Has anyone noticed if they are having a dress down day for waitresses???? There is one place we eat at the Mall and the past 2 times we were there the waitresses looked " scruffy". I dont know about you, but I dont feel real comfortable having them serve my food if they have dirty shoes on, those long fingernails that who knows whats under them, or if their clothes dont look clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel that if you chose to work with  the public you should take extra care to make sure  you are clean and pleasant. Especially if you are a waitress. Sometimes I think we are so much better off NOT knowing what the cooks look like!!! We may never go out to eat again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the waitresses we have had have been clean and pleasant, but I have seen a few scruffy ones! I hate to complain...but...just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone else noticed this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-7292233204160867837?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7292233204160867837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=7292233204160867837&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7292233204160867837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7292233204160867837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-bitch-actually-i-have-several.html' title=''/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SQS8upWPGbI/AAAAAAAAA2c/dYZL-KM4xd4/s72-c/Funny_Pictures_1432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-330447437783734738</id><published>2008-10-21T23:11:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:35:57.708-04:00</updated><title type='text'>memes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was looking at Akelas meme...and I thought of looking for some new ones....so I googled memes and got a few short ones that I thought were kind of cute. Your welcome to take any one or all of them....I just think memes are fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those Summer Nights&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. What song will always remind you of this past summer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hmmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;thats a toughie....Im not really sure I associate any song with this summer, but I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; always did when I was younger!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. If you had unlimited cash where would you like to get away to spend your summer and what sort of things would you do there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I would like to buy one of those big glassy roomed beach houses. I would have all of my family there and we would lay on the beach all summer and at night we would have bonfires on the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. If you were stuck on a beach for the summer, how many days would it take you to get sick of swimming? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Probably not many...lol...and of course whenever I do go away anywhere..Im only good for 4 days.....then Im ready to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4. What materials would you use to construct a crude shelter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; I would use bamboo from the bamboo tree...and pond froms......( is that what they are called?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5. What random celebrity would you want to randomly show up there?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Another toughie.....I dont know which I want to come more....Pearce Brosnon ( b/c he reminds me of my heart surgeon Dr Bailey, who was soooooo HOT!) or my all time bf Antonio Bandaras.....umm, I love his accent.....and of course I wouldnt throw Richard Gere out of the tent either!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Maybe I could just pick one for everyday of the week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;6. Did you suffer any heat stroke or sunburns this summer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; No if I am out in the heat I am usually in a pool! I did get some sunburn this year..&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.Are you looking forward to anything in the fall?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I am looking forward to the crisp leaves, the cooler temps, the colors of the trees changing. the smell of Fall.......yes it has a good smell to it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random Joy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. What colour is your shower curtain?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;dont have one...have glass doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. When swimming, if you really need to pee, how likely are you to just go where you are?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Now that depends.....if I am in a lake..and I have to go real bad......I probably would pee in the water. If I am in a pool, no way! Dont ask me why...at least a pool would have lots of clorine in it, but I cant pee where my grandchildren are playing!!! And I havent been in a lake for years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. Have you ever tampered with someone's food?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;No I dont think so...except one time I was extremely pissed at my Ex and I was cooking pork chops and I dropped one on the floor so I was sure to put it on his plate!!!!! Honest!!!lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4. Which of your friends would you consider to be the most stylish?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;hmmmm......I think Carol D. would be the one, shes short and cute and she always looks nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; When was the last time you were on a plane? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;About 6 years ago, I flew to Florida for a 4th of July party at the Marriot. It was in Palm Beach and we had a blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feeling Under the Weather&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. When was the last time you were sick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; I had 3 surgeries last year!!!! LOL. I count that time that you have to lay around and recuperate as being sick. And believe me..I did plenty of that too! I thank the good Lord that all of the surgeries were successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. Do you make an effort to try to avoid germs in places like public washrooms?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Yes I do....I hate to even touch the door with my hands after I have washed them. I always have sanitary wipes with me. I always use them in a restaurant before eating&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; What's the longest time you've been away from work/school due to illness?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I would say a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4. What's your favourite comfort food for when you're not feeling well?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;can remember when I was in school my Mom used to make us tea and toast if we were sick, didnt matter if I was 17 years old, she still made it...lol. My Grandmother used to bring me a German dish that she made, it had fried bacon, spinach and boiled potatoes cut up in it....I loved that when I was sick. It kinda resembled dog vomit, but it tasted so good. Now if Im sick and have to fix something myself....Id have to just have a coke if I was too sick to make something. But you know, even though Mom is 80 and I am 60, if I was sick, I know she would make me some toast!!!! ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5. Are there any foods that you can't eat anymore, due to past experience with food poisoning?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;One time I fixed one of those frozen pizzas and I must have been getting sick b/c I threw up and I couldnt eat a frozen pizza for years!!!! I rarely even eat them now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fall Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Have you ever fallen for someone who turned out to be nothing like they seemed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Oh yes....lol..my Ex!! We went together all through high school andwe went to all the dances and he walked me to school and all that ....then he went to Viet Nam while I was finishing my senior year of high school. When he came home, we got married..I didnt have a chance to see how much he had changed. I always wonder if I would have married him anyway....I was so in love with him when we were young. When I could see how much he changed....I couldnt understand it. I was the same girl he had left behind..but he was no longer the same boy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. When was the last time you had an embarrassing fall?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the only one I can&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;think of is when I was going to tai bo class a few years ago...my gf stopped out front to pick me up and I went flying out of the house and fell on the sidewalk...my gf said she seen me coming off the porch and the next time she looked up I was gone!..lol..I was on the sidewalk with a knot on my leg that looked like I broke it! But I got in the car and we cracked up about it anyway!!! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; did you injure yourself?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yes, I really hurt my leg. But thankfully it wasnt broke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. Do you enjoy the music of Fall Out Boy?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;never heard of him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4. For you,what is the best part of the fall season?&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cool temps, trees changing colors.crisp leaves, bonfires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5. Have you ever had a falling out with someone over something that was completely insignificant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;6.If so,what was it over?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I dont know. It was one of my very best friends....she lives in Michigan. Her and I were always close, everytime she came home we stayed up real late everynight and talked, we called each other every month. We were best friends all through high school. She had some major problems.....her husband was unfaithful, she developed breast cancer. When her husband was unfaithful. she came home and we talked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;about it for hours...on what she was going to do ( she stayed with him) and I thought she was handling it pretty good considering. The when she was hit with the cancer not long after she didnt tell anyone, she just stopped communicating. She went through all that chemo and surgery by herself, she didnt call any of us. Her 2 sisters live here and I am very close to them, she now has nothing to do with any of us. It is the strangest thing....but I have accepted it. It hurt for a lot of years because we were so close...but now I figure its her choice. And her 2 sisters dont understand it any more than I do, but like me, they have accepted it to. She doesnt come home anymore. Its funny though, when I had my open heart surgery she was in town for a funeral, her older sisters husband had suddenly passed away. She came home for it for 1 day, but on her way out of town, her and her husband stopped to see me. They said they had heard that I had surgery and they wanted to see me. Since then..I have heard nothing from her! Neither have her sisters. Its very sad. I always thought we would be friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last But Not Least&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. What would you choose as your last meal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well if it was my last meal I guess I wouldnt be worrying about cholestral or anything...lol. I would have a big porterhouse steak, medium rare with lots of A-1 sauce. I would have a tossed vegetable salad ( with no onions). I would have a baked potato loaded with butter ( and salt..what the heck, its my LAST meal!) I would have a dish of crisp buttered corn. And for desert I would have a piece of homeade apple pie with ice cream. And since it is my last meal.....after all of it...a cigarette!!!! LOL. By the way kids, its been a year October 19th since I have had a cigarette!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. When was the last time you had a haircut?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A couple months ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. How long do you think you would last in a horror movie? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love horrer movies!!! ( unless Im home by myself!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4. Were you the kid who always got picked last?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no actually I was not.I had lots of friends in high school and had a great time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5. Where were you last night?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;right here, behaving myself! ;))&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/23827807-330447437783734738?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/330447437783734738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=330447437783734738&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/330447437783734738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/330447437783734738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/10/memes.html' title='memes'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-8915953496262809543</id><published>2008-10-20T17:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:59:04.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'>whats the fuss?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SPz-w42Ia1I/AAAAAAAAA2U/1wsrM_EFuxU/s1600-h/dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259358580708502354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SPz-w42Ia1I/AAAAAAAAA2U/1wsrM_EFuxU/s400/dancing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see, they are very good friends!! I think she looks spectacular in that costume....a very sexy VP indeed! I cant wait for the book to come out!&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/23827807-8915953496262809543?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8915953496262809543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=8915953496262809543&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8915953496262809543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8915953496262809543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-fuss.html' title='whats the fuss?'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SPz-w42Ia1I/AAAAAAAAA2U/1wsrM_EFuxU/s72-c/dancing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-7763398657216464434</id><published>2008-10-11T18:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:12:54.989-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SPEksHEQprI/AAAAAAAAAm8/7UK6xl69ytQ/s1600-h/ATTC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256022580347840178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SPEksHEQprI/AAAAAAAAAm8/7UK6xl69ytQ/s400/ATTC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I like this lady&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/23827807-7763398657216464434?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7763398657216464434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=7763398657216464434&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7763398657216464434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7763398657216464434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-like-this-lady.html' title=''/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SPEksHEQprI/AAAAAAAAAm8/7UK6xl69ytQ/s72-c/ATTC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5943974042297403809</id><published>2008-10-09T17:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:53:37.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SO59REdUIDI/AAAAAAAAAm0/m_IgtqLuxBY/s1600-h/flattery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255275547395891250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SO59REdUIDI/AAAAAAAAAm0/m_IgtqLuxBY/s400/flattery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-5943974042297403809?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5943974042297403809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5943974042297403809&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5943974042297403809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5943974042297403809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/10/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SO59REdUIDI/AAAAAAAAAm0/m_IgtqLuxBY/s72-c/flattery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-4979540687949182084</id><published>2008-10-05T02:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T02:50:40.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>;))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;After the speech in Berlin , Obama got out of the shower and was drying off when he looked in the mirror and noticed he was white from the neck up to the top of his head. In sheer panic and fearing he was turning white and might have to give up his hopes to be president, he called his doctor and told him of his problem. The doctor advised him to come to his office immediately. After an examination, the doctor mixed a concoction of brown liquid, gave it to Obama, and told him to drink it all. Obama drank the concoction and replied, 'That tasted like bullshit!' The doctor replied, 'It was, you were a quart low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-4979540687949182084?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4979540687949182084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=4979540687949182084&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4979540687949182084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4979540687949182084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=';))'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-7612884818276733029</id><published>2008-10-01T04:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T04:28:11.815-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this  cracks me up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SOM0g3LwrOI/AAAAAAAAAmo/0-icBvSj7Wg/s1600-h/funny-picture-1195920141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252099329617865954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SOM0g3LwrOI/AAAAAAAAAmo/0-icBvSj7Wg/s400/funny-picture-1195920141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-7612884818276733029?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7612884818276733029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=7612884818276733029&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7612884818276733029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7612884818276733029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-cracks-me-up.html' title='this  cracks me up!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SOM0g3LwrOI/AAAAAAAAAmo/0-icBvSj7Wg/s72-c/funny-picture-1195920141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-2007556689817737244</id><published>2008-09-27T01:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T01:43:08.622-04:00</updated><title type='text'>better late than never......</title><content type='html'>I just remembered Akelamalu tagged me for a meme about what you have in your purse. So I took some pics of my purse and the junk in it. Im sorry I am so late with this Akela and there is nothing really interesting in my purse...but here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my nail file, compact. tweezers, nail polish and pill pod.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3F8yocE8I/AAAAAAAAAlY/HiRW8efwaag/s1600-h/walking+in+the+snow+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250570388758074306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3F8yocE8I/AAAAAAAAAlY/HiRW8efwaag/s400/walking+in+the+snow+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; my checkbook, wallet and date book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3F9P3qfKI/AAAAAAAAAlg/RRQs6xoJVaM/s1600-h/walking+in+the+snow+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250570396606561442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3F9P3qfKI/AAAAAAAAAlg/RRQs6xoJVaM/s400/walking+in+the+snow+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3FgvEQciI/AAAAAAAAAlA/A8gH-DXtyUk/s1600-h/walking+in+the+snow+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3FgiQB8VI/AAAAAAAAAlI/4fX6S_mFeaQ/s1600-h/josh+bday+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3FgkqESgI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/a1iKOmatIBs/s1600-h/josh+bday+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my purse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3FGtOW7iI/AAAAAAAAAkg/xuCENYjsIHc/s1600-h/walking+in+the+snow+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250569459593571874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3FGtOW7iI/AAAAAAAAAkg/xuCENYjsIHc/s400/walking+in+the+snow+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is everything jumbled up..the curve perfume I use when Im in a hurry and in the car. I love the smell of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3FG8iaxbI/AAAAAAAAAko/RgVceM2FOuY/s1600-h/walking+in+the+snow+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250569463704241586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3FG8iaxbI/AAAAAAAAAko/RgVceM2FOuY/s400/walking+in+the+snow+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is where I keep my reciepts and maybe an important message if I have one...