<?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-7844827502576564615</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:15:20.153-05:00</updated><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='Educational Ramblings - don&apos;t try to figure it out'/><category term='ramblings of leon'/><category term='Family'/><category term='New Blogger'/><title type='text'>Leon's World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leigh Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17254913641424831622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844827502576564615.post-7092955255690477967</id><published>2009-05-17T00:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:27:40.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Down, but not OUT!</title><content type='html'>I'm still here.  Just not functional. : )    Hope to have more time to blog soon.  Have a GREAT DAY!  : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844827502576564615-7092955255690477967?l=leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7092955255690477967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844827502576564615&amp;postID=7092955255690477967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/7092955255690477967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/7092955255690477967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/down-but-not-out.html' title='Down, but not OUT!'/><author><name>Leigh Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17254913641424831622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844827502576564615.post-8611850748908057224</id><published>2009-03-01T15:39:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:03:57.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Will and Ethan Continued</title><content type='html'>Now, where was I? Oh, yes, Ethan and Will sleepover. Well, the next day they decided at lunchtime that they were going to play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;resront&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Restaurant). They opened up a Peanut &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jutter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; n Belly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Resront&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. First thing of course is to set the table...&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasDO6J_8HI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Y8MlEiobqC8/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308340140450508914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasDO6J_8HI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Y8MlEiobqC8/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course comes the ingredients for your peanut &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jutter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and belly. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasDPvdvlfI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZAJNeiW9W6s/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308340154760402418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasDPvdvlfI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZAJNeiW9W6s/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course there should always be climbing in the kitchen! (No adult help allowed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasDPGMkjWI/AAAAAAAAAUg/XEygT9gszOI/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308340143682522466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasDPGMkjWI/AAAAAAAAAUg/XEygT9gszOI/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasDP0LS0wI/AAAAAAAAAUw/on7QHZtLCNU/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308340156025197314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasDP0LS0wI/AAAAAAAAAUw/on7QHZtLCNU/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proud owners worked very, very hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasDQGaB8pI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Kt84-BnAfBM/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308340160918844050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasDQGaB8pI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Kt84-BnAfBM/s320/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fine Dining at it's best! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasFD51lqtI/AAAAAAAAAVg/wl4tz1EomKo/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308342150409595602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasFD51lqtI/AAAAAAAAAVg/wl4tz1EomKo/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course there had to be some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tuhzert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (dessert)! One &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;resront&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; owner had to make cookies. The other one was off to bigger and better things to play, of course, by this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasFDnRZN-I/AAAAAAAAAVY/GUqvsy7iYn0/s1600-h/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308342145425946594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasFDnRZN-I/AAAAAAAAAVY/GUqvsy7iYn0/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasFC5pd3KI/AAAAAAAAAVI/a-O9pmrLpsY/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308342133178883234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasFC5pd3KI/AAAAAAAAAVI/a-O9pmrLpsY/s320/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just how close can you space cookies? : ) They had fun that day! I had fun just watching! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next comes Christmas! I got a new tree this year! A 9 foot tree. I think I chopped off the Angel in this picture, but I was excited. After decorating, I realized there is really not that much more room on a 9 foot tree! It was still crowded! I love all of my ornaments and guess next year I will put up another tree in a different room... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasFCYrrU2I/AAAAAAAAAVA/r7_rbRy-jbQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308342124329784162" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasFCYrrU2I/AAAAAAAAAVA/r7_rbRy-jbQ/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Christmas Eve we go to my mom's house. Chaos would be a good description of what happens when that many people get together to eat and start ripping open gifts. I have two brother's (Gary and David) and two sisters (Vicky and Marla). (The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;extras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are a  great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Adrianna and a cousin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;DeEddra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) I have 5 Nephews and 4 nieces (plus my two kids) and I have 4 GREAT nephews and 3 GREAT nieces.  My cousin has 2 sons and a daughter.  They are very much like my nephews and nieces.  She is like a sister to us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasI8bv8QUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/l_ALCk4Cnv8/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308346420120273218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasI8bv8QUI/AAAAAAAAAWI/l_ALCk4Cnv8/s320/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom only has one brother and he only has one daughter. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasI73Qo0HI/AAAAAAAAAWA/0Zn7pNF_q4I/s1600-h/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308346410325299314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasI73Qo0HI/AAAAAAAAAWA/0Zn7pNF_q4I/s320/095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin above, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;DeEddra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;They are very close to us. Anyway, I love them all and cherish this chaotic time we have together! