<?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-3166611829436573725</id><updated>2011-10-17T11:46:55.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DJDM MOM</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-310546835891132499</id><published>2009-09-20T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T01:35:17.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meredith's trek</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;09/13/2009 Easton Glacier: Glacier is quite broken difficult navigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09/11/2009 Easton Glacier: We turned back at 8,000 ft. on the Deming-Easton glaciers mostly due to crevasses which required much detouring. At 8,000 ft. there was about 6 inches of new snow from the storm activity from the past weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/10/2009 Coleman Glacier: Route impassable, thin snow bridge at 8000'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09/06/2009 Easton Glacier: Sunday Morning snowing heavily, complete whiteout conditions, did not summit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08/31/2009 Easton Glacier: 300 feet of alpine ice at top (below is a crevasse – nice to have ice screws), very direct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-310546835891132499?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/310546835891132499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=310546835891132499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/310546835891132499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/310546835891132499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2009/09/merediths-trek.html' title='Meredith&apos;s trek'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-7204266269239869715</id><published>2009-08-06T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T17:46:29.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post post</title><content type='html'>Neglected blog site.  Facebook has won my time!  I can look and enjoy and don't have to think a thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-7204266269239869715?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/7204266269239869715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=7204266269239869715' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7204266269239869715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7204266269239869715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2009/08/post-post.html' title='Post post'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-6546453840650133613</id><published>2009-06-07T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:34:00.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elizabeth</title><content type='html'>Elizabeth has learned silks!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-6546453840650133613?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/6546453840650133613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=6546453840650133613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6546453840650133613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6546453840650133613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2009/06/elizabeth.html' title='Elizabeth'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-3417291458645526669</id><published>2009-04-25T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T08:06:26.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi,  I really liked this, it was sent to me by my sister, Olivia.  It is making the internet rounds and the originator has been lost to me or I would give them credit.&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; display: block; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 40px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 40px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#004200;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 66, 0); font-family: Verdana; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt; I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://f1801.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f230164%5fAGMIw0MAASlTSfEaWwjqbDNFYrk&amp;amp;pid=2.3&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; " /&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#004200;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 66, 0); font-family: Verdana; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive &amp;amp; everlasting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-3417291458645526669?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/3417291458645526669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=3417291458645526669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3417291458645526669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3417291458645526669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-i-really-liked-this-it-was-sent-to.html' title=''/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-6833078054022190762</id><published>2009-03-22T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T11:34:16.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reason for God</title><content type='html'>Several years ago my son Duff would often respond to diatribes with the statement, "One should be able to argue their opponents position as well as their own before they speak about that position."  It is true.  One should grapple with  another's viewpoint, one should be able to see why the 'opposition' holds that position and what are the merits of that position.  I think that is why I like Timothy Keller's book, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Reason for God,&lt;/span&gt; so very much.  He begins with the opposition, the merits of the objections to Christian faith, before he displays the love and teachings of Jesus.  As I have been reading this book, one of my son's favorite writers, Dietrich Bonhoeffer, is quoted.  I was struck by the beauty of these words so I will rewrite them here, in hopes that others will be ennobled by them as well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is not a religious act that makes the Christian, but participation in the sufferings of God in the secular life.  That is metanoia (repentance): not in the first place thinking about one's own needs, problems, sins, and fears, but allowing oneself to be caught up into the way of Jesus Christ....Pain is a holy angel... Through him men have become greater than through all the joys of the world....The pain of longing, which often can be felt physically, must be there, and we shall not and need not talk it away  (&lt;/span&gt;I am reminded of Meredith's post, "In Praise of Grief" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://wheatie2011.blogspot.com)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;But it needs to be overcome every time, and thus there is an even holier angel than the one of pain, that is the one of joy in God.&lt;/span&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/3166611829436573725-6833078054022190762?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/6833078054022190762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=6833078054022190762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6833078054022190762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6833078054022190762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2009/03/reason-for-god.html' title='The Reason for God'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-1546303088786937157</id><published>2009-03-20T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:01:45.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoying mom thing</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking about what Jamie said to me and Daniel confirmed,  that I am self righteous and overbearing.  