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3FG2KsUqI/AAAAAAAAAkw/79qAB0lBLmw/s1600-h/walking+in+the+snow+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250569461994115746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3FG2KsUqI/AAAAAAAAAkw/79qAB0lBLmw/s400/walking+in+the+snow+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and this is my lone pack of spearmint gum and a few odd cents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3FGy-M09I/AAAAAAAAAk4/uSmZKzfqQm0/s1600-h/walking+in+the+snow+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250569461136413650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3FGy-M09I/AAAAAAAAAk4/uSmZKzfqQm0/s400/walking+in+the+snow+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And that my good friends is how exciting my purse is! The bigger my purse it seems like the more I carry in it so Ive been buying smaller purses lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&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/23827807-2007556689817737244?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2007556689817737244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=2007556689817737244&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/2007556689817737244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/2007556689817737244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/09/better-late-than-never.html' title='better late than never......'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SN3F8yocE8I/AAAAAAAAAlY/HiRW8efwaag/s72-c/walking+in+the+snow+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-6409028941270275551</id><published>2008-09-22T17:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:00:19.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Im starvinggggggg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SNgVBKB1BSI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Y4FD2116bSg/s1600-h/!cid_7E03D76594E34045B270519B517E9D16%40PatPC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248968475316389154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SNgVBKB1BSI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Y4FD2116bSg/s400/!cid_7E03D76594E34045B270519B517E9D16%40PatPC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi ya all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to start this out with.....I AM ON A DIET! ....yep......you all know how I started going out with Larry, Well of course we went out to eat at least 4 evenings a week......not cool. I had lost 30 pounds after having open heart surgery and I have gained back 16 pounds!!! Soooooo........ I am watching what I eat and walking and drinking lots of water. I think the hardest part of being on a diet for me is...no coke! I love coca cola. I could run it through my veins in an iv. So thats whats new with me.....just eatin the healthy stuff....oh, except for yesterday....we treated ourselves to Red Lobster!!! lol. We both had shrimp and french fries, I was sooo bloated after I ate! Mmmmm..and I had 2 cokes! just 2. no more now till we decide it is time for a treat, which will be a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am walking 40 minutes a day, which is what my Cardiologist wanted me to do. I listen to my ipod and its pretty enjoyable. Sometimes in the evening Larry and I go for another walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather is wonderful!!! I wish it would just stay like this. Cool mornings and evenings and warm sunny days! Oh I love it. Today was bath day for the doggies. I bathed both of them and washed their blankies. I really think Baby peed on her blankie. Maybe b/c she is still a pup. Shes about 8 months old. Gidget would NEVER pee on her blankie! ..but she is older and much more mature ;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ill be reading your blogs this evening and tomorrow ...Marmie sit tight...you dont have to spend big bucks on plane fare just yet!!! Ive resurfaced! LoL...you guys all behave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-6409028941270275551?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6409028941270275551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=6409028941270275551&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6409028941270275551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6409028941270275551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-starvinggggggg.html' title='Im starvinggggggg'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SNgVBKB1BSI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Y4FD2116bSg/s72-c/!cid_7E03D76594E34045B270519B517E9D16%40PatPC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-198887191455491547</id><published>2008-08-25T03:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T03:58:53.671-04:00</updated><title type='text'>me and my brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SLJmIc12UpI/AAAAAAAAAjY/nW1wnBht41w/s1600-h/2763942081_0ec0ea1641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238361611952345746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SLJmIc12UpI/AAAAAAAAAjY/nW1wnBht41w/s400/2763942081_0ec0ea1641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  He He He !&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/23827807-198887191455491547?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/198887191455491547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=198887191455491547&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/198887191455491547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/198887191455491547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/08/me-and-my-brothers.html' title='me and my brothers'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SLJmIc12UpI/AAAAAAAAAjY/nW1wnBht41w/s72-c/2763942081_0ec0ea1641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-3710808184037799326</id><published>2008-08-18T13:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:12:37.459-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Building memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SKm1p0S23hI/AAAAAAAAAjI/qq_vsfi9KYM/s1600-h/walking+in+the+snow+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235915771811913234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SKm1p0S23hI/AAAAAAAAAjI/qq_vsfi9KYM/s400/walking+in+the+snow+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SKm1qN-AHpI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/oxwn58DZGnk/s1600-h/walking+in+the+snow+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235915778703761042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SKm1qN-AHpI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/oxwn58DZGnk/s400/walking+in+the+snow+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SKmy8UR_WmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/iEDLkWkjcfU/s1600-h/lawrence+198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235912791100971618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SKmy8UR_WmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/iEDLkWkjcfU/s400/lawrence+198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SKmy87rcjdI/AAAAAAAAAi4/T2DiLNnwEf8/s1600-h/favorites+028+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235912801676725714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SKmy87rcjdI/AAAAAAAAAi4/T2DiLNnwEf8/s400/favorites+028+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SKmy9JLBrII/AAAAAAAAAjA/eDF3Hei03Fo/s1600-h/lawrence+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235912805298842754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SKmy9JLBrII/AAAAAAAAAjA/eDF3Hei03Fo/s400/lawrence+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This is Gaige and Zack, they are both my grandsons, they are both 5 years old, they both live in the same town ,they will both start Kindergarten in  the same school this year and they both love the come to Grammys house and ride bikes and play with the neighborhood kids. Sometimes I keep them both overnight, although usually I just keep one at a time. But occasionally they talk me into both of them staying together. Of course they first words out of their little mouths is ' we promise to be good Grammy". And they never are! ;)). They are just very energetic little boys that I love with all my heart. But, by the end of 24 hours with both of them together I am calling their parents saying " come and get them!"...lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But I want them to have good memories of staying at Grammys house. I have so many wonderful memories of both sets of my Grandparents. I want these 2 little boys to grow up having a close relationship. Neither one of them have a brother so this is the next best thing. And I think "Grandparent memories" are so healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My brother has a son who is 6 months younger than my son. My brother has always lived away but the 2 boys, Ben (my son) and Russ ( my nephew), always managed to get together when my brother and sisterinlaw were in town. They had some good times together. Recently my nephew got married and he asked my son to be in his wedding. It does my heart good to see those 2 guys together. They have stayed close over all the years. Russ has since moved to our town and bought a house and Ben will go over and help him work on it when he needs help. I like to see them working together and helping each other out. Thats family - thats love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I love my family, sometimes I may get mad at one or other of them...but it passes quickly..because we have a bond. Its called love. And there is no greater feeling than loving someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-3710808184037799326?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3710808184037799326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=3710808184037799326&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/3710808184037799326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/3710808184037799326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/08/building-memories.html' title='Building memories'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SKm1p0S23hI/AAAAAAAAAjI/qq_vsfi9KYM/s72-c/walking+in+the+snow+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-1298086568313592480</id><published>2008-08-15T01:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T01:58:53.326-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picnic'/><title type='text'>Mama Mia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SKUZv-SdqmI/AAAAAAAAAio/O3KAKZi8yCE/s1600-h/2764804128_8cabcba80b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234618453853055586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SKUZv-SdqmI/AAAAAAAAAio/O3KAKZi8yCE/s400/2764804128_8cabcba80b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This is my Mother. She is 80 years old. We went on a picnic last week and she fell asleep on the blanket. I of course set her up while she was sleeping! If you will notice the beer is not opened. But I couldnt resist! I ask her to hold a can of pop for me after I had it all set up and then I snapped the picture!!!! Everytime I look at this pic I crack up! Its hysterical!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-1298086568313592480?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1298086568313592480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=1298086568313592480&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1298086568313592480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1298086568313592480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-my-mother.html' title='Mama Mia'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SKUZv-SdqmI/AAAAAAAAAio/O3KAKZi8yCE/s72-c/2764804128_8cabcba80b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-3995069628125245443</id><published>2008-08-10T12:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T13:15:39.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hidy hooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SJ8eI0sTpvI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/v4S36SHN2Lw/s1600-h/28219637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232934428960073458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SJ8eI0sTpvI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/v4S36SHN2Lw/s400/28219637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Yep.......me...again! I cant stay away from you guys forever ya know. Hope everyones summer is going well. Hard to believe its almost over, huh? I gotta get these kiddies back in school so I can sleep in and have a couple beers with my lunch! Gaige and Zack will both be in Kgarten and they will go all day!!!! They have spent a lot of time at Grammys riding their bikes and swimming and playing with the neighborhood kids. And my little Pacey is 2 and she is such a princess.....last count she had 17 pairs of shoes!!!! She is like Grammy, a shoe freak so I look for cutsie shoes everywhere I go for her ( and me).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larry and I went to the Amish Country one day this week, we ate and shopped......what a super meal we had....broasted chicken breast, masha taties ( thats what Janice and I call them), gravy and noodles......I cant tell you how good it was....anyone ever been to the Amish country???? I love to go there. Larry and I are going to go in September and stay a few days at one of the Inns. They have jacuzzis right in the rooms....I can imagine relaxing in the jacuzzi and crawling into a nice fresh bed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So ..hopefully I am back to blogging......probably not everyday......I do miss it and I miss all my blogger buds.....Marmie says she is coming over to check on me and I dont want to make her do that in her condition so I guess maybe she is preggers or something....huh???? what was that Marmie????? lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take care, be safe and have a good time with whats left of summer !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God bless ~                                                 S.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-3995069628125245443?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3995069628125245443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=3995069628125245443&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/3995069628125245443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/3995069628125245443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/08/hidy-hooooo.html' title='hidy hooooo'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SJ8eI0sTpvI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/v4S36SHN2Lw/s72-c/28219637.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-2080287490528809187</id><published>2008-05-19T05:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T06:29:56.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>yep, I did it again.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SDFTrS20ZrI/AAAAAAAAAiI/eUakC5hns8U/s1600-h/funny-picture-1153262347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202031047850878642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SDFTrS20ZrI/AAAAAAAAAiI/eUakC5hns8U/s400/funny-picture-1153262347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello my friends! I hope you all are doing well and as happy that I am that winter is over. Now if we can just clear up that rain! Larry planted a wysteria plant for me and I am like a Mother hen watching over it. We have it on a trellis thingie.....not really a trellis but a metal support cage.... oh you know what I mean! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You want to know what I have been up to??? Your not gonna believe it, I can hear a few a you thinking ' I bet she got married'.....nope...Ive been in the FREAKIN HOSPITAL AGAIN!!!!! Can ya believe it??? 3 surgeries in 7 months. I think I should get an award.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 3 weeks ago I went to my gynnie to get the girls checked and get my pap smear. While he is examining me he has this look on his face....the kinda look you dont like to see on your Dr.s face. I immediately panicked and said whats wrong.....he said....Im not sure......I feel something I dont feel comfortable dismissing. I said......like what? He said hopefully its your uterus...I said...and if its not???? he said lets not get ahead of ourselves here. I said well Im already ahead of myself so what else could it be??? Waldo???? lol. He said well it may be an ovary which means we need to check it out. I started crying, the usual for me. He started patting and trying to reassure me...I finally calmed down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went and got the ultrasound and bloodwork done, went back to his office, he said..Its your ovary, its a growth the size of a grapefruit. He said I cant tell you its not cancer but the odds are in your favor that its not. Then he scheduled me for a ct scan. When I went to him after that he was much more reassurring, he let me read the report, and he said it has to come out now but they did not feel it was malignent. I was so relieved I dang near fell on the floor! So he scheduled my surgery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a total hysterectomy done last Tuesday morning (May13)and came home from the hospital on Thursday morning. He gave me a bikini cut across the bottom so I can still wear my bikini!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Imagine that&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/em&gt; I am feeling pretty good, getting around well, went to a baby shower on Saturday so you know Im not in much pain. Im not even taking the pain medicine, Im taking advil twice a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I guess there are no babies in the horizon for Larry and me but heck at 60...what would we do with them? lol. I feel great and am just happy its over with. God holds my heart everytime&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I have been in surgery because he knows how scared I am. And I know with him beside me...I can do anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Larry and I are having a great time. He lives next door so the gas prices dont bother us a bit! lol. We usually go somewhere everyday just to get out of the house. My Mother is doing well physically but her memory continues to decline. She still gets out and goes shopping with us and out to dinner. She just gets very confused :((.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a new puppy......Baby. I'll take pictures of her and get them on here. Baby and Gidget are doing nicely together considering the fact that Gidget doesnt always play well with others!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ill be catching up on your blogs this week. I do miss you guys. Sending you all big hugs! Fill me in on whats going on with &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-2080287490528809187?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2080287490528809187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=2080287490528809187&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/2080287490528809187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/2080287490528809187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-my-friends-i-hope-you-all-are.html' title='yep, I did it again.....'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/SDFTrS20ZrI/AAAAAAAAAiI/eUakC5hns8U/s72-c/funny-picture-1153262347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-7388069477832387527</id><published>2008-04-02T17:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T01:35:57.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>things that make ya go....ewwwwwwww</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R_RsPtZ55JI/AAAAAAAAAiA/mTmtJ-zwitM/s1600-h/funny-picture-89300665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184888088152368274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R_RsPtZ55JI/AAAAAAAAAiA/mTmtJ-zwitM/s400/funny-picture-89300665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt this picture make you want to go ewwwwww? How can this gal stand this insect on her eyeball?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-7388069477832387527?