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasI7gWGlmI/AAAAAAAAAV4/9bxUv-fxtfI/s1600-h/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308346404174206562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasI7gWGlmI/AAAAAAAAAV4/9bxUv-fxtfI/s320/109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasI7Q9MbxI/AAAAAAAAAVw/xhN9UuoMlII/s1600-h/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308346400043200274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasI7Q9MbxI/AAAAAAAAAVw/xhN9UuoMlII/s320/117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasI6pTq-vI/AAAAAAAAAVo/EjF8DcPQQhQ/s1600-h/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308346389400058610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasI6pTq-vI/AAAAAAAAAVo/EjF8DcPQQhQ/s320/119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasLnEiICeI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/8Zjm4xuHdq0/s1600-h/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308349351645940194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasLnEiICeI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/8Zjm4xuHdq0/s320/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasLnqNbddI/AAAAAAAAAWo/jJz2dPF0yDA/s1600-h/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308349361759679954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasLnqNbddI/AAAAAAAAAWo/jJz2dPF0yDA/s320/086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasLnYlV-TI/AAAAAAAAAWg/eAQYH74KJss/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308349357028145458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasLnYlV-TI/AAAAAAAAAWg/eAQYH74KJss/s320/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasLnGZzY3I/AAAAAAAAAWY/v5eVwwV8HF8/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308349352147903346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasLnGZzY3I/AAAAAAAAAWY/v5eVwwV8HF8/s320/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have a few more pictures to add to this, but for now I am tired of getting them here! More to be continued from my photo gallery... I have the Christmas at home, Christmas with Jeff's family, deer hunting, pageants and more to come! (I'll bet you are just DYING for me to finish!) ha ha Remember, I told you this blog is for me, so it may get a little boring to normal people! God bless you all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844827502576564615-8611850748908057224?l=leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8611850748908057224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844827502576564615&amp;postID=8611850748908057224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/8611850748908057224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/8611850748908057224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/2009/03/will-and-ethan-continued.html' title='Will and Ethan Continued'/><author><name>Leigh Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17254913641424831622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SasDO6J_8HI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Y8MlEiobqC8/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844827502576564615.post-4143125084818322025</id><published>2009-02-09T20:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:39:00.154-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged!  (Oh, boy!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDlscL_3oI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ic-MZTXw8TI/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300989313058594434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDlscL_3oI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ic-MZTXw8TI/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tank's Getaway (Who I've neve met, but apparently works with my sister) tagged me with a photo challenge. Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;1) Go to the 4th folder in my computer where you store your pictures.2) Pick the 4th picture in that folder.3) Explain the picture.4) Tag 4 people to do the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not even sure how to tag anyone! But this picture is of Anna, Emily, and Haley on a trip to Jackson for Anna's 14th birthday. We were in the movie theatre. They are a wonderful group to hang out with and we really had a wonderful day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I choose...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelly and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chonda! : ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844827502576564615-4143125084818322025?l=leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4143125084818322025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844827502576564615&amp;postID=4143125084818322025' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/4143125084818322025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/4143125084818322025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/2009/02/tanks-getaway-who-ive-neve-met-but.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged!  (Oh, boy!)'/><author><name>Leigh Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17254913641424831622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDlscL_3oI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ic-MZTXw8TI/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844827502576564615.post-1944702648821980510</id><published>2009-02-09T20:15:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:00:00.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>I know I am not a good blogger, but I started this blog for myself to keep up with life events. Of course I say I am much too busy living it to blog about it. However, downloading pictures brought up some things that I do want to blog about and remember. I guess I will just take them by the order they are on my camera...&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;First is my little William making a salad to go with supper all by himself! He is too funny! He loves to help in the kitchen! He is such a little chef!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDuL9MrsHI/AAAAAAAAASY/0Oa9s3S97kM/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300998650588803186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDuL9MrsHI/AAAAAAAAASY/0Oa9s3S97kM/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDuMNEPp0I/AAAAAAAAASg/wWLv5Lgm2w8/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300998654848378690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDuMNEPp0I/AAAAAAAAASg/wWLv5Lgm2w8/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDuMTwbWOI/AAAAAAAAASo/jE3rO2XSxuI/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300998656644307170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDuMTwbWOI/AAAAAAAAASo/jE3rO2XSxuI/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDuMho-SII/AAAAAAAAASw/Ppb05jorBck/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300998660371138690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDuMho-SII/AAAAAAAAASw/Ppb05jorBck/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDuM9VdZkI/AAAAAAAAAS4/lpRmnvO1cZI/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300998667805484610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDuM9VdZkI/AAAAAAAAAS4/lpRmnvO1cZI/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't love a pound of cheese on their salad? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, is SNOW day! A very stressful day for me for work reasons, but I did take a few pictures. I have never seen such a heavy snow in all of my life here! I do regret that I was too upset to enjoy the snow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDwFwRiM-I/AAAAAAAAATA/TOce1H7S4T8/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301000743063532514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDwFwRiM-I/AAAAAAAAATA/TOce1H7S4T8/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDwGF38uXI/AAAAAAAAATI/5gcZOsKn2Z8/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301000748861798770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDwGF38uXI/AAAAAAAAATI/5gcZOsKn2Z8/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDwGamddpI/AAAAAAAAATQ/9eWnQ2CFWCg/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301000754425591442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDwGamddpI/AAAAAAAAATQ/9eWnQ2CFWCg/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDwGj4y6xI/AAAAAAAAATY/0eNeKxPUUq0/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301000756918414098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDwGj4y6xI/AAAAAAAAATY/0eNeKxPUUq0/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDwGjmBzII/AAAAAAAAATg/yv2AhG5-5I0/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301000756839697538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDwGjmBzII/AAAAAAAAATg/yv2AhG5-5I0/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who my little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ethie&lt;/span&gt; is after! Doesn't he make a cute snow angel? This is my sweetie pie nephew, Ethan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day was my sister, Marla's birthday! That night we had a surprise birthday for her! It was too fun! I didn't get many pictures for some reason! It is also her daughter's birthday. However, she does so much for her, that we focused on my sister for the night! I think she had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZD0F8oIZfI/AAAAAAAAATo/yETdIz0fYdo/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301005144426046962" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZD0F8oIZfI/AAAAAAAAATo/yETdIz0fYdo/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZD0GLFU98I/AAAAAAAAATw/NDZtk3gUljk/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301005148306601922" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZD0GLFU98I/AAAAAAAAATw/NDZtk3gUljk/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, I