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7388069477832387527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=7388069477832387527&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7388069477832387527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7388069477832387527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/04/things-that-make-ya-goewwwwwwww.html' title='things that make ya go....ewwwwwwww'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R_RsPtZ55JI/AAAAAAAAAiA/mTmtJ-zwitM/s72-c/funny-picture-89300665.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-836024741369804493</id><published>2008-03-31T01:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T01:32:56.812-04:00</updated><title type='text'>too cute....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R_B3UdZ55HI/AAAAAAAAAhw/UJGTPZjDIws/s1600-h/001c01c.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183774364477809778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R_B3UdZ55HI/AAAAAAAAAhw/UJGTPZjDIws/s400/001c01c.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R_B3UdZ55HI/AAAAAAAAAhw/UJGTPZjDIws/s1600-h/001c01c.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should children witness childbirth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to a power outage, only one paramedic responded to the call. The house was very dark so the paramedic asked Kathleen, a 3-yr old girl, to hold a flashlight high over her mommy so he could see while he helped deliver the baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very diligently, Kathleen did as she was asked. Heidi pushed and pushed and after a little while, Connor was born. The paramedic lifted him by his little feet and spanked him on his bottom. Connor began to cry. The paramedic then thanked Kathleen for her help and asked the wide-eyed 3-yr old what she thought about what she had just witnessed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kathleen quickly responded, "He shouldn't have crawled in there in the first place......smack his ass again!" &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/23827807-836024741369804493?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/836024741369804493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=836024741369804493&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/836024741369804493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/836024741369804493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/03/too-cute.html' title='too cute....'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R_B3UdZ55HI/AAAAAAAAAhw/UJGTPZjDIws/s72-c/001c01c.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-1117579106088409622</id><published>2008-03-28T02:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T02:27:00.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello ! Hello ! Hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R-yOMNZ55CI/AAAAAAAAAhM/_abfVyraaS8/s1600-h/FarSiderealreasondinosaurs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182673611604485154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R-yOMNZ55CI/AAAAAAAAAhM/_abfVyraaS8/s400/FarSiderealreasondinosaurs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beleieve it or not.... I have thought about you guys and missed you. I have just been extremely busy running around....tee hee. But!!! I am going to try to do better! I promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is everybody ready for Spring? I am so looking forward to some nice weather. I need to get out and walk, walk, walk. I am happy to tell you all that I have not smoked since October 20. Yea!!! I go back to the cardiologist in May. I am feeling good.....I try to exercise...on nice days Larry and I walk 2 miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still dating Larry.....he is wonderful to me. On Valentines day I got a box of candy, a dozen roses and a diamond necklace!!! Isnt love grand? He and I have so much fun together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So please let me know whats going on with you in the comments....and I will try to do better. What are you looking forward to this summer? Im looking forward to cooking out and swimming! And getting the coats and boots put away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-1117579106088409622?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1117579106088409622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=1117579106088409622&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1117579106088409622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1117579106088409622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-hello-hello.html' title='Hello ! Hello ! Hello!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R-yOMNZ55CI/AAAAAAAAAhM/_abfVyraaS8/s72-c/FarSiderealreasondinosaurs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-3106415425297117600</id><published>2008-02-21T02:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T02:23:43.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Hear It For The Seniors!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R70mHca39DI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Hl40qLKVisY/s1600-h/ATT00037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169329856621048882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R70mHca39DI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Hl40qLKVisY/s400/ATT00037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The reason why I quit sending cards...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R70mHca39EI/AAAAAAAAAgo/ugmE7TrlFqs/s1600-h/Funny_Pictures_16316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169329856621048898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R70mHca39EI/AAAAAAAAAgo/ugmE7TrlFqs/s400/Funny_Pictures_16316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swingin and Chit Chatten will keep these gals young forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R70mHsa39FI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ic6yKctG96Q/s1600-h/pomegranate_1967_4388014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169329860916016210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R70mHsa39FI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ic6yKctG96Q/s400/pomegranate_1967_4388014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You Never Outgrow Your Very Best Friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R70lTsa39AI/AAAAAAAAAgI/nR1pzCVhsdI/s1600-h/ATT1hhh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169328967562818562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R70lTsa39AI/AAAAAAAAAgI/nR1pzCVhsdI/s400/ATT1hhh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As long as we are in a group..it will be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R70lT8a39BI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/brUHD5nNSJU/s1600-h/ATT11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169328971857785874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R70lT8a39BI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/brUHD5nNSJU/s400/ATT11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaha...what a super sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R70lUMa39CI/AAAAAAAAAgY/uBryPztd2uM/s1600-h/ATT15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169328976152753186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R70lUMa39CI/AAAAAAAAAgY/uBryPztd2uM/s400/ATT15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh oh...watch those toofers Gramps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-3106415425297117600?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3106415425297117600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=3106415425297117600&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/3106415425297117600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/3106415425297117600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/02/lets-hear-it-for-seniors.html' title='Lets Hear It For The Seniors!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R70mHca39DI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Hl40qLKVisY/s72-c/ATT00037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5837827543370165723</id><published>2008-02-14T01:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T02:00:12.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R7Piica388I/AAAAAAAAAfo/IVOoNCs-z3c/s1600-h/valentines+dance+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166722278896432066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R7Piica388I/AAAAAAAAAfo/IVOoNCs-z3c/s400/valentines+dance+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So much has happened this past two weeks...first of all, these are pictures from the Valentines Dance we went to. Had a great time, but for the past 10 days my gall bladder has been giving me fits. I made 2 trips to the Emergency Room with it before they decided to take it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said they would take it out Friday or Monday......well, we had been looking forward to going to this dance for days, so I opted for this past Monday morning removal of "de gallbladder". I was to go to Same Day Surgery on Monday AM and have it taken out and supposed to be going home Monday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got to the dance I was having so much fun, I thought,'I might as well have a few beers,'...so I did. Needless to say I ended up back in the ER the next morning! The Dr gave me a pain shot, and sent me home since I was all set up for surgery in the AM Monday. But when they took it out, 'de gallbladder' was all inflamed so I had to stay overnight! :((... But I am happy to say its out, I am home and feeling pretty good and if you ever do have to get your gallbladder out..dont sweat it. If they can take it out through those 4 little holes its almost painless! Piece of cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R7PijMa389I/AAAAAAAAAfw/fR7NcfsFrhU/s1600-h/valentines+dance+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166722291781333970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R7PijMa389I/AAAAAAAAAfw/fR7NcfsFrhU/s400/valentines+dance+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The top pic is Larry and Janice and I, this second one is Janice and her brother who is recently divorced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R7Pijsa38-I/AAAAAAAAAf4/PqkLzItwL1g/s1600-h/valentines+dance+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166722300371268578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R7Pijsa38-I/AAAAAAAAAf4/PqkLzItwL1g/s400/valentines+dance+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharon and Larry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R7Pij8a38_I/AAAAAAAAAgA/jM_oU0mauVs/s1600-h/valentines+dance+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166722304666235890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R7Pij8a38_I/AAAAAAAAAgA/jM_oU0mauVs/s400/valentines+dance+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my Aunt Brenda who took such good care of me when I had my open heart surgery. She is sitting on Janices brothers lap. We had a great time and a lot of laughs.Today I got a heart full of chocolate candy from Larry and he is giving me my Valentines gift tomorrow!!! He is really spoiling me, isnt he???? And I love it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Valentines Day to all my friends...may you all have a wonderful Day .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-5837827543370165723?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5837827543370165723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5837827543370165723&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5837827543370165723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5837827543370165723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!!!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R7Piica388I/AAAAAAAAAfo/IVOoNCs-z3c/s72-c/valentines+dance+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-6448960259734567907</id><published>2008-02-06T03:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T03:58:56.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont be mad at me.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R6lwPDhdBlI/AAAAAAAAAew/Hc_9D8Ton_s/s1600-h/lawrence+207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163781851702953554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R6lwPDhdBlI/AAAAAAAAAew/Hc_9D8Ton_s/s400/lawrence+207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am sorry it took me so long to get these pictures on here but I have been running around and not at my computer much at all. But here is the red hair.....do you like it? Its good for a change. I may be blonde again this summer, who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R6lwRjhdBmI/AAAAAAAAAe4/vo42cHI2h4g/s1600-h/lawrence+205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163781894652626530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R6lwRjhdBmI/AAAAAAAAAe4/vo42cHI2h4g/s400/lawrence+205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Larry!!!! What a super guy he is! We are having soo much fun together. We are going to a dance this Saturday night with a bunch of friends and I think it will be so much fun. He took me to the Emergency Room on Sunday night at 3 am and we didnt get home until 5 30am. My gall bladder was acting up. But he just sat with me and was so patient with me because I get a little spastic in a hospital. They make me nervous. The next day I slept all day and he came over to make sure I was ok. And Sunday ( before I got gall bladder pains) he cooked me turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes and noodles at his house! And it was all homemade! He is a great cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started an exercise class, we go 3 mornings a week. We do an hour of cardio exercises then we walk a mile around the gym. He had open heart surgery about 4 years ago so we both need the exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R6lwUDhdBnI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_O9-KIyCUyM/s1600-h/lawrence+208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163781937602299506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R6lwUDhdBnI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_O9-KIyCUyM/s400/lawrence+208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are you all doing in the cold weather? Actually its kinda strange around here, it was so warm today I had my livingroom window open a bit to get some fresh air inside. It just doesnt seem like February weather to me. And then that damn groundhog seen his shadow.....yuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-6448960259734567907?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6448960259734567907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=6448960259734567907&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6448960259734567907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6448960259734567907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-be-mad-at-me.html' title='Dont be mad at me.......'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R6lwPDhdBlI/AAAAAAAAAew/Hc_9D8Ton_s/s72-c/lawrence+207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-7288389818822636590</id><published>2008-01-12T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T16:10:26.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blonde or red, red or blonde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R4kh102KAFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/OQZEPsZhPXo/s1600-h/aaRedheadRealMn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154688457104818258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R4kh102KAFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/OQZEPsZhPXo/s400/aaRedheadRealMn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi Guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im sitting here debating going red. Thats right......red. You know, fiery temper and all that. Actually, Im tired of doing my black (gray) roots. But I so enjoy being a blonde. I think as we age its always better to go lighter. But theres also something about a redhead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you guys been up to? I am still dating my next door neighbor....I never knew  a man could be so nice. Im thinkin if I had met up with this man when I was young I would be a total spoiled brat  by now. Of course my friend Janice says I am still a spoiled brat anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will call the new boyfriend Larry. Larry and I do dinner together everynight. We go out about 5 nights a week. I cook about 2. I made Swiss steak last night with all the sides. I didnt know , but it is his favorite meal! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we go out he opens the doors for me! Imagine that! My Ex never paid any attention whether I got in the door or not. There are sooo many differences between him and my Ex. I just cant believe it. Larry is always interested in what I say and he and I can really get into a conversation. Of course we have always been friends. I mean for years and years we have talked over the backyard fence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I suddenly just thought about something....lol. I used to swim in my pool in my black panties and bra in the summer. Oh geeze....I know Larry seen me out there. Now Im kinda embarrassed. I guess Ill have to buy a bathing suit now! I just thought I was a regular old mermaid and never worried about anyone seeing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also Larry has never tasted beer! I find that fascinating! ( esp after being married to an alcoholic!) Now every once in a while I do like to get with my friends and have some drinks and get crazy. I dont know yet whether I should do this by myself when Im with my friends or include Larry. Either way is good with me. Do you think I should ask him what he wants to do? All my girlfriends that are married are like..we have to  double date together . My single friends are like..we never get to see you anymore! And me????? Im just havin fun. So what do ya think???? Red or Blonde?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-7288389818822636590?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7288389818822636590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=7288389818822636590&amp;isPopup=true' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7288389818822636590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7288389818822636590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/01/blonde-or-red-red-or-blonde.html' title='blonde or red, red or blonde'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R4kh102KAFI/AAAAAAAAAeo/OQZEPsZhPXo/s72-c/aaRedheadRealMn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5291324182754538882</id><published>2008-01-08T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T02:06:14.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest!</title><content type='html'>Ok, you guys all gather round here....I have something to share with you. You know how I said I would never be in another relationship and blah blah blah...and I truly believed that I would not be in another one...I just wasnt interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbors have lived next door to me for probably about 15 years. They have been wonderful and I have always gotten along well with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The Mrs. had a fondness for taking too many pills and wasnt always functioning as she should be.She was only a couple years older than me and if we would see each other outside we always talked, but we didnt visit back and forth. She had a lot of problems with depression and over medicating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; However, if the Mr. was outside and I was outside he and I would talk to each other like old friends over the fence and he cut my front yard for me when he did the grass. There was absolutely nothing ever going on between me and the Mr., we just always enjoyed conversing. And even though we both knew his wife abused drugs, it just wasnt talked about. He never lost respect for the fact that she was his wife. She passed away this past August, he took care of her till the end and kept her at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she passed he went away to his daughters off and on and stayed with them for a week here and there. I would see him when he was out in the yard and ask him how he was doing and we would talk. When I had my open heart surgery and came home from the hospital, he was one of the first ones to come into the house and see me. He had open heart surgery a few years ago so were swapping stories and comparing scars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, in the evening, my phone rang, I answered it and it was him. He said he was checking on Mom and I, and he wondered how we were doing....I said...." well thank you for checking, and we are doing just fine"...and that was that. I thought it was very kind of him to check on us.A couple weeks later he showed up at the front door with a gift of cheeses and crackers for Mom and I. I invited him in and he sat down on the couch and we got to talking and he said he wanted to come over when he called the week before ,but he didnt know how to say it. I said well you are always welcome. This past weekend he and I went to Red Lobster to eat on Friday and to Sams club shopping...we had a super time! There were no awkward moments and we just talked like we always do. He is very much a gentleman. We bickered over whos paying because I told him he was not paying for every meal, it wasnt fair, and he said when I eat out with him, he pays. He carries my bags for me....he wont allow me to lift things. Saturday we went back to Red Lobster and took my Mom ( she was hungry for shrimp), then we did a bit of shopping. In the evenings he comes over and watches tv with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we went for a walk because we both try to walk everyday. It is really a cool thing.....(as you all know my Ex was an alcoholic and not the nicest person in the world...well, as a matter of fact he was an ass.) I am so unused to being treated the way my neighbor treats me. It is so wonderful to be treated so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we sit in the living room and watch tv , my Mother sits in there too. (Dont forget Mom has alzeimers.)My daughter told her she should go to her room and let him and I sit there and have some privacy. Mom said....I am NOT leaving her alone!....lol, I had to laugh. You would think I was a juvenile delinquint that had to be watched 24/7. When he leaves at night and I walk out on the porch with him, my Mom comes out too! Do you suppose she is afraid I will get pregnant???? LoL. At any rate, this relationship is new to he and I both and it will progress as it progresses. But it is nice to have someone who treats me so nice and he makes me happy so I wanted to share it with you guys. Ill get pictures up soon so you can see him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-5291324182754538882?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5291324182754538882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5291324182754538882&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5291324182754538882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5291324182754538882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/01/latest.html' title='The Latest!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5485904910779722844</id><published>2008-01-02T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T23:52:23.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>think about it...please???</title><content type='html'>I was walking today and I was thinking....I remember when I used to walk just because I wanted to....now I walk b/c I know its important for my health to get exercise. No matter how cold it is I try to get out there and at least get a mile in. When I walk and I pass people I know they all stop and ask me how I am doing.....they say...well you're looking great! I wonder what I looked like before. Sometimes I dont feel so great,but as long as someone tells me I look great I tend to feel a bit better. But I feel like I am in another group now....not the 'carefree, just walking for the fun of it group' I was in before. Now I am in the 'have to walk for my health group. 'Everything changes when you join that group! Thats when you know its time to pull your big girl panties up and deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how when your smoking that cigarette and someone says to you....You need to quit that and you just laugh and say...Oh well, ya gotta die of something. Believe me, when push comes to shove....you dont want to die of anything but old age when your pushing 100. When you are having those chest pains and you just are not sure whats going on...you are scared. So scared you wonder why you ever took such chances with your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the Doctor that you have never met before comes up to you and says " Im going to do your open heart surgery"...your like,....My WHAT????????? Im only here for a couple stints.....So the question is do you trust this man well enough to let him run that chain saw down through your sturnum? Oh thats right....you dont know him do you??? You hope he doesnt have a drug problem or maybe going through a nasty divorce or whatever. You hope that all is right in his world.. because he is going to hold your heart in his hands...its going to be up to him and God whether you pull through this surgery or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that makes you look at things in your life differently. You think of all the nit picky crap that you let piss you off before. You realize you were too judgemental and if you can please just wake up from the surgery you promise to be different. And I do believe in most cases people are different.&lt;br /&gt;My oldest son Ty and I had a very rocky relationship for most of his adult life. Hes almost 40 now. He came to the hospital while I was hooked up to the life support and he laid his head down on my bed and he sobbed. I couldnt talk to him b/c I had the vent down my throat. When I came home from the hospital he came and talked to me and he said...Mom, I was so afraid I wasnt going to get to tell you that I was sorry for the way we got along all those years..I just wanted to tell you I love you and Im so sorry. Since that day Ty and I have a different relationship and Im so very greatful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most things that you go through in your life are learning experiences. We learn from everything. And thats good. And I thank God daily for the family and friends I have, that wonderful heart surgeon ,who took such excellant care of me, all of those great nurses that were so good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time your dragging on that cigarette ( and I still remember what a great feeling that was!) And someone tells you you should quit....maybe you should really consider it. And Im not preaching about it.....I was one of you a few short months ago....I loved my cigarettes, nothing was more relaxing than lighting up and just sitting there enjoying it. But its not worth your life. We want to stay here as long as the good Lord allows us...nobody wants to go a minute before their time comes.....we want to enjoy our kids and grandkids, have time to go through our second childhood again, live long enough to be a real pain in the ass to our kids like they were to us when they were teenagers! ;)). Life is good....we are so lucky in this country with all the choices we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are days I miss my cigarettes, I wont lie. But it usually passes quickly. But I know....it wasnt worth it. It wasnt worth it to smoke for all that I went through. I wouldnt want to see anyone where I was in October. Believe me..it was scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-5485904910779722844?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5485904910779722844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5485904910779722844&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5485904910779722844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5485904910779722844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/01/think-about-itplease.html' title='think about it...please???'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-6277963497535535013</id><published>2008-01-02T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T13:07:58.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>he he</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R3vSyk2KACI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/DOAcSHQT2n0/s1600-h/!cid_6_2032629493%40web63313_mail_re1_yahoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150942365154410530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R3vSyk2KACI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/DOAcSHQT2n0/s400/!cid_6_2032629493%40web63313_mail_re1_yahoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just so you guys dont think Ive ran out of dumb jokes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-6277963497535535013?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6277963497535535013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=6277963497535535013&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6277963497535535013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6277963497535535013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2008/01/he-he.html' title='he he'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R3vSyk2KACI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/DOAcSHQT2n0/s72-c/!cid_6_2032629493%40web63313_mail_re1_yahoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-7267879148067489015</id><published>2007-12-29T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T19:41:32.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is nice.....</title><content type='html'>A message every adult should read, because children are watching you and doing as you do, not as you say.&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you hang my first painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately wanted to paint another one.&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you feed a stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind to animals.&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make my favorite cake for me and I learned that the little things can be the special things in life.&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking I heard you say a prayer, and I knew there is a God I could always talk to and I learned to trust in God.&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make a meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I learned that we all have to help take care of each other.&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you give of your time and money to help people who had nothing and I learned that those who have something should give to those who don't.&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you take care of our house and everyone in it and I learned we have to take care of what we are given.&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw how you handled your responsibilities, even when you didn't feel good and I learned that I would have to be responsible when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw tears come from your eyes and I learned that sometimes things hurt, but it's all right to cry.&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw that you cared and I wanted to be everything that I could be.&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I learned most of life's lessons&lt;br /&gt;that I need to know to be a good and productive person when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I looked at you and wanted to say, "Thanks for all the things I saw when you thought I wasn't looking."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-7267879148067489015?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7267879148067489015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=7267879148067489015&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7267879148067489015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7267879148067489015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-is-nice.html' title='This is nice.....'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5524803462680862474</id><published>2007-12-18T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T17:14:07.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate? Hot chocolate.  I would never drink eggnog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Does Santa wrap presents or just set them under the tree?  I have wrapped the gifts for year and santa has always taken all the credit for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Colored lights on tree/house or white? I love white lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Do you hang mistletoe? I used to but somehow over the years I lost the mistletoe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. When do you put your decorations up? I usually put them up the first week in Dec but this year I havent put anything up. I am probably not going to do to much this year with just having surgery, hopefully next year will be better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. What is your favorite holiday dish? turkey and dressing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Favorite Holiday memory as a child: we would always have Christmas dinner at my Grandparents and there would always be a bunch of Aunts and Uncles and cousins there. The food was abundunt and we kids always had so much fun playing together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa? What truth about Santa? Is there something I dont know?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve? Usually I cook a big dinner oon Christmas Eve and all my kids and grandkids are here and we eat and exchange gifts, we are not doing it this year b/c I am just not up to it, but it is a tradition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. How do you decorate your Christmas Tree? Some decorations I have had for years, some the kids made when they were little, its kind of a mixture.&lt;br /&gt;11. Snow! Love it or Dread it?  I have to say I love it.....I love getting out and walking in the snow, everything is so white and so quiet, you can hear the snow falling. I love when it looks like a winter wonderland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. Can you ice skate?  I used to......havent done it for years....we used to have a pond at our cabin and we would ice skate every winter on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. Do you remember your favorite gift?  my doll house that had lights in it and a car that went with it....I wish I had saved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. What’s the most important thing about the Holidays for you? Being with my family, attending  our Church services. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. What is your favorite Holiday Dessert? the pies and the cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;16. What is your favorite holiday tradition? Everyone seated at the table...our Christmas blessing, always remembering who is not with us anymore, opening gifts, just everyone being together and being happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17. What tops your tree?  an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18. Which do you prefer: giving or receiving?  Oh my...here comes the being honest part! I love recieving!! I get so excited when I see someone coming in with a bunch of gifts and they hand a couple of them to me and say these are for you! I also enjoy picking out something for someone too, but this year I havent done any shopping...:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19. What is your favorite Christmas Song?  All of the traditional hymms....I love them all.&lt;br /&gt;20. Candy Canes! Yuck or Yum?  Yum, I love them!&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/23827807-5524803462680862474?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5524803462680862474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5524803462680862474&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5524803462680862474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5524803462680862474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-meme.html' title='Christmas meme'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-6250062533200979485</id><published>2007-12-13T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T23:52:48.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Ho Ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R2IMEE2KAAI/AAAAAAAAAd4/U-fyK9MjvC4/s1600-h/missing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143686988570427394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R2IMEE2KAAI/AAAAAAAAAd4/U-fyK9MjvC4/s400/missing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-6250062533200979485?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6250062533200979485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=6250062533200979485&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6250062533200979485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6250062533200979485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/12/ho-ho-ho.html' title='Ho Ho Ho'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R2IMEE2KAAI/AAAAAAAAAd4/U-fyK9MjvC4/s72-c/missing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-196827337154243657</id><published>2007-12-09T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T21:25:30.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good One here....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1yjVST0mbI/AAAAAAAAAdI/iTEdhOuFAic/s1600-h/OSI+at+Museum+and+silly+girls+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142164460637821362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1yjVST0mbI/AAAAAAAAAdI/iTEdhOuFAic/s400/OSI+at+Museum+and+silly+girls+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How true is this???????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-196827337154243657?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/196827337154243657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=196827337154243657&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/196827337154243657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/196827337154243657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/12/good-one-here.html' title='Good One here....'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1yjVST0mbI/AAAAAAAAAdI/iTEdhOuFAic/s72-c/OSI+at+Museum+and+silly+girls+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-7352477478651776665</id><published>2007-12-07T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T00:44:23.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a fun weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1jcciT0maI/AAAAAAAAAdA/oK8RvL-IvVE/s1600-h/!cid_000e01c80514%2451367f70%246501a8c0%40D3B6VR91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141101357447813538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1jcciT0maI/AAAAAAAAAdA/oK8RvL-IvVE/s400/!cid_000e01c80514%2451367f70%246501a8c0%40D3B6VR91.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; I thought this was funny! I mean, what are people who have this many kids in this day and age thinking of??? can you imagine buying school clothes? and even just fixing lunch would be a major production....at least 2 loaves of bread and a jar of peanut butter....and the poor Mother...her butt has to be dragging...literally! lol.&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/23827807-7352477478651776665?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7352477478651776665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=7352477478651776665&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7352477478651776665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7352477478651776665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/12/have-fun-weekend.html' title='Have a fun weekend!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1jcciT0maI/AAAAAAAAAdA/oK8RvL-IvVE/s72-c/!cid_000e01c80514%2451367f70%246501a8c0%40D3B6VR91.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-8654788274950939451</id><published>2007-12-05T11:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T11:19:43.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lets laugh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1bPkST0mYI/AAAAAAAAAcw/dzsMT4tO8R4/s1600-h/ATT001942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140524246987217282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1bPkST0mYI/AAAAAAAAAcw/dzsMT4tO8R4/s400/ATT001942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-8654788274950939451?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8654788274950939451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=8654788274950939451&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8654788274950939451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8654788274950939451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/12/lets-laugh.html' title='lets laugh!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1bPkST0mYI/AAAAAAAAAcw/dzsMT4tO8R4/s72-c/ATT001942.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5488301141099562780</id><published>2007-12-02T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T17:26:06.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>80 th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1MvnST0mUI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vhfYslX9_8A/s1600-R/Sharons+pics+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139503951736248642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1MvnST0mUI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/3ey-42PwwrY/s400/Sharons+pics+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday to Mom. We had a big party for her at the Church, about 60 people came. We all sang Happy Birthday and had a delicious meal. I think she looks pretty darned good for 80 years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1MvniT0mVI/AAAAAAAAAcY/y5NZJmJB7Ro/s1600-R/Sharons+pics+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139503956031215954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1MvniT0mVI/AAAAAAAAAcY/MwG53NGH0Qo/s400/Sharons+pics+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gaige carried that sign around all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1MvoCT0mWI/AAAAAAAAAcg/7yWO6IdueMY/s1600-R/Sharons+pics+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139503964621150562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1MvoCT0mWI/AAAAAAAAAcg/TeFx7wuIdk0/s400/Sharons+pics+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone must have forgot she is a diabetic.....and of course she would never remind them!