had Ethan spend the night I believe because it was Gabby's birthday party at her house, but anyway.... Will came home that day and decided to work on my sink. (Not sure what the problem was, but Bob the builder (or Larry the Cable Guy!) is on patrol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZD1d9RMhJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/XIauLBcu2dE/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301006656426771602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZD1d9RMhJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/XIauLBcu2dE/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZD1dQs7LMI/AAAAAAAAAT4/lvN8SlHTG8w/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301006644463480002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZD1dQs7LMI/AAAAAAAAAT4/lvN8SlHTG8w/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If that's not enough to entertain you, next time I see them Diego and Elton John are on the case! I thought I would laugh til I cried when I saw Ethan! They are just too funny! I have much more to post about their adventures of a peanut jutter belly restaurant the next day. However, I am tired for one night! This is to be continued! God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZD1eCJn-HI/AAAAAAAAAUI/tjgc5XmlApI/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301006657737193586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZD1eCJn-HI/AAAAAAAAAUI/tjgc5XmlApI/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZD2ZVeIQTI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/4KZPfagxDTs/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301007676535750962" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZD2ZVeIQTI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/4KZPfagxDTs/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844827502576564615-1944702648821980510?l=leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1944702648821980510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844827502576564615&amp;postID=1944702648821980510' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/1944702648821980510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/1944702648821980510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/2009/02/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Leigh Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17254913641424831622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDuL9MrsHI/AAAAAAAAASY/0Oa9s3S97kM/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844827502576564615.post-6884998140118365847</id><published>2009-02-09T19:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:14:11.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tooth Fairy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDikrLLuNI/AAAAAAAAASA/nvuiZ0pKRg0/s1600-h/199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300985881107871954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDikrLLuNI/AAAAAAAAASA/nvuiZ0pKRg0/s320/199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor William has had a loose tooth for a while now. His permanent tooth actually came in behind his baby teeth! (Anna's did the same thing!) However, the dentist wouldn't pull his, and wanted to give it a month. I finally had enough, and it had to come out today! Of course by the time he got through screaming, it was over! So, we have lost our first tooth! (FINALLY!) I had never seen teeth that came in behind baby teeth until Anna did it. I totally freaked out when she had permanent teeth in the bottom of her mouth! I was ready to rush her to the emergency room! I took her immediately to the dentist, and he had to pull both bottom baby teeth. Now, Will had the same thing, only it was one tooth. Same dentis&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDi0Ln0BEI/AAAAAAAAASI/Q23ZhDWYEPw/s1600-h/201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300986147515925570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDi0Ln0BEI/AAAAAAAAASI/Q23ZhDWYEPw/s320/201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t says, give it time, it is getting loose. (Didn't feel the least bit loose to me, but what do I know?) Anyway, we started wiggling and it finally loosened. Tonight I decided it was coming out come hell or high water! I am going to look on the bright side... saved me 70 plus bucks I am sure! I'll just go ahead and start saving for the braces! : ) &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/7844827502576564615-6884998140118365847?l=leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6884998140118365847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844827502576564615&amp;postID=6884998140118365847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/6884998140118365847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/6884998140118365847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/2009/02/tooth-fairy.html' title='Tooth Fairy'/><author><name>Leigh Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17254913641424831622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SZDikrLLuNI/AAAAAAAAASA/nvuiZ0pKRg0/s72-c/199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844827502576564615.post-2454244856311707455</id><published>2009-01-27T21:19:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:53:32.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, I really do suck at this blogging thing! I had a strange feeling that I would! I have many pictures I would like to post and many stories to tell, but they will take more time than I have to tell or show. I have a teenager! She is a marvelous, wonderful child! I spend a LOT of time following her around with Will in tow, but she is worth it. She is a sweet girl and a good girl. We are on the precipice of change in my house and I am scared to death. Tonight she is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ridgeland&lt;/span&gt; at a soccer game that she didn't get to play in, so I didn't go. (Shocking I know!) She has a new boyfriend, and this is the second one this year. I have spent the last 14 years caring for, protecting, nurturing, and loving this baby. How in the world do you let them go????? I know that God is there for me and I pray a great deal for guidance and peace. Of course, I forget and take the worry and fear with me when I am done. I do know better, but it just seems to be my way. I want my children to grow up and be responsible citizens of this world. I want them to be happy and productive. I know they have to make their own decisions and their own mistakes to learn from. (Not that she has made any, I'm just saying in general) I have spent a lot of energy and love trying to protect her from harm and heartache, but now I have to let her go and experience things without me. Of course, I am always here for her, I always will be... BUT, I will let her grow in new ways and learn new things on her own too. No matter how much it breaks my heart. If you read this, please say a little prayer for me and my babies, and all children who are on the edge of adulthood. I pray for her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;safety&lt;/span&gt;, her happiness, and her ability to make good decisions. I know she has up until now, and I am so very thankful for this child who has been nothing but a blessing to me. She is never ugly, never talks back, and is always loving and respectful. She is always smiling, giggling, and just a happy person. I certainly don't deserve such a wonderful child, but God did bless me exceedingly, abundantly with this one. I pray that His blessings for her are the same. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296186217567130386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SX_VTfJokxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Qe7kx9mtc5g/s320/IMG_8893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it. "&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 22:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint." Isaiah 40:31&lt;a href="http://bible.cc/isaiah/41-1.htm"&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/7844827502576564615-2454244856311707455?l=leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2454244856311707455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844827502576564615&amp;postID=2454244856311707455' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/2454244856311707455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/2454244856311707455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/2009/01/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>Leigh Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17254913641424831622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SX_VTfJokxI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Qe7kx9mtc5g/s72-c/IMG_8893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844827502576564615.post-1978200904274037046</id><published>2009-01-03T22:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:12:02.