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1MvoST0mXI/AAAAAAAAAco/oJmbR4k9l_g/s1600-R/Sharons+pics+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139503968916117874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1MvoST0mXI/AAAAAAAAAco/80QKJD_09S0/s400/Sharons+pics+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her hat says "Birthday Princess".&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/23827807-5488301141099562780?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5488301141099562780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5488301141099562780&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5488301141099562780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5488301141099562780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/12/80-th-birthday.html' title='80 th birthday'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R1MvnST0mUI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/3ey-42PwwrY/s72-c/Sharons+pics+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5255537518613139197</id><published>2007-11-24T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T22:27:50.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Ho Ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R0jrIX1l7wI/AAAAAAAAAcI/dlv6FwdO2sg/s1600-h/ATT00037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136613904086331138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R0jrIX1l7wI/AAAAAAAAAcI/dlv6FwdO2sg/s400/ATT00037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Time to get the Christmas cards out! get the tree up.......start baking, shopping, wrapping gifts...mercy, I already need a nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/23827807-5255537518613139197?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5255537518613139197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5255537518613139197&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5255537518613139197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5255537518613139197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/11/ho-ho-ho.html' title='Ho Ho Ho'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/R0jrIX1l7wI/AAAAAAAAAcI/dlv6FwdO2sg/s72-c/ATT00037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-6527476363129481706</id><published>2007-11-20T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T17:32:22.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back</title><content type='html'>What was supposed to have happened was...on Oct 31 I was to have a heart cath done and I figured they might put a couple stints in.....what actually happened was on Oct 19 I was having pain and had to go to the Emergency room, where they did the heart cath the next morning and discovered I had 5 to 6 major blockages in my heart and needed open heart surgery right away.&lt;em&gt; P&lt;/em&gt;ittsburgh is the best place to have open heart surgery around here so I was taken to Pittsburgh Allegheny Hospital in an ambulance. When they did the heart cath they used Plavix ( which I guess is normal procedure) but Pittsburg wouldnt operate for 3 days till most of the plavix was out of my system. So on the 22 of Oct I had the surgery. I did well in the surgery and since I hadnt had a heart attack there was no damage to my heart. After the surgery I developed pneumonia so they put me back on the ventilator for 4 or 5 days. Waking up with a vent on is very scary. They kept me so drugged I didnt know why I was there or where my family was. I couldnt even remember that I had open heart surgery. A whole group of Drs would come in every morning and discuss why I was on the vent...they tried to take me off of it everyday and I&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt; didnt know if I was ever going to get off the vent, it was horrible...I was so thirsty and scared. I talked to God constantly. Finally they took me off of it and I was breathing ok. I was so happy to have ice chips!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was as weak as a new born kitten, i still dont have a lot of energy, but I try to walk everyday and get stronger. My incision is healing nicely. My son took me to the Dr last week for a check up, we stopped at the Olive Garden on the way home to eat, when I got home I went to bed, I was exhausted! But it felt good to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful it is all over with, it was quite an experience for me and my family...the good news is I have quit smoking.....I made up my mind while I was on the vent if I lived through this I would never smoke again or do anything to damage my lungs and heart further. When I started having the pain on the 19th of Oct., I had to take nitro. When I took the nitro the pain stopped like magic! So I thought....well, I can have a cigarette while I figure out what to do.......as soon as I lit that cigarette and puffed on it the pain started back up! That was my very last cigarette!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank all of you for your Prayers and well wishes, I am finally on the mend and so greatful to God that I am still here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing was, for having all those blockages, I didnt feel bad, I could still go and shop all day. The only thing that gave me any indication something was wrong was the pain in my arms. they just kind of ached all the time. I didnt really have chest pain either, I had more pain in my back than  my chest. They say women are different when it comes to the symtoms of a heart attack, I do believe that. Also another person told me "pain is your friend"..I also believe that. If my arms hadnt ached I would have never gone to the Dr., You know how some people just drop dead of a heart attack? I am thinking that they have no symptoms till its too late. I would have never thought I had such clogged arteries. I was a walking time bomb and didnt even know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, thank you for your prayers! Wishing you all a very Happy Thanksgiving!!! God bless everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-6527476363129481706?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6527476363129481706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=6527476363129481706&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6527476363129481706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6527476363129481706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-back.html' title='Im back'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-2989027728881386174</id><published>2007-11-10T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T19:14:51.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Hi Every&lt;br /&gt;one, sorry to worry you guys. On Oct 22 they did open heart surgery on me, after that i got pnemonia and was  put on  a ventilator till they cleared it up.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;  I just got back home yesterday, I am very weak. Will update you on the whole story as soon as I get a little stronger, I just didnt want you guys too worry any longer. I am home and resting and miss you all, I thank all of you for caring and I thank God for helping me getthrough this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-2989027728881386174?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2989027728881386174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=2989027728881386174&amp;isPopup=true' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/2989027728881386174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/2989027728881386174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/11/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-8334191743334868741</id><published>2007-10-15T19:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:52:01.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>too funny to pass up.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RxP8-CyTUuI/AAAAAAAAAcA/HFL8nHXJifw/s1600-h/!cid_001201c80514%2451367f70%246501a8c0%40D3B6VR91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121715344080327394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RxP8-CyTUuI/AAAAAAAAAcA/HFL8nHXJifw/s400/!cid_001201c80514%2451367f70%246501a8c0%40D3B6VR91.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-8334191743334868741?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8334191743334868741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=8334191743334868741&amp;isPopup=true' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8334191743334868741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8334191743334868741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/10/too-funny-to-pass-up.html' title='too funny to pass up.....'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RxP8-CyTUuI/AAAAAAAAAcA/HFL8nHXJifw/s72-c/!cid_001201c80514%2451367f70%246501a8c0%40D3B6VR91.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-2134340605173109017</id><published>2007-10-11T16:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T17:12:35.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Rw6OCSyTUsI/AAAAAAAAAbw/jVqPvqDbDLM/s1600-h/heartint.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120185996420534978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Rw6OCSyTUsI/AAAAAAAAAbw/jVqPvqDbDLM/s400/heartint.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did make it through the stress test, which I have to tell you is not so bad. Everyone was so kind to me and I was pretty relaxed all through it. I didnt have any results yesterday when I left the hospital. They did call me this morning with the results. They started off with my carotids are good, my echogram was good, however my stress showed up that one part of my heart is not getting enough blood or oxygen, so now I have to have a heart cath. The Doctor feels I may have a blockage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have really been in denial that this is my heart...I blamed it on gall bladder, tension, and a million other things....but now is time to face the music and just be happy that we caught it now before it became worse. I guess when he does the heart cath, if he finds blockage he will put a stent ( or stents) in then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am scheduled for the heart cath on the 31st of October. Everyone says its a piece of cake....and Im sure it is....until its you. And you all know what a big baby I am. But I am just trying to remain calm. I am kind of numb today since I just found all of this out today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for all of your good thoughts and prayers, please continue them. The only way I got through the part of the test yesterday where I had to lay still for 24 minutes was by talking to God. When I wanted to jump up and run out of the hospital and deny all of this, I prayed and he calmed me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to get this all over with. I guess its time for a change of lifestyle.....no smoking, more exercise and a better diet. I guess I always knew it would come to this someday. My Father had open heart surgery twice. I will be updating....stick with me guys.&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/23827807-2134340605173109017?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2134340605173109017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=2134340605173109017&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/2134340605173109017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/2134340605173109017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/10/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Rw6OCSyTUsI/AAAAAAAAAbw/jVqPvqDbDLM/s72-c/heartint.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-6374556741993877095</id><published>2007-10-08T17:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T17:51:44.712-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lets have a laugh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RwqmYSyTUrI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QHSv4taA20w/s1600-h/Stray_bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119086862749881010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RwqmYSyTUrI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QHSv4taA20w/s400/Stray_bar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-6374556741993877095?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6374556741993877095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=6374556741993877095&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6374556741993877095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6374556741993877095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/10/lets-have-laugh.html' title='lets have a laugh....'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RwqmYSyTUrI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QHSv4taA20w/s72-c/Stray_bar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5743931116651896052</id><published>2007-10-06T02:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T02:53:25.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RwcwtiyTUpI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/fVk1Ho9Tqro/s1600-h/Damons+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RwcsRCyTUlI/AAAAAAAAAaw/9jw5yT82NGg/s1600-h/Damons+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118108172847108690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RwcsRCyTUlI/AAAAAAAAAaw/9jw5yT82NGg/s400/Damons+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Ed and I at Damons ( after the EKG) I was feeling no pain and trying to forget about the EKG for awhile. Ed is taking chemo and his coloring is not very good right now. Ed doesnt smile much, but then he never did smile much, but hes a good guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RwcsRyyTUmI/AAAAAAAAAa4/cKTr-cZTBh4/s1600-h/Damons+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118108185732010594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RwcsRyyTUmI/AAAAAAAAAa4/cKTr-cZTBh4/s400/Damons+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a guy we met, who Janice was trying to get me to give my phone number to.....I said...No, I have enough problems right now, but he was very nice and he knew my Father, which suprised us both. My brother told me this guy hit the lottery for a few million some years back. Even if I had known..it wouldnt have made any difference......Ive got enough on my plate right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RwcsSSyTUnI/AAAAAAAAAbA/2H-ShSnJHw8/s1600-h/Damons+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118108194321945202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RwcsSSyTUnI/AAAAAAAAAbA/2H-ShSnJHw8/s400/Damons+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a party in the next room, I wondered over to get a picture because they were from Intercourse, Pennsylvania!!!!! They were also having a grand time. I almost sat down and joined them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RwcsSyyTUoI/AAAAAAAAAbI/YHOe2xBhgxk/s1600-h/Damons+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118108202911879810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RwcsSyyTUoI/AAAAAAAAAbI/YHOe2xBhgxk/s400/Damons+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Janice, Ed and I. I dont think Ed was having a good time but he goes to keep track of Janice and I!!!!! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I apologize for not updating sooner. I just found out yesterday my tests will be on Wednesday morning( Oct 10). I will have stress test, echo, and carrotted (sp) done all in one morning. Ill be glad to get them all over with but I know I will be so nervous. I am the absolute worse person in the world to take these tests. My heart will be beating 100 miles an hour before I ever get in the building. They said to wear comfortable clothes. I wonder if I can just go in my pajamas???? ;)) No one is allowed to go with me because they cant be in the testing area. Geeze...I wont even have any of my friends there. I know what your thinking, and you are so right, I am the biggest baby. I just want to live a long healthy life and smoke cigarettes and drink vodka and eat all kinds of fatty foods and never exercise, is that too much to ask? lol. I know one thing..I will be quitting smoking....thats a promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Doctor is from Brazil. He is supposed to be very good. I know one thing....hes cute! His hair is kinda long and he has one of those sexy dark complexions. While he was examining me I noticed he is starting to lose some hair on the top of his head. I just wanted to tell him I still think he is very good looking even if his hair is thinning....lol. I hope they dont give me anything to make me dopey because then I may just tell him! When the girl came in to give me the EKG and she lifted my top, and Janice was sitting there and she said..." oh you slut! You wore your black lacy bra for Dr S!!!....I said " I just want to look nice!" We had a laugh out of that, and believe me, I needed every laugh I could get that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I probably will not be updating till after Wednesday. I thank you all for your concern, I really do appreciate it...please continue to keep me in your prayers because they mean so much to me. I just hope I can get through this without making a total idiot out of myself...I tend to cry very easy when Im scared. Thank you all for your support......I will be in touch!!! I promise!&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/23827807-5743931116651896052?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5743931116651896052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5743931116651896052&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5743931116651896052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5743931116651896052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/10/sorry_06.html' title='Sorry.....'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RwcsRCyTUlI/AAAAAAAAAaw/9jw5yT82NGg/s72-c/Damons+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-2303003511668903407</id><published>2007-09-30T09:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T11:11:01.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well..I thought I would go to the Cardiologists and he would say..."You have too much stress, go home and stop worrying so much."  But he didnt. When he walked in I said " How was that EKG?" and he said " It  could have been better." So as a result, I have to go for the whole works....stress test, echo and whatever else they throw at me. Am I nervous???? hahahahah ..does a fat dog fart? I panicked, was a total mess. Of course Janice ( and her husband was with me). Afterwards we went to Damons b/c I truly needed a drink.&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 have pictures but blogger wont allow me to post them for some crazy reason. My daughterinlaw, Leslie came and picked me up several hours later and took me home. As soon as I got into the car with Leslie I started crying again, and you know there is nothing worse than a crying drunk! lol. But I have to say I have the best daughterinlaw in the whole world. She helped me get into bed and I went to sleep and woke up with the worst hangover ever the next morning.&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;As soon as the Doctor schedules the tests Ill know more. Until them I am trying to remain calm. Please keep me in your prayers, I dont handle this stuff well. My daughter Ashley said to me, "Im not trying to be rude, but Mom how long did you think you could eat what you want, smoke, not exercise, and be overweight????" I said " well I guess I thought I could do it forever." Obviously not. Time to wake up and smell the coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-2303003511668903407?