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does time go?</title><content type='html'>Wow, it has been a long time that you have had to look at Jeff's rough looking face! Sorry! He is doing much better and I am good too. Nothing major wrong with either one of us! : ) I guess we will make it a few more years. Things have been really busy with the Holidays and working. Although I have had two weeks off, I have had a very busy time off. Filled with celebrations, cooking, cleaning, organizing, etc. Not that I feel very organized. I feel more behind than ever actually.  Back to work on Monday!  That will be tough!  I am a night owl and could stay up til morning and sleep all day.  Apparently my kids are like that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have pictures from Christmas up soon I hope!  Since I have last blogged we have had a monumental snow,  a birthday party for my sister, a trip to Starkville with my GNO's, Christmas celebrations to write about and New Years Eve!  I spent two days undecorating for Christmas, and noticed today I forgot to take down the Santa Flag!  Oh, well, life goes on!  I am not the best blogger in the world,  it falls into my cooking and cleaning category!  I hope everyone had a blessed Christmas and I wish you only the BEST for the New Year!  God's Blessings on you is my prayer!  Back with more soon I promise!  : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844827502576564615-1978200904274037046?l=leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1978200904274037046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844827502576564615&amp;postID=1978200904274037046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/1978200904274037046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/1978200904274037046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/2009/01/where-does-time-go.html' title='Where does time go?'/><author><name>Leigh Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17254913641424831622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844827502576564615.post-7527348424142375860</id><published>2008-12-04T21:04:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:03:11.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff Happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I thought that the last blog was long! Thanksgiving Holidays ended with this....&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/STibpGhyRhI/AAAAAAAAARg/Qg7-iOx-iBE/s1600-h/PC010014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276138093893797394" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/STibpGhyRhI/AAAAAAAAARg/Qg7-iOx-iBE/s320/PC010014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When will Jeff ever learn not to make me mad???? Nah! Just kidding! As I was trying to decorate the front porch for Christmas on Sunday, Jeff comes to the front door and says, "Come help me please" and walks away. When I get to the bathroom, his face is COVERED in blood! I immediately panic, but he is walking and talking, so I calm down a little. I start cleaning his face and discover the source - a very nasty gash over his right eye. So, to the emergency room we go. When I had last seen Jeff, he was napping in the recliner. However, while I was hanging garland and lights, he decided to go put up a deer stand. Mr. Bein is not afraid of heights at all, so he thought nothing of climbing to the top to secure the stand with a chain even though the stand was not stable to the tree! So, he fell (probably 15 feet if I had to guess how tall those stands are) I am going to measure them this weekend! Aparently he fell on his face! We are so blessed that is was not any worse than it was. We spent a 3rd trip to the ER in a weeks time getting x-rays and stitches. Dr. Larkin was the lucky one on call. He is always so calm that it has a calming effect on me. Jeff is sore, but he walked out of those woods and home and that is what matters! Thank you, God, for protecting him when he wasn't looking out for himself! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/STieLWbUNYI/AAAAAAAAARo/9WU7mY3pPbU/s1600-h/PC030017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276140881300436354" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/STieLWbUNYI/AAAAAAAAARo/9WU7mY3pPbU/s320/PC030017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So,  I went back to work on Monday but was scheduled to have a colonoscopy and Upper GI as well on Tuesday.  Of course, Will wakes up Tuesday running a 99.6 fever and isn't feeling well!  My mother is an angel and kept him while Jeff and I went for my test/procedure.  I must say it was an experience!  The before and after definitely stink, but the stuff they put you to sleep with is really good!  I survived they whole ordeal.  There were two polyps and one was rather large.  The doctor said it definitely would have turned into cancer in a few years!  That is just scary.  Now I have to do this every 3 years!  So far in my quest to find out what the pain is I am having in my abdomen, I have found a dermoid cyst and had to have surgery to remove the right ovary and cyst, and now we have discovered polyps that had to be removed.  The sad thing is that none of these things are causing the pain that I am having....  So, the wonderful doctor wanted me to have a CT scan of my abdomen.  I did that today!  Unfortunately you have to drink stuff that looks like and has the consistency of thin glue!  Banana flavored glue!  (It was better than the colonoscopy stuff - I ended up throwing half of it back up!)  Anyway,  no word on the abdomen scan.  I'm just praying that they don't find another extra part that I need to have removed.  I only just turned 40 and the falling apart starts already!  On top of all of this Will was running fever and not feeling well at all.  Mom really helped me out this time!  Jeff was scheduled for the Cardiologist tests on Wednesday, so I have missed most of 3 days of school this week.  I am ready for things to get back to normal.  Neither of us know anything from any of our tests yet.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will is feeling better now, but I did have him out in the weather for the parade!  I know - STUPID!!!  I bundled him up really good!  I'm keeping my fingers crossed...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some would say that when it rains it pours.  I say:  Thank you, God!  Thank you for the doctors we have to help us.  Thank you for saving us from danger.  Thank you for causing us pain that leads us to discover things that could cause us more harm later on!  Thank you for healthy children that get the sniffles every now and then, but have no other problems!  Thank You from the bottom of my undeserving heart!&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/7844827502576564615-7527348424142375860?l=leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7527348424142375860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844827502576564615&amp;postID=7527348424142375860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/7527348424142375860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/7527348424142375860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/2008/12/stuff-happens.html' title='Stuff Happens'/><author><name>Leigh Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17254913641424831622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/STibpGhyRhI/AAAAAAAAARg/Qg7-iOx-iBE/s72-c/PC010014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844827502576564615.post-7099245118896405327</id><published>2008-11-27T20:59:00.033-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:03:57.274-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Precious Memories</title><content type='html'>Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; has happened since my last blog! I turned 40, I have had my hubby in the emergency room and my son in the hospital, and I had to fix an entire Thanksgiving feast all by myself! A lot can happen when you turn 40...&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;I had the wonderful surprise of most of my entire family (16+ people) sneaking in my house (WHILE I WAS IN IT!) and surprising me EARLY with a birthday party! Wednesday was the only day that we actually got to go home without soccer, dance, or any other distraction and I cooked supper. Anna came in and started picking up toys, putting away folded clothes, washing dishes, etc. I told her I was concerned about her... She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; has to be asked to do such things. I should have seen it coming. ANYWAY, she straightened up and I decided not to "look a gifted horse in the snout" as my dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;German&lt;/span&gt; friend, Marina always says. I went in and changed into my t-shirt and stretchy clothes to lounge around in and got real comfortable...However, after supper, I was sitting on my couch reading my OPRAH magazine when all of a sudden through my front french doors comes the whole crew of my family at once singing "Precious Memories" and bringing all sorts of goodies for old people! (They had met down my driveway and drove without headlights down the driveway!) I started screaming and all I could think was OH @*&amp;amp;% I don't have on my bra! (I remedied this as quickly as I could, but it was funny!) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9h0WvaIQI/AAAAAAAAAOw/MgBnEem1z5o/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273541240759656706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9h0WvaIQI/AAAAAAAAAOw/MgBnEem1z5o/s320/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They have been plotting for a long time to get me, 'cause I have always enjoyed their 40&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; birthdays. Actually, some are yet to come! They brought me cake, lovely gifts like depends underwear, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Geritol&lt;/span&gt;, denture cream, &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9iQznec6I/AAAAAAAAAO4/0v0celLoy1U/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273541729547350946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9iQznec6I/AAAAAAAAAO4/0v0celLoy1U/s320/077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;prunes, etc., as well as things I am truly beginning to need like reading glasses, a magnifying glass, wrinkle cream, and vitamins! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9joicTiLI/AAAAAAAAAPI/fH8r4l7eQcY/s1600-h/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273543236765583538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9joicTiLI/AAAAAAAAAPI/fH8r4l7eQcY/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ha ha My dear sweet sister-n-law made a beautiful black on black cake and I even needed help blowing out those pesky candles from my little Spencer! She thought of everything and brought me a bib and a big bowl and even fed me! How precious it that? &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9kGPgq88I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/vu5UMy9zvt4/s1600-h/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273543747079697346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9kGPgq88I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/vu5UMy9zvt4/s320/100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9kYjvm6HI/AAAAAAAAAPY/xxytfd0HFxE/s1600-h/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273544061748701298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9kYjvm6HI/AAAAAAAAAPY/xxytfd0HFxE/s320/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9m0nvXOdI/AAAAAAAAAPw/-sYSRrF-ZyY/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273546742881008082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9m0nvXOdI/AAAAAAAAAPw/-sYSRrF-ZyY/s320/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, my mother was there since she still remembers giving birth to the 8lb 4oz little baby so many, many, years ago! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9nJXeWNAI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DGZPVRR8ZWw/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273547099291923458" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9nJXeWNAI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DGZPVRR8ZWw/s320/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are wondering who the planning culprit was, WELL I have my suspicions... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9oWs4tldI/AAAAAAAAAQA/zV6e9oWCcfk/s1600-h/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273548427889579474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9oWs4tldI/AAAAAAAAAQA/zV6e9oWCcfk/s320/127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9l-7ZLaMI/AAAAAAAAAPo/HTtvuT-FmDs/s1600-h/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273545820443732162" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9l-7ZLaMI/AAAAAAAAAPo/HTtvuT-FmDs/s320/109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9rJvtbPwI/AAAAAAAAAQI/DJqBaC2pUPE/s1600-h/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273551503844130562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9rJvtbPwI/AAAAAAAAAQI/DJqBaC2pUPE/s320/096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9u2dPEupI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ZOamIwTtHCw/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273555570513984146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9u2dPEupI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ZOamIwTtHCw/s320/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; However, I wouldn't trade any of them for anything. I have the most wonderful family and they are a true blessing. They did help create precious memories. I haven't had that much fun at my own birthday party since my Holly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hobbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Birthday party when I was 10!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS-JTMNdTjI/AAAAAAAAARA/TuIFBwYv4bo/s1600-h/1602425001%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273584651462331954" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS-JTMNdTjI/AAAAAAAAARA/TuIFBwYv4bo/s320/1602425001%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did I mention that they brought flowers? &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9xkL3WAMI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YOhnvOITqkM/s1600-h/145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273558555148288194" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9xkL3WAMI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YOhnvOITqkM/s320/145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, I thought I was safe! WRONG! Some of the above mentioned culprits, decided to decorate the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Berrytown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Road Detour with signs informing the world I was turning 40. (EVERY 2 miles it seemed!) I had people I don't even know wishing me a happy birthday! They even got my friends at work in on it. They also sent more flowers! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9xUI2zGtI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ZCPgfBchy74/s1600-h/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273558279462787794" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9xUI2zGtI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ZCPgfBchy74/s320/142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In a mug with 3 handles! My dear friend Janet gave me a hearing aid that I really needed! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9x03kCrQI/AAAAAAAAAQw/IjQ7_F2TI94/s1600-h/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273558841756396802" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9x03kCrQI/AAAAAAAAAQw/IjQ7_F2TI94/s320/146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; of the signs, but I am afraid I don't have pictures of those, because the rest of the story has me in emergency rooms and hospitals with my boys. I did have a great birthday and had many nice people give me many beautiful gifts! I thank them all from the bottom of my heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night we went to Columbia to watch the FC BULLDOGS play! It was a game that had us on the edge of our seats, but we pulled through! Anna, Haley, and I froze our butts off, but we cheered them on! They will now play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tylertown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I'm planning on VICTORY! My sister, Marla keeps Will on Friday nights usually since he does not like going to the games. She did this Friday and then kept him the day of my birthday, Saturday. I spent the day washing clothes and cleaning - a never ending process around here... Jeff gave me a Columbia Ole Miss jacket and a gift card to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CATO's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!! Anyway, Jeff and Anna wanted to take me out for my birthday, and we went and picked up Will from Marla's. We had a good time. We ate at Ruby Tuesday's. It was good - except my steak was more rare than medium, but I digress...