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2303003511668903407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=2303003511668903407&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/2303003511668903407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/2303003511668903407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/09/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5713255018748561759</id><published>2007-09-26T00:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T02:07:24.509-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RvnitSyTUgI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/P4xYlGE6hJs/s1600-h/you%2Bmake%2Bme%2Bsmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114368119620719106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RvnitSyTUgI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/P4xYlGE6hJs/s400/you%2Bmake%2Bme%2Bsmile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akalamalu has given me an award! She has picked me as one of the 10 bloggers who make her smile! Thank you so much Akalamalu, I am very happy to make you smile! Sometimes I even manage to laugh at myself!A lot of my friends tell me I have the ability to make them laugh even when they are very depressed. I never really thought much about it, I have just always been this way, but I guess its a good way to be. My Dad was this way too...when he had his first heart attack and he was in intensive care with moniters everywhere and I was finally allowed in to see him ( I was scared to death) he said " I think its time to get the will out"....now I did not want to laugh..but I realized he was just trying to inject a little humor in a very scary situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of scary situations, I have an appointment with a cardiologist on Thursday. I have been having some chest and arm discomfort. I went to my regular Dr and he wants me to see the Cardio guy. He did my cholestrol and triglycerides and my cholestrol was 202 ( I don't take any meds for it) triglycerides were 187, which was a little high, but not too bad. I am under a tremendous amount of stress right now...my Mother continues to get more forgetful and confused ( which I knew would happen), my daughter and her son have recently moved in with me and Mom ( which is where I want them to be), but I never have any time for just me. My Mother ( bless her heart) follows me around like a puppy dog, but tells everyone who comes here she wants her own place. Sometimes I feel very unappreciated even though I know its her disease. I am doing the best I can for all involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Thursday I will be at the Doctor seeing what he has to say. Say a little prayer for me. We all have our crosses to bear( or is it bare???), and usually I handle mine quite well. This is where I want my Mother to be, not in some resthome where they don't take care of her. And as for my daughter and grandson, I feel better that they are here and he has me to take care of him while my daughter is working. We all sit down to dinner at the table everynight b/c I think its good for Gaige, Mom and I used to eat on trays in front of the TV, so this family time at the table is good for all of us. We take turns saying a blessing before we eat, which is good for all of us, but I think it teaches Gaige to be thankful and respectful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now to pass on the award.......to 10 bloggers who make me smile. Well...you all make me smile, but I will try to narrow it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bluepainted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ~ Shes hysterical, I always get a laugh when I read her. We have been blogger buds forever. She has 3 little boys, a cat and a husbund, and she has a super sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big Pissy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~ Another hysterical one.....she cracks me up! If I lived near Pissy, I would be friends with her, because I think we would laugh a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funeral Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~ I have been hooked on her blog since the first day I came across it..she is very sensitive at times and at other times I sit here and laugh out loud at some of the things she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Fab&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;~ a truly funny and sensitive guy, who is sometimes just very misunderstood. Lol. I had to say that Fab. I love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuzz (Blogstuff)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~ I love his sense of humor and hes cute! Hes another one I have been friends with since I started blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;EZ&lt;/span&gt; (Catty Wampas&lt;/strong&gt;)~ shes a commedianne!(sp). Some of the things she comes up with make me wonder why she doesn't have her own show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ol Lady&lt;/span&gt;(Sometimes Stupid)&lt;/strong&gt; ~ she makes me laugh so much I wish I would get that damn hot dogger in the mail to her. A truly funny gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Marmie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ~ she has a rooster named Janet, runs a daycare center and has the funniest way of looking at life...she always makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Bazaa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;~ he has one of those tongue in cheek sense of humors, I'm sure he always does it with a straight face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Akalamalu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~ how could I not include you??? You are not hawaiian but you have a hawiian name " just b/c you like it"..I love that about you.....and the " I may tell you everything and I may tell you nothing"...lol., you are too funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-5713255018748561759?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5713255018748561759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5713255018748561759&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5713255018748561759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5713255018748561759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/09/award.html' title='Award'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RvnitSyTUgI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/P4xYlGE6hJs/s72-c/you%2Bmake%2Bme%2Bsmile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-6163956119285010508</id><published>2007-09-24T01:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T03:13:29.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The miracle of birth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RvdR4CyTUfI/AAAAAAAAAaA/qGAvggClC78/s1600-h/066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113645925164863986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RvdR4CyTUfI/AAAAAAAAAaA/qGAvggClC78/s400/066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isnt this a beautiful picture? I am always so amazed when I see a pregnant woman, I just think it is truly one of Gods finest miracles. I remember when I was pregnant for the very first time, I couldnt imagine that my body was going to get so big and out of shape, but it did! I only weighed about 100 pounds when I got pregnant so it was hard to imagine anything being big. Then I used to look at my tummy and wonder how it will get out......will it hurt much? Will my tummy go down after its born?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in labor for 23 hours, those were the days when they let you labor. Actually I thought I was dieing....the pain just wracked my body for hours.....I kept telling my Mother to do something!!! lol. My husband sat over there like a bump on a log just watching me. I just thought the pain was never going to end. Finally they put a gas mask over my face and knocked me out.....I dont remember anything till the next morning when they brought my baby in....he weighed 8 pounds and 12 ounces and had the most beautiful head of black hair. I was overwhelmed when I looked at him....I knew all the pain was worth it. I felt like God had truly given me a precious gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt get pregnant again for 6 years. The second pregnancy was much easier, I wasnt sick all the time. I really eased right through that pregnancy till it came time to have it...lol. Then I got scared!!! As soon as the pains started I remembered them! They kept coming in and checkiing me and they said 'this is going to be a big baby'....the nurses were all excited and I was scared to death! After 6 hours of intense labor they gave me a spinal.....I was gloriously numb! The baby came out and he was just as beautiful as the first one! All that black hair.....he was a doll! I was layiing on the delivery table and I coughed....but I could not feel myself coughing...I panicked.....I said..." oh no...you have paralyzed me.....I cant even feel myself breathing"....then I started hyperventilating......I said "give me some oxygen"...so there I was laying on the table getting sewed up....with oxygen on! I wish I had a movie of it because it was funny! ( Now that its over) And the second baby weighed in at 10 pounds! I seriously had doubts that I would ever walk again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 years later I got pregnant again! I was 35 years old. I thought if these babies keep getting bigger...what will this one weigh?????? 16 pounds?????? I was scared. My girlfriend was a nurse in OB, she talked me into going to natural childbirth classes.....she said she would be with me even if it was her day off.......and she was. My Mother was with me too, she wanted to see a baby be born, she had had 3 and never got to see a live birth. So her and I went to Lamaze classes together. My husband was always there, he just wasnt much help. ( Bump on a log) I went into the hospital early one morning b/c my water broke, so they induced me.....said it wouldnt take long. How right they were, didnt take long, but I didnt think I would live through it! Everytime the resident came in to check me I screamed for him to get out of the room and leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;My Mother tried to get me to do the breathing exercises but I said No....I just wanted to scream. Finally we were off to the delivery room......I thought I was going to deliver a tractor trailer......wouldnt have suprised me a bit! I guess I am just not good with pain. I thought ' this baby must weigh 30 pounds!'. When it was finally over and they handed me this beautiful little girl with black curly hair, I forgot all about anything but her. She was perfect! And she only weighed 8 pounds 6 ounces. I was completely in awe of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a baby is a lot of work, but it is the most worthwhile thing I have ever done. I was always scared. I was always a crybaby, but I always knew it was a miracle in progress. God entrusted me with these 3 precious babies. I was overwhelmed. It was the best time of my life. I guess if I was asked what I miss most about being young.....for all the crying and screaming I did when I was in labor, it would be having my babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I read about how these Mothers and Fathers leave their babies in a hot car or beat them to death, starve them to death, I wonder what is happening to this world. And it scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;BTW...check out my friend Bluepaintedreds' new blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://where-was-i.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;...shes always a scream! And shes having a very nice contest!!!! Stop in and join the contest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-6163956119285010508?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6163956119285010508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=6163956119285010508&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6163956119285010508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6163956119285010508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/09/miracle-of-birth.html' title='The miracle of birth...'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RvdR4CyTUfI/AAAAAAAAAaA/qGAvggClC78/s72-c/066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-6220387828096156471</id><published>2007-09-20T01:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T01:49:21.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>;))</title><content type='html'>On a hot summer day, a redneck came into town with his dog.&lt;br /&gt;He tied the dog under the shade of a tree&lt;br /&gt;and went into the bar for a cold beer.&lt;br /&gt;About 20 minutes later a policeman came into the bar&lt;br /&gt;and asked who owned the dog tied under the tree.&lt;br /&gt;The redneck said that it was his.&lt;br /&gt;The policeman said, "Your dog seems to be in heat."&lt;br /&gt;The redneck replies, "No way dog's in heat---&lt;br /&gt;she's cool kawse I got 'ER tied unner the shade tree.&lt;br /&gt;The policeman says, "No! You don't understand--&lt;br /&gt;your dog needs to be bred."&lt;br /&gt;"No way," the redneck says, "dog don't need bread,&lt;br /&gt;she ain't hongry, kawse I fed 'ER beef jerky this mornin'."&lt;br /&gt;Now the policeman gets mad and yells out;&lt;br /&gt;"NO! You don't seem to understand,&lt;br /&gt;your dog wants to have sex!"&lt;br /&gt;The redneck looks at him with a long pause and says,&lt;br /&gt;"Go 'head. I always wanted a police dog!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-6220387828096156471?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6220387828096156471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=6220387828096156471&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6220387828096156471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6220387828096156471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=';))'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-1965306050934505961</id><published>2007-09-17T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T22:41:30.139-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Meme</title><content type='html'>I stole this from Shelli.....( dont tell her!) :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever been searched by the cops? Not yet but I hope there is still time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you close your eyes on roller coasters? As if I would ride one of those crazy things...a bout with inner ear is enough for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When’s the last time you’ve been sledding? Years ago when I was a young and beautiful princess, before I came to earth with a jolt after getting married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone? Well, I have had my bed to myself for quite a few years now...I kind of like it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you believe in ghosts? yes I do&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you consider yourself creative? Ummm....sometimes...I love to do different wall treatments and they usually turn out very well. I love to paint old furniture and make it into something pretty....I bought an amoire to do for my granddaughters bedroom...I want to make it girly for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you think O.J. killed his wife? yes, I do.....and he sure has his tit in the wringer now doesnt he?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Jennifer Aniston or Angelina Jolie? Both. They are beautiful girls...Angie is seductive, Jennifer is so wholesome, I like them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Can you honestly say you know ANYTHING about politics? Not much, but I do vote and try to know something about the liar I am voting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you know how to play poker? No, but I wish I did....I would have a poker club and we would meet every week and drink and smoke and tell naughty jokes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight?yes I have. When my Father had his heart attack we were awake for days it seemed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What’s your favorite commercial? dont have one..sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 . Who was your first love? My Ex husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you’re driving in the middle of the night, and no one is around you, do you run a red light?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on which part of town Im in. The bad part of town...yes...the good part of town...no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you have a secret that no one knows but you? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Boston Red Sox or New York Yankees?yankees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Have you ever been ice skating? yes, again, when I was the Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How often do you remember your dreams?hardly ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What’s the one thing on your mind lately? pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you always wear your seat belt? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What talent do you wish you had? I wish I was a psychiatrist. I would like the talent to help people with their problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you like sushi? hell no. who in the world would eat raw fish??? ever hear of intestinal worms????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What do you wear to bed? my birthday suit, even if it is a little wrinkled! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you truly hate anyone? No but I choose not to be around some people. But I dont hate anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you could sleep with one famous person, who would it be? Antonio Bandaras..if we could ever get Melanie Griffith out of the bed!!! She hangs on him like a cheap suit....not that I blame her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you know anyone in jail? I know some people who have been in jail...Janice for one....lol...when she pulled a gun on her ex fiance ( it wasnt loaded).Who do you think bailed her out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What food do you find disgusting?anything raw....like sushi....steaks with blood dripping out of them are not for me....I have a weak stomach for that kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever made fun of your friends behind their back? good naturedly, yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Have you ever been punched in the face? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you believe in angels and demons? yes I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-1965306050934505961?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1965306050934505961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=1965306050934505961&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1965306050934505961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1965306050934505961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/09/meme.html' title='A Meme'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5207550149589407</id><published>2007-09-16T03:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T03:54:18.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OOOOPS I did it again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Ruzdo97LgxI/AAAAAAAAAZY/eadLTwGZM0M/s1600-h/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110703373045957394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Ruzdo97LgxI/AAAAAAAAAZY/eadLTwGZM0M/s400/094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Janice and I went to lunch at Applebees this past Friday. You know I cant resist those liquid refreshments at Applebees. Heres Janice making the same face as she did in the class reunion pictures of her old boyfriend. It seems to be a favorite of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Ruzdqt7LgyI/AAAAAAAAAZg/3h_qZTg846Y/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110703403110728482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Ruzdqt7LgyI/AAAAAAAAAZg/3h_qZTg846Y/s400/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am smiling like a chessy cat because I am OUT having some fun and relaxing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RuzdrN7LgzI/AAAAAAAAAZo/PmeLHgA4AkY/s1600-h/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110703411700663090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RuzdrN7LgzI/AAAAAAAAAZo/PmeLHgA4AkY/s400/109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our waitress, Dawn, she is showing off her earrings which are a knock off for Channel. Janice went nuts over them and the girl finally told her she bought them in NY for 5 bucks! The more Janice drank the more she wanted the earrings....she finally offered the girl 50 bucks for them.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Ruzdrd7Lg0I/AAAAAAAAAZw/Q7OpnP-2j78/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110703415995630402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Ruzdrd7Lg0I/AAAAAAAAAZw/Q7OpnP-2j78/s400/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our bill...it came to 54.85....as you can see Janice made it out for $110.00, the rest was for the earrings! lol...I was cracking up....all over a 5 dollar pair of earrings! Then she left her a 35 dollar tip!!! Im sure the waitress thought Janice was either wealthy or nuts......she is not wealthy and she is nuts...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Ruzdrt7Lg1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/OdFfM4Ld4VY/s1600-h/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110703420290597714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Ruzdrt7Lg1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/OdFfM4Ld4VY/s400/111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Janice with her new 50 dollar earrings.......she wore them to bed that night and when she woke up the next morning her ears were all sore and swollen....lol.  I laughed so much I had to go home and take a nap!! Thank goodness it was Janices turn to buy lunch!!!!&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/23827807-5207550149589407?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5207550149589407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5207550149589407&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5207550149589407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5207550149589407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/09/oooops-i-did-it-again.html' title='OOOOPS I did it again!!!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Ruzdo97LgxI/AAAAAAAAAZY/eadLTwGZM0M/s72-c/094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-6511121111185135331</id><published>2007-09-11T00:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T00:31:37.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hello there....</title><content type='html'>Hey!! Remember me??? I dont blame you if you dont! I dont know why I havent been blogging lately....just cant get in the mood. Im going to try to do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley and Gaige moved back in here with Mom and I. So we have been trying to get things rearranged. 4 generations under the same roof...lol. Gaige started school the 4th and he was so happy to go back to school! Ash is supposed to be looking for a bigger apartment...wonder how long that will take??? lol. I think she is enjoying it here with her Grandmother and I. What Ashley brought with her was her mother cat and 2 kitties! They are on the deck. They are precious. Last night Mom said she was going out to check on the kitties. I told her not to, it was dark and they were fine.....I was on the phone....pretty soon I heard a big thump...sure enough she (Mom) had fell!. I ran out on the deck and I couldnt even see her! I said " Where are you???" She said.."Under the swing"...lol...we both got to giggling and almost peed our pants. There she was laying underneath the swing....dont even ask me how she got under there! The important thing is she didnt hurt anything! We got quite a laugh out of it. It wouldnt have been too funny if she had did something to that wrist she just broke last Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is feeling Fallish and I am loving it! Its so nice to sit on the porch and there is actually a breeze! And all the halloween stuff in the stores! Not to mention all the Christmas stuff out already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few questions to ask everyone.....humor me ok? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you thought no one was looking...would you pick your nose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you discovered you were not in love with your mate anymore...would you stay or leave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you smile...everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I have decided to try to answer all comments so check back.....please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-6511121111185135331?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/6511121111185135331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=6511121111185135331&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6511121111185135331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/6511121111185135331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-there.html' title='hello there....'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-4692677127626268920</id><published>2007-09-03T02:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T03:27:01.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyone have anything exciting planned for the holiday? Personally I would be quite content to lounge around all day in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt;, but I doubt that will happen.&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 can feel Fall weather in the air, and I love the Fall. I just hope we have a mild winter without too much cold. It seems as soon as the kids get back to school it starts feeling like Fall. Both of my grandsons, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gaige&lt;/span&gt; and Zack, will be in preschool this year. They are going to different schools though because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gaige&lt;/span&gt; is going back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Headstart&lt;/span&gt; where he went last year. Its probably a good thing they will be separated this year....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. They are so ornery when they are together. I went to town today and bought them some socks, a belt, and some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;spiderman&lt;/span&gt; underwear and shirts. I bought them jeans last week. I bought them the boxer shorts and they loved them, they had to put them on right away...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. They are both so funny.&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 am getting used to my new computer, it has the new windows Vista. As long as I can play scrabble and blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; really all I care about...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I do like my new keyboard though and mouse. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Thay&lt;/span&gt; are wireless. Russell came yesterday and helped me out quite a bit. I would have to say anything I know about computers I have learned from him. He installed all my stuff from my other computer and I am sending you a big thanks Russell.&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;Tomorrow is my oldest sons birthday....he will be 38! Hard to believe such a young thing like me can have a son that old. ;))..I remember the day he was born. When they laid him in my arms I was completely in awe of him! I loved him from the moment I laid eyes on him. He was the cutest baby and so good...he only cried when he was hungry. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Well ,Ty, we have had some rough times...but I have always loved you and prayed for the best. We havent always agreed on things, thats for sure. When I look at you I can still see that little boy who thought his Mommy knew everything. I could make boo boos better just by kissing them. I wish I could still make everything better for you with a kiss....but you are a man now doing things your own way for certain. I wish you happiness and peace, and remember...Im the same Mommy who kissed the boo boos and scared away the boogie man. I love you now just as much as I did then. God bless you my son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-4692677127626268920?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4692677127626268920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=4692677127626268920&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4692677127626268920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4692677127626268920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/09/labor-day.html' title='Happy Birthday Ty!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-7231255238674067623</id><published>2007-08-31T23:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:13:03.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hey ya!</title><content type='html'>Hello! Im back and you didnt even know I was gone! I had to buy a new computer...mine was down and I just had to get a new one. Then I had to put that thingie back on the comments because I was getting so much trash I had to delete my last post. someone had put something in the comment section and I couldnt get rid of it so I just deleted the whole post. Wouldnt you think people would have better things to do that putting a bunch of garbage in the comments section of a blog???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I havent been around to visit.....things will be better now . I could barely comment on your blogs with my old computer......it took forever for them to load and then sometimes its bounced me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...Just glad to be back. Hope all is well..........school has started......things are getting back on schedule! Im gonna visit some of my blogger pals tonight.....Ill get the rest of you guys tomorrow.....its just so nice to be back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-7231255238674067623?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7231255238674067623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=7231255238674067623&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7231255238674067623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7231255238674067623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/08/hey-ya.html' title='hey ya!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-4437417578078024210</id><published>2007-08-22T11:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T11:36:03.685-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The whole fam damily</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RsxX4l08awI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5PSB08g06x8/s1600-h/Family+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RsxX4l08awI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5PSB08g06x8/s400/Family+188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my brothers and I. I am 59, Larry is 58, and Gary is 57. What was my Mother thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RsxX4l08axI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/cb1cuvnCYjk/s1600-h/Family+190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RsxX4l08axI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/cb1cuvnCYjk/s400/Family+190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                  Here we are with Mom. Arent we cute? lol&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-4437417578078024210?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4437417578078024210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=4437417578078024210&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4437417578078024210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4437417578078024210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/08/whole-fam-damily.html' title='The whole fam damily'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RsxX4l08awI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5PSB08g06x8/s72-c/Family+188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-7621528523135325807</id><published>2007-08-21T04:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T04:46:07.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bringmadeleinehome.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="quickedit" title="Edit" onclick="'return" href="http://www.blogger.com/rearrange?blogID=1922338030834754301&amp;widgetType=HTML&amp;amp;widgetId=HTML17&amp;action=editWidget" target="configHTML17"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="5231730621367762592"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://akelamalu.blogspot.com/2007/08/layer-meme.html"&gt;Layer Meme......&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pinched this from Akelamalu because I thought it was fun. I havent done a meme for awhile so here goes. Thanks Akelamalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagechef.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LAYER 1&lt;br /&gt;Name:  Sharon&lt;br /&gt;Birth Date: May 2&lt;br /&gt;Current Status: Divorced&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: Blue&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: Blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagechef.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Heritage: German and some Indian ( thats why I am always looking for a Chief!)&lt;br /&gt;My Fear: Getting sick&lt;br /&gt;My weaknesses: Shoes, shopping, buying things for my grandkids and cotton candy.&lt;br /&gt;My Perfect Pizza: pepperoni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 3&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts first waking up : I gotta let the dog out!&lt;br /&gt;My bedtime : whenever I get there.....Im a nightowl. I should have been a prostitute..I do my best work at night...whether it be painting, cleaning, or whatever!&lt;br /&gt;My most missed memory: Christmas at my Grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 4&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or coke : Coke&lt;br /&gt;Single or group dates : I guess group.&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike : Neither....I do reeboks&lt;br /&gt;Tea or Nestea : Tea&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla : Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee : French Vanilla Cappuccino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 5&lt;br /&gt;Smoke : yes&lt;br /&gt;Curse : at times.&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower : a shower when im in a hurry...a bath when I want to relax&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush : Antonio Bandaras..hes the man!&lt;br /&gt;Think you’ve been in love : I have been in love.&lt;br /&gt;Go to school : Im a little old for school...lol&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married : NO&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself : very much so&lt;br /&gt;Think you’re a health freak : Not at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 6&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol : Yes, I dont drink often but when I go out with friends I do it up right.&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall : oh yea!&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi : NEVER&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair : since I was about 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 7&lt;br /&gt;Played a stripping game : not that I recall, but then I have a bad memory ;))&lt;br /&gt;Changed who you were to fit in : Absolutely not...this is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 8&lt;br /&gt;Get married: Been there, done that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagechef.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best eye colour : Blue&lt;br /&gt;Best hair colour : Blonde, although it has been all colors at different times.&lt;br /&gt;Short hair or long hair : I like both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 10&lt;br /&gt;A minute ago : reading blogs&lt;br /&gt;Hour ago : eating a pizza&lt;br /&gt;Month ago : swimming&lt;br /&gt;Year ago : getting to know my new granddaughter, whom I adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 11&lt;br /&gt;I love : my life&lt;br /&gt;I feel : that God has given me many blessings in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I hate : violence&lt;br /&gt;I hide : the concern I have for my Mothers illness.&lt;br /&gt;I miss : My Dad&lt;br /&gt;I need : discipline.....lol. I am very undisciplined!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else feel free to grab the meme. Please let me know when you are finished. Now raise your right hand and repeat after me: I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help me blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-7621528523135325807?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7621528523135325807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=7621528523135325807&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7621528523135325807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/7621528523135325807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/08/layer-meme.html' title=''/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-1848789066689052011</id><published>2007-08-16T17:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T19:06:09.074-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend approaching</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The little girl has gone home with Mommy and Daddy and I am having a touch of empty nest syndrome! I had so much fun with her. Everynight at 8 pm I laid her down in her crib and she would sleep all through the night. And what an appetite, she eats like a little truck driver! I truly enjoyed having her. They had a good time at the beach but they missed the baby. When they first got here today she would have nothing to do with them.....lol...I had bought her a swing and hooked it up on my deck and she was swinging away....and she didnt want to be disturbed.  lol. Then when they tried to get her out of the swing she wanted me...lol. They werent laughing, but I was....I told them, shes just mad b/c you left her...lol. Eventually she came around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight I am going to work midnight just to get away! My best friend and I are staying at one of the ladies I take care of all night. We never get to talk or just chill together and since she works for Elva too ( the 96 yr old I take care of) we are both going tonight and having a pj party with Elva!  She will stay up with us till 1:30 or 2:00 and we will order pizza and just gab. Sounds like a nice relaxing evening to me. I havent seen Elva for a couple months so it will be nice to spend some time with her.  When Elva goes to bed Janice and I will go out on the porch and gab half the night.Then in the morning I am meeting another good friend for breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope you all have a fun weekend....hard to believe summer is almost over isnt it? It went by so quickly! As much as I look forward to Fall I hate to see summer end. Flip flops and shorts are so much easier to deal with than all the coats and boots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;For all of you who wonder what my Ex husband was thinking,  I am still giggling about it. I cant imagine what in the world he is thinking! A couple of you asked me if I had any feelings about it...to be perfectly honest, no I have no feelings about it other than I sincerely wish him well. Men are different than women. Not all men, but most men need someone, someone to kind of cater to them and someone to take care of them. ( Dont get upset with me guys.....I mean no harm) Women are different, we have always taken care of things so its nothing new to us. We tend to make a life with our families and children and friends. I enjoy the time with family and friends but I also enjoy solitude. They always say a woman is looking for a husband, but I do believe times have changed, women are much more independant today, they dont really need someone to look after them or support them. I dont feel less of a woman without a husband. I feel very free for the first time in many many years, I like making my own decisions and being responsible for me. I think if you ask most women if they would remarry if something happened to their husband most of them would say no.  My Ex always talked about how lonely he was, but he really didnt do anything to make it better. I have never felt the lonliness ( sp) that he talks about, probably because I am a much more outgoing person than him, I tend to take friendships seriously and I think to have a friend you must also be a friend and there may be times you do have to put yourself out for someone else, just as you may have to put yourself out for your family once in a while. Anyone else have an opinion on this besides me?? Id love to hear it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will visit all your blogs this weekend. :))......take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-1848789066689052011?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1848789066689052011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=1848789066689052011&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1848789066689052011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1848789066689052011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/08/weekend-approaching.html' title='weekend approaching'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-4083097587449070434</id><published>2007-08-12T01:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T01:33:43.761-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Rr6bO2J9qZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/p6eCHymiXl0/s1600-h/ATT253491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097682507587758482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Rr6bO2J9qZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/p6eCHymiXl0/s400/ATT253491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Rr6a42J9qYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/czVpTFDzbFs/s1600-h/890_front_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have finally recovered from the reunion! I must be getting old. All that dancing, drinking and laughing 2 nights in a row takes a toll on an old broad like me. I keep forgetting Im not a teenager anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This week I am keeping my grand daughter Pacey for 4 days while my son and his wife go to the Beach. Pacey is only 1 so she is just too young to go. Their days would be spent chasing her, keeping her out of the sun and carrying her around, so she is staying home with Grammy. I am looking forward to it. I try to mold her into a mini me as much as I can..lol. 2 years ago when they went to the beach I went to. I really enjoyed it but I want them to have a good time this year, they both work and they deserve this vacation. They will take Zack, my 4 year old grandson with them and it will be good for him to have some Mommy/Daddy time to himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The weather has been really hot this week. My Mother is the only one I know who thinks its cold. She gets dressed then puts her big furry robe on over her clothes b/c she says the house is too cold. It must be her circulation. Most elderly people are cold. And of course most of us menopausal women are always hot hot hot! I cut the grass yesterday and I had sweat dripping off of me....ewwwww....I hate to sweat. But I do love to cut my grass. And nothing goes better after you finish the grass as an ice cold beer. It taste so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hey! My ex got married!!! Can you believe that? Im not sure she has a name.....I think its "thirty something"......lol..thats how he describes her.....shes only in her 30's. He really hasnt known her that long so it must have been love at first site. He did bring her up here to meet me and she seems very nice. She is a teacher, she has 3 kids...the youngest being 6 years old. My Ex will be 60 next May. What is he thinking? The last thing I would want to do is start over with some mans kids. Oh well, I hope it works for them, now he will stop coming to see me when he gets lonely and depressed. And thats not a bad thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Time for bed......more later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-4083097587449070434?