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came home and all was well with the world. However, Jeff woke me up at 4:00 Sunday morning and told me he was having heart palpitations and had woken up in a cold sweat at least twice. I tried not to panic when he took me up on my offer to go to the emergency room! He is NOT a complainer, NOR does he do doctors! So, I woke Anna and told we were leaving them and going to the emergency room (which she has no memory of at all)! However, the kids never knew we were gone. The emergency room doctor ran all sorts of tests, but nothing indicated a heart attack or anything. You could see where his heart was beating irregularly, but not sure what is causing it. He is going for more tests next week. We think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;caffeine&lt;/span&gt; may be the culprit, but are not certain. I was scared, but God blessed us that it was not serious or doesn't appear to be at this time. He is laying off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;caffeine&lt;/span&gt; and that is something I need to do also... So, we got back from the ER around 7:30 a.m., Jeff layed back down and I decided to cook breakfast for us and also lunch to take to mom's. I got the kids up and ready for church, we went to church and just as we are entering the doors, Will told me he didn't feel good and had a headache... Uh - Oh. I turned straight around and took him home. Our elderly people do not need little kid sick germs. Will got&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/span&gt; and seemed okay, but later on he started running over 101 fever... More &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Tylenol - not helping - &lt;/span&gt;got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Motrin&lt;/span&gt; from my sister. Finally his fever broke, then he started with throwing up. NO SUPPOSITORIES at my house, but have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;phenergan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in pill form... He finally, after 3:00 in the morning, went without throwing up for a while. I ended up in bed with him upstairs to help him. I kepta close watch over him and he was cool to the touch, hadn't thrown up for a few hours... Then I touched him and all of a sudden he was on FIRE! I jumped up and took his temp - - I stopped watching after it hit over 103 and tried to get Motrin down him - Nope - comes right back up! We threw on clothes and to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Meadville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; emergency we went.   Actually to Sue, but she sent us straight to the hospital. His fever was 104.5! I was in a state of panic! Jeff had gone to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;McComb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Cardiologists&lt;/span&gt; office, so I had Anna who I pulled out of bed! I ran up the hill from Sue's office to the hospital because it was quicker than driving. I almost needed oxygen, but I made it! (Did I mention I was carrying this 57 pound child this whole time?) He was not able to walk! He was admitted and tested positive for the flu. They gave him a steady drip and suppository. We stayed all day Monday, and spent the night. His fever finally broke early Tuesday morning. We were released later that morning. He hasn't run a bit of fever since then! Praise God! I guess we caught it early enough that it really kicked it out with the many bags of drip! I didn't know a little boy could hold so much fluid! He had one scared momma! I hate, hate, hate for my children to be sick... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, since we are not sure whether he is possibly contagious we decided to keep him home for Thanksgiving! That is hard when you have a family as large as mine! We have mass chaos with 5 plus families merging with food and fun! However, I made a pretty nice Thanksgiving Feast all by myself! The turkey came out perfect, I made a huge pan of dressing, green beans &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;almondine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, sweet potato &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;souffle&lt;/span&gt;, ham, fried okra for Anna and rolls! We had apple pie for dessert. Anna had found a recipe for little white chocolate tarts and she made them. They looked just adorable and tasted yummy! I missed my chaotic family get together at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Momma's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; house, but we still had a nice Thanksgiving together! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS95_URrFqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/er7RVAwpL8A/s1600-h/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273567817355695778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS95_URrFqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/er7RVAwpL8A/s320/158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am thankful for all the many blessings that God has given me! God Bless! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844827502576564615-7099245118896405327?l=leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7099245118896405327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844827502576564615&amp;postID=7099245118896405327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/7099245118896405327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/7099245118896405327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/2008/11/precious-memories.html' title='Precious Memories'/><author><name>Leigh Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17254913641424831622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SS9h0WvaIQI/AAAAAAAAAOw/MgBnEem1z5o/s72-c/062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844827502576564615.post-6628468138208488321</id><published>2008-11-10T20:25:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:00:42.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RtI and GNO</title><content type='html'>After a day of RtI, I just think I need a GNO! Today was a day of too much information AGAIN in a workshop today. I'm tired and frustrated and need my GNO's so we can unwind and recharge with talk and laughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRjyBVajaSI/AAAAAAAAAOE/pAYXKPorI4s/s1600-h/120754055v3_150x150_Front%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267225868952103202" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRjyBVajaSI/AAAAAAAAAOE/pAYXKPorI4s/s320/120754055v3_150x150_Front%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Words cannot express the special place in my heart that my GNO's have. I love a lot of people in this world. People that I work with, people that I go to church with, people that I just know in this community, family, BUT my GNO's have a special place in my heart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They know the real me and still love me anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why GOD Gave Us Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GOD knew that everyone needs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Companionship and cheer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He knew that people need someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whose thoughts are always near.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He knew they need someone kind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To lend a helping hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone to gladly take the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To care and understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GOD knew that we all need someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To share each happy day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be a source of courage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When troubles come our way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone to be true to us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whether near or far apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone whose love we'll always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hold and treasure in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's Why GOD Gave Us Friends - unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for being my special GNO's! (I could sure use a GNO right now! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRjxuc8SI0I/AAAAAAAAAN8/Ul0MUyTczoc/s1600-h/GNO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267225544555111234" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRjxuc8SI0I/AAAAAAAAAN8/Ul0MUyTczoc/s320/GNO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRj0Li-r8_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/jY7ERlStjn8/s1600-h/6fc5a375829fd350e3db417c6a71db5a%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267228243415266290" style="WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRj0Li-r8_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/jY7ERlStjn8/s320/6fc5a375829fd350e3db417c6a71db5a%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844827502576564615-6628468138208488321?l=leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6628468138208488321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844827502576564615&amp;postID=6628468138208488321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/6628468138208488321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/6628468138208488321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/2008/11/rti-and-gno.html' title='RtI and GNO'/><author><name>Leigh Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17254913641424831622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRjyBVajaSI/AAAAAAAAAOE/pAYXKPorI4s/s72-c/120754055v3_150x150_Front%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844827502576564615.post-3799773249399639388</id><published>2008-11-09T15:56:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:26:29.635-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Sunday Afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRdyZwhywLI/AAAAAAAAANk/CcpaOdN9EKI/s1600-h/zoo+trip+and+ethan+and+will+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266804076082020530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRdyZwhywLI/AAAAAAAAANk/CcpaOdN9EKI/s320/zoo+trip+and+ethan+and+will+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aren't Sunday afternoons wonderful? After church every other Sunday, we go to my mom's house to eat lunch and fellowship with my brother, David and sister, Marla and their families. It is nice to have such a large family. I love them all - it gets loud and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wild! Esp&lt;/span&gt;cially with two boys who are so rowdy! There is a six month age difference between Ethan and Will, this is an old pic, but you see what they get into unsupervised!&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;Today we came home a little early and I have just been straightening up a little and mostly been lazy. Jeff is building a deer shooting house and William went to find him. Anna is conked out on the couch - she is recove&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRds0BoID7I/AAAAAAAAANE/VpU-A9Q-ND4/s1600-h/Anna%27s+Soccer+Game+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266797930278817714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRds0BoID7I/AAAAAAAAANE/VpU-A9Q-ND4/s320/Anna%27s+Soccer+Game+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ring from a f&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRdtbgjmIdI/AAAAAAAAANM/7kAD5XpL4yU/s1600-h/Anna%27s+Soccer+Game+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266798608596214226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRdtbgjmIdI/AAAAAAAAANM/7kAD5XpL4yU/s320/Anna%27s+Soccer+Game+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ull day of soccer yesterday! I am recovering too!&lt;u&gt;Tournaments will kick your butt! And that is from a spectator viewpoint! IMAGINE if I had to move!!! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRdy7lbhlcI/AAAAAAAAANs/Y8vvsr2qceY/s1600-h/Anna%27s+Soccer+Game+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266804657218491842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRdy7lbhlcI/AAAAAAAAANs/Y8vvsr2qceY/s320/Anna%27s+Soccer+Game+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Of course keeping up with Will is not easy. He is everywhere. We took toys and he played and played. Of course here he just looks innocent and sweet! Looks can be deceiving! Anna's JV team won all of their games and she played well - as did all of the girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRdnOpPcxAI/AAAAAAAAAMs/r-fbgIoyuHQ/s1600-h/Anna%27s+Soccer+Game+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266791790519567362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRdnOpPcxAI/AAAAAAAAAMs/r-fbgIoyuHQ/s320/Anna%27s+Soccer+Game+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are fun to watch! Of course I was cheering her on when she wasn't even out there, but who was counting?! I lost my (new) glasses and they all look alike with their hair up in ponytails! If I have to turn and locate Will, it distracts me from people being traded on the field! It was funny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRdpKIswXOI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2sAyqtXZywg/s1600-h/Anna%27s+Soccer+Game+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266793912087895266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRdpKIswXOI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2sAyqtXZywg/s320/Anna%27s+Soccer+Game+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves it and it is great exercise. She also gets to fellowship with girls around the same age that share a common bond. It's good for her! It was a beautiful day to be outside all day. Today is a gorgeous day as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franklin County Bulldogs football won&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt; their pla&lt;/span&gt;yoff game Frid&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ay ni&lt;/span&gt;ght and will head to Hazelhurst this weekend! Goooo Dogs!!!!!!!! I just love to go and watch them play! I taught some of t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;he boys and&lt;/span&gt; am very proud of them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to go to Hattiesburg for the next two days for a workshop for school. I hope it will be better than the last one! We havc more soccer, dance, and other drama I'm sure, coming for the week. I look forward to NEXT Sunday afternoon! : ) Did I mention I love this crazy, drama filled life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, I guess I have rambled on about nothing in particular for long enough! Take care and have a great week blog buddies! : ) &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/7844827502576564615-3799773249399639388?l=leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3799773249399639388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844827502576564615&amp;postID=3799773249399639388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/3799773249399639388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/3799773249399639388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunday-afternoon.html' title='Sunday Afternoon'/><author><name>Leigh Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17254913641424831622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRdyZwhywLI/AAAAAAAAANk/CcpaOdN9EKI/s72-c/zoo+trip+and+ethan+and+will+116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844827502576564615.post-4727643843009424393</id><published>2008-11-05T19:29:00.035-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:21:58.755-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings of leon'/><title type='text'>I knew I would stink at blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJrPWaNB-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/zBUcZRtlziY/s1600-h/lzi081022%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265388825807226850" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJrPWaNB-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/zBUcZRtlziY/s320/lzi081022%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, it didn't take long to determine that I will be a stinky blogger. I spend too much time living my life to have time to write about it! I have been busy with work,&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJsHAQWrGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/5xj6l4ulK44/s1600-h/cp%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265389781933010018" style="WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJsHAQWrGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/5xj6l4ulK44/s320/cp%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;soccer, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJlrzifeyI/AAAAAAAAALk/iZgt2sW9lqI/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265382717593189154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJlrzifeyI/AAAAAAAAALk/iZgt2sW9lqI/s200/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265376365538721698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJf6ESsP6I/AAAAAAAAAKM/bt0INn7lAAU/s200/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dance, BULLDOG football, Halloween, a 22nd wedded bliss anniversary, recovering from surgery... you know, the usual. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJnJCKGYgI/AAAAAAAAAL8/D4kGGttxYUg/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265384319245246978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJnJCKGYgI/AAAAAAAAAL8/D4kGGttxYUg/s200/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265378299753080994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJhqpzVKKI/AAAAAAAAAKc/5dsJi-PFszs/s200/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJmxigpMvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/4SEWDHWuj1E/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265383915612877554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJmxigpMvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/4SEWDHWuj1E/s200/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265378634906138530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJh-KWC96I/AAAAAAAAAKk/-xLAJOBGIJs/s200/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJi5efnfqI/AAAAAAAAAK8/JyqWDmUMEBk/s1600-h/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265379653927272098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJi5efnfqI/AAAAAAAAAK8/JyqWDmUMEBk/s200/100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJjKq-_FOI/AAAAAAAAALE/7ZmXN90-SO0/s1600-h/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265379949337842914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJjKq-_FOI/AAAAAAAAALE/7ZmXN90-SO0/s200/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJouACC4_I/AAAAAAAAAME/ywv6CvaqYJA/s1600-h/lcrhea081105%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265386053841380338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJouACC4_I/AAAAAAAAAME/ywv6CvaqYJA/s200/lcrhea081105%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess I should blog about how cool it is to live in historical times! &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/comics/uclickcomics/20081105/cx_crhea_uc/crhea20081105;_ylt=Arf66A4uZ5DG0IjwCwVw3XxYRJ54"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/comics/uclickcomics/20081105/cx_crhea_uc/crhea20081105;_ylt=Arf66A4uZ5DG0IjwCwVw3XxYRJ54"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After all of the prophesy of doom and despair, we are all still living after Obama has been elected. I'm sure if we can survive Clinton, anything is possible! I am not a Democrat, I am not a Republican either. I just vote how I feel. Sometimes it is with Dems, sometimes with Republics. However, I don't think that one person is going to make or break this country. We are doing a pretty good job of breaking it as a society ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to know what I think is really wrong with our society? There is a serious lack of family. This has many implications: No family means no one to teach and model for children, it also means that children are growing up with no morals, they grow up, have children, and the cycle just gets worse. Of course the families that are spoiling their children so that no one can possibly stand them or so that they will end up breaking serious laws when they grow up are just as damaging. Those people are going to live in misery for a long time if they never figure out real life is not about self. .....I'll get off of my soap box now. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJmNZ03ohI/AAAAAAAAALs/EB-tTbqlrBk/s1600-h/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265383294806499858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SRJmNZ03ohI/AAAAAAAAALs/EB-tTbqlrBk/s200/110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had haircuts today and Ms. Tracy straightened mine! I am going to try to wear it like this tomorrow and freak everyone out! My usual afro is replaced with smooth, sleek, straight hair! Of course I told her that it only took me 5 minutes to fix my hair every morning, (It took that long to straighten 2 strands!) However, I WISH it looked smooth and sleek all the time. I guess God just didn't intend for me to have sleek. He must have intended for me to be fluffy from head to toe! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy, but I am also trying to rest more... I don't do enough of that. So, I am going to cut it short now too! 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M. I.</title><content type='html'>I went back to work today... In a way... I had to go to a workshop in Hattiesburg today. All I have to say is I feel sorry for anyone who was just starting out in a new job having to listen to it. It was stressing out 30 year veterans. : ) Actually that is not ALL I have to say, it is just all I am going to say! How are things in your world???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844827502576564615-1029152268853799052?l=leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1029152268853799052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844827502576564615&amp;postID=1029152268853799052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/1029152268853799052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/1029152268853799052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/2008/10/t-m-i.html' title='T. M. I.'/><author><name>Leigh Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17254913641424831622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844827502576564615.post-6724546778902468189</id><published>2008-10-09T18:43:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:07:45.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Why Leon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SO6bWkuMfNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6m90aTIMb9E/s1600-h/Christmas+Program+Anna,+Gabby,+2006+Cothren+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255308627304807634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SO6bWkuMfNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6m90aTIMb9E/s320/Christmas+Program+Anna,+Gabby,+2006+Cothren+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SO6asQU5-sI/AAAAAAAAAIE/zuU0KCkVm2s/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many people want to know why I am known as Leon. It all started about 10 years ago when my little niece Gabby started talking. I might add here that she is not my first niece. She is my fourth. I have been called Wee Ann by most of them, but when Gab came along, she could pronounce L's. However, it came out as Leigh On. Of course everyone ran with it and now I am Leon to all family. Of course, after she started school, her whole class called me Aunt Leon, then all my co-workers picked it up. There was no turning back. I officially became "Leon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, about two years ago, Gabby called me Aunt Leigh Ann, out of the blue. I almost wrecked my car because I was driving home after school! I said, "Gabby what did you just call me?" She said, "Aunt Leigh Ann. Did you know everyone calls you the wrong name?" I couldn't believe it. I told her the story of WHY they did and forbade her to ever call me Leigh Ann again! It was funny. So, I will always be Leon. : ) (Especially to my Gabby Goorilla!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844827502576564615-6724546778902468189?l=leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6724546778902468189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844827502576564615&amp;postID=6724546778902468189' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/6724546778902468189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/6724546778902468189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-leon.html' title='Why Leon?'/><author><name>Leigh Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17254913641424831622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pkKVQI_2iZQ/SO6bWkuMfNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6m90aTIMb9E/s72-c/Christmas+Program+Anna,+Gabby,+2006+Cothren+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844827502576564615.post-3552486660504741857</id><published>2008-10-09T12:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:23:20.884-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Blogger'/><title type='text'>How did I get here?</title><content type='html'>Well, somehow I just set up a blog! I love to read other blogs, but really don't know how up to date I will keep one! I just happen to be bored to death after sitting home for a week now after surgery. It has been an experience that I hope to never repeat! I am still in some pain, but not anything I can't handle. I hope that I can do this. I think it will be a great thing to look back on. I certainly have plenty to say! ha ha Not really, I just think I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in Mississippi with Jeff, my husband of 22 years and our 2 children, Anna (14) and William (5). I am an educator and have been at that for 18 years. We live in the country and love it. I hope to share more about my life as time goes by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844827502576564615-3552486660504741857?l=leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3552486660504741857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844827502576564615&amp;postID=3552486660504741857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/3552486660504741857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844827502576564615/posts/default/3552486660504741857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leonsworldtoday.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-did-i-get-here.html' title='How did I get here?'/><author><name>Leigh Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17254913641424831622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