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4083097587449070434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=4083097587449070434&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4083097587449070434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/4083097587449070434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-finally-recovered-from-reunion-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Rr6bO2J9qZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/p6eCHymiXl0/s72-c/ATT253491.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-804353236610553922</id><published>2007-08-06T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T23:55:35.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Class Reunion</title><content type='html'>This is Janice making fun of one of her old boyfriends...thank goodness he wasnt there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RrflQWJ9qSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/kXifIvR242w/s1600-h/Jeff+K.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095793572381042978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RrflQWJ9qSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/kXifIvR242w/s400/Jeff+K.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Janice and I...she brought her old yearbook for us all to sign!! Notice our table was right next to the bar! The bartender told me that our table was making his night because we were the only ones who knew how to have fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RrflQmJ9qTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/foWpGlCvXyo/s1600-h/Me+And+Janice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095793576676010290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RrflQmJ9qTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/foWpGlCvXyo/s400/Me+And+Janice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Is my friend Paula and it looks like she is trying to kiss me! lol. None of us were feeling any pain......we had so much fun! I laughed so much I was sick. We didnt get home till 3 am the first night and the second night it was closer till 4am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RrflQ2J9qUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/o4ktB17Ou0M/s1600-h/Reunion+2007+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095793580970977602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RrflQ2J9qUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/o4ktB17Ou0M/s400/Reunion+2007+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Bob and I, he is the one from Vegas who flew in for the reunion. He was such a neat dancer in high school, I was afraid I wouldnt be able to follow him but after 3 double vodkas I did fine! ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RrflRWJ9qVI/AAAAAAAAAWk/7D4wmPgQNUg/s1600-h/Reunion+2007+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095793589560912210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RrflRWJ9qVI/AAAAAAAAAWk/7D4wmPgQNUg/s400/Reunion+2007+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me and an old boyfriend...he is from Florida. I always want to dance with him but his wife keeps pretty close tabs on him. When she went to the restroom we got a picture together!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RrflRmJ9qWI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pVupWedbW3s/s1600-h/SharonWeldon%26JimmyKull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095793593855879522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RrflRmJ9qWI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pVupWedbW3s/s400/SharonWeldon%26JimmyKull.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;This was a great reunion....we had a super time. Bob has a problem with kidney stones so he was ready to leave much earlier than I was...( go figure)..so I stayed. We had many offers for a ride home...but the one I picked was with a girlfriend who had an s-10 pickup with no cap on it. She said we could ride in the back!!! It was so neat to be riding in the back of that truck with the wind blowing our hair all over the place.....we stopped at Eat ~N~Park for breakfast and we  just rolled out of the back end of the truck like it was nothing....we thought about not going home and just driving straight to Myrtle Beach. Wouldnt that have been a hoot??? I felt like we were 17 and on Spring Break. I have decided after seeing some of these gals in their long dresses and sedate behavior I may never grow up! They dont look like they have any fun at all! They dont dance....they dont smile and they are studda babas. When I get too old to party. .........I will stay home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-804353236610553922?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/804353236610553922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=804353236610553922&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/804353236610553922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/804353236610553922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-class-reunion.html' title='My Class Reunion'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RrflQWJ9qSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/kXifIvR242w/s72-c/Jeff+K.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-8324919989724028295</id><published>2007-08-02T23:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T00:17:12.277-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oldies but Goodies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Time for the old class reunion !! Tomorrow night is the mixer...a casual affair and then Saturday night is the dinner/dance. I got my toes done, my fingernails on and no dark roots showing on my head!!! Tis all blonde! Got the DD lined up...gonna be a night of hootin and hollarin. My friend from Vegas flew in Wed night, he is picking me up Friday night at 7! I even have the camera charged!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I just want to tell Gingers Mother, I cant comment on your blog :((...it wont let me, I have tried several times. I didnt want you to think I ignored you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I also went to the Dr. this morning about being dizzy. I have a bit of an ear infection and she thinks I have allergies! The dizziness is almost gone but my ear was still bothering me, but it feels better tonight. I seen the Nurse practitioner instead of the Doc because I can sit and talk to her and I think she listens better than he does...lol....really I do.I also think she knows just as much as he does!!!! Us women are really coming up in the world since they allowed us to vote, aye girls?? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Well hopefully I will have some cool pics for you on Monday...have a great weekend and God bless all of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-8324919989724028295?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8324919989724028295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=8324919989724028295&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8324919989724028295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8324919989724028295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/08/oldies-but-goodies.html' title='Oldies but Goodies'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-1603997157042478358</id><published>2007-07-31T01:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T05:21:40.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>no bread today</title><content type='html'>Did you ever think about those wild west days when women had to bake bread and beat the clothes against a rock to clean them? Did you ever wonder how you would have fared in those days? Im lucky to get out of bed before 11am....how would I ever have any bread made for dinner? I dont even wash clothes in an automatic washer, can you imagine how long it would take to beat them clean? My husband would have to have many pelts...as I would probably just throw the clothes away as they got dirty.&lt;br /&gt;I could see him coming in for dinner after a hard day in the fields to something that resembled Dinty Moore beef stew, ( with no bread). he would say...No Bread? I would say, Sorry I didnt get up in time to make any and I didnt have time to mount up my trusty steed and gallop 20 miles to the dry goods store. I guess he wouldnt be in a real good mood then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After supper, we would go down to the watering hole for our weekly bath, we would have to dry on burlap bags because I hadnt been to the river lately. I would still feel dirty after my bath...river water...ick. Then we would go into our house(?) and he would wait for me to build a fire.....I would carry in 1 log at a time since I am a woman. Hopefully he would build the fire. We would sit and talk about what a hopeless pioneer wife I am. He would say ' You should know how to do this stuff...you're 17 years old!' To which I would say " I didnt know it was going to be so much work. Im bored on this open land all day, Im lonely when you are not here....I want to go to the saloons and dance and have fun.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would say..'forget fun'..its time to start a family. So after 9 months of throwing up....I start having pains this one morning.... I call him.....I scream......he brings me a bullet to bite on.....for the pain! No epidural, no pain meds...just. good. old. pain. After I finally figure out I am going to live through this...I get to lay in the bed for a couple hours. And not only do I have to take care of the baby while my insides feel like they are falling out, I also am expected to have that bread baked, the garden hoed, the clothes beat against a rock, and the beef jerkied ( or whatever they did to it).&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I just dont think I could have did it! On the other hand.....if the Indians came and captured me I think that would be quite an adventure. They would take me to their teepee and they would all fight over me....me white woman....no bake bread. I would be captive in a cozy teepee with beautiful pelts...and of course the bravest of the braves would be my lover. And we would go horseback riding and hunting for arrowheads. And we would order our meals in the teepee everyday. And we would make love everyday.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can see it all now........1 little , 2 little, 3 little Indians........4 little ,5 little, six little Indians. About that time I would be out in the fields looking for some of that loco weed! ; ))&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Rq7JJ2J9qLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/4i8_VS68Taw/s1600-h/thormans.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093229399595919538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Rq7JJ2J9qLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/4i8_VS68Taw/s400/thormans.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Rq7JKGJ9qMI/AAAAAAAAAVc/DVwa_yMVyYE/s1600-h/wwfron53.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093229403890886850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Rq7JKGJ9qMI/AAAAAAAAAVc/DVwa_yMVyYE/s400/wwfron53.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-1603997157042478358?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1603997157042478358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=1603997157042478358&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1603997157042478358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1603997157042478358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-bread-today.html' title='no bread today'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Rq7JJ2J9qLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/4i8_VS68Taw/s72-c/thormans.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-8228615950413765414</id><published>2007-07-29T20:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T20:38:05.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant</title><content type='html'>Hey its my turn to rant! I heard on the news the other day Lindsay Lohan got a DUI.......how stupid is that broad? Between her and Paris, Nicole Ritchie, and Britney Spears there is not an ounce of class between them and Im sick of hearing about them. Let them do all the drugs and drinking they want.....but get them out of the news. I guess they figure bad press is better than no press. Where are the actresses that had class and talent??? Britney Spears has become so unattractive with an ass the size of Rhode Island. I cant imagine her ever making a video again where she looks good in it. The big question is ...is  Nichole Ritchie preggers??? Well..who cares? The girl looks like she barely eats enough to keep a bird alive let alone a child. And what about those Olsen Twins???? Do they look like a couple of waifs or what???? They used to have a clothing line out but it looks to me like they dress at the Salvation Army. These gals are all stupid. They had careers that were going full guns.....and what do they do with it????? They waste it. ( of course I have never figured out what Paris Hilton does yet!) They are spoiled little bitches who do not respect anything or anybody. I say get them out of the news. Nobody really cares what they are up to anyway. OK...I feel better now. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-8228615950413765414?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/8228615950413765414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=8228615950413765414&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8228615950413765414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/8228615950413765414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/07/rant.html' title='Rant'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-1299792600209152479</id><published>2007-07-27T14:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T14:13:01.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Rqo1rGJ9qKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/5wU3d_Vh5Bs/s1600-h/kissingfrog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Rqo1rGJ9qKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/5wU3d_Vh5Bs/s400/kissingfrog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear your best captian for this picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-1299792600209152479?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1299792600209152479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=1299792600209152479&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1299792600209152479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/1299792600209152479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-friday_27.html' title='Happy Friday!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/Rqo1rGJ9qKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/5wU3d_Vh5Bs/s72-c/kissingfrog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-5595076549249667524</id><published>2007-07-25T04:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T04:34:59.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Akelamalu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RqcJEGJ9qII/AAAAAAAAAU8/vKcPAWwVRSI/s1600-h/awesomedudeblogger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091047869742164098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RqcJEGJ9qII/AAAAAAAAAU8/vKcPAWwVRSI/s400/awesomedudeblogger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My good friend and fellow blogger has awarded me an awesome blogger award! It can be for male or female but since it has awesome DUDE blogger Im going to give credit to all the male bloggers in my life! So Rel, Doctor John Linna, Bazaa, Mr Fab, Dave,  my boy Dan, and Fuzz ( wherever you may be), this one is for you guys!!! Please check them out on my sidebar, Im way to lazy to put the links in, but they are all awesome dude bloggers!!! Otherwise I wouldnt be reading them! Guys theres a big party after the Awards ceremony with food and drinks on me! In my book you all are top shelf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you again Akelamalu for the award!! You are a very special person! I am very greatful that you enjoy my blog so much!!! It makes me smile :)). Thank You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23827807-5595076549249667524?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5595076549249667524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=5595076549249667524&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5595076549249667524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/5595076549249667524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/07/thank-you-akelamalu.html' title='Thank You Akelamalu!'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IcxxwlVQD_k/RqcJEGJ9qII/AAAAAAAAAU8/vKcPAWwVRSI/s72-c/awesomedudeblogger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23827807.post-310899923862579414</id><published>2007-07-24T02:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T02:28:52.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme</title><content type='html'>Elaborate on your avatar. I like sexy avatars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s your current relationship status? Single white female..lol..and I aim to stay that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever have a near-death experience?Not that I can recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What’s the name of the song that’s stuck in your head right now?no certain song right now.&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;Name a celebrity you would marry. I would marry Antonio Bandaras, I would be his Sugar Mama and I would be good at it!&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;Has anyone ever said you look like a celebrity? nooooooo&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;Do you wear a watch? No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you have anything pierced? Just my ears but if I was a young girl I would have a tiny diamond chip right on the side of my nose.&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;Do you have any tattoos? yes I have a wolf tattoo&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;Do you like pain? Are you nuts? I am the biggest whiner in the world when I am in pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you like to shop? Always ready to shop...always&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;What was the last thing you paid for with cash? I pay cash for everything.&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;What was the last thing you paid for with your credit card? no credit cards but I do have a debit card..&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;Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? my daughters boyfriend&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;What is on your desktop background? The ocean.&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;What is the background on your cell phone? no pic on my cell phone.&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;What was the last movie you watched?Daddys Girls and it was very good&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;What was the last book you read?....The Husband ..Dean Koontz&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/23827807-310899923862579414?l=shericakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/feeds/310899923862579414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23827807&amp;postID=310899923862579414&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/310899923862579414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23827807/posts/default/310899923862579414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shericakes.blogspot.com/2007/07/meme.html' title='Meme'/><author><name>Catch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05693116257747111018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr4uPDc_bDU/TrivpBnWX9I/AAAAAAAACLw/Jr8aV6gz38o/s220/agg.jpgfff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