I surmise that my thinking which leads to self righteousness is this; I read and think I understand a scripture and how it applies to &lt;em&gt;their lives&lt;/em&gt; and then try  to &lt;em&gt;forc&lt;/em&gt;e them to see it the same way. (That is probably closer to arrogance than self righteousness) Usually motivated by fear and anxiety over their well being which comes through in a very uncomfortable way.  This is a man centered approach to sanctification.  It is Christ who sanctifies us, not ourselves nor our understanding, it is Christ who calls and creates the hunger and love for Him.  And Christ is calling, sanctifying, and making us all whole, not only is He doing this but in the resurrection sense this work is already complete in the heavenlies; for all of us who  call on His name...we may all be in different places in the working out of that salvation in our lives.   I become overbearing when I take my eyes off Christ, who is our sanctification as well as Lord of our holiness and understanding, and presume to play the Holy Spirit in their lives.  Christ is not making any mistakes in our sanctification and He does all things well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-1546303088786937157?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/1546303088786937157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=1546303088786937157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1546303088786937157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1546303088786937157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2009/03/annoying-mom-thing.html' title='Annoying mom thing'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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-3166611829436573725.post-5373833046077132770</id><published>2009-03-17T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T16:15:26.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>I think I have been absorbing a lot of hurt and negative emotion, dealing badly with anxious people, and generally losing my perspective.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-5373833046077132770?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/5373833046077132770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=5373833046077132770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5373833046077132770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5373833046077132770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2009/03/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-8700980715854416733</id><published>2009-03-13T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T14:37:24.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An interesting Fellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="f1" id="pb-1" title="http://agentlemansword.blogspot.com/" href="http://agentlemansword.blogspot.com/"&gt;A gentleman's word - http://agentlemansword.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-8700980715854416733?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/8700980715854416733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=8700980715854416733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8700980715854416733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8700980715854416733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2009/03/interesting-fellow.html' title='An interesting Fellow'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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-3166611829436573725.post-8388365756673101487</id><published>2009-03-13T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T14:27:33.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post</title><content type='html'>As I was sitting here at my desk at Neill Oil a cute girl in a small blue Toyota parked out my door.   Thinking it might be someone I know but not recognizing the auto I watched for her to get out.  Instead I saw her fill her water bottle with cheap box wine, using that handy spigot and not spilling a drop!   soooo watch out for a drinking cute girl in a small blue Toyota, cause she did not come in....she drove Off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-8388365756673101487?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/8388365756673101487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=8388365756673101487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8388365756673101487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8388365756673101487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-post.html' title='New Post'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-5045682709427609892</id><published>2008-12-11T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:31:29.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SUE_rz6TBgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/IyFgsx1Oirw/s1600-h/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SUE_rz6TBgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/IyFgsx1Oirw/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278570260156581378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it has been three years since I have seen snow come down like this.  A rare event in the south, snow in December, has happened in Jackson!  I feel like a true southern girl being so excited by so little snow!  Thirteen years in Michigan left me a little jaded with snow and ice, but I think that is over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-5045682709427609892?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/5045682709427609892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=5045682709427609892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5045682709427609892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5045682709427609892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/12/hooray.html' title='Hooray'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SUE_rz6TBgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/IyFgsx1Oirw/s72-c/DSC_0040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-6730368260049050482</id><published>2008-11-09T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T16:23:31.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SRd-rA82ZYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mZp2WUL1OhQ/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SRd-rA82ZYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mZp2WUL1OhQ/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266817566687782274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My lovely father died three minutes into Monday morning.  It has been a difficult week to say the least.  Healing, loving hands, hearts and friends have been everywhere.  The funeral was Friday in Cleveland, MS.  We had all made our way back to Jackson by Saturday.  Duff, Anja, Meredith, Daniel, Ben, James, Jim and I all went to Chapel Hill Saturday night.  It was lovely to walk in the woods, have a bonfire, and just  sit with these wonderful people; family who knew and loved Dad-some as grandfather, some as friend.  We will all miss him and are blessed to have had him.  My mom, who has loved him longer than their 63 years of marriage said it so completely about his death.  "I am just not ready".  It is true 63 years of living with and loving that man just was not enough for her and my 54 years have not been enough for me.  Dad we miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-6730368260049050482?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/6730368260049050482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=6730368260049050482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6730368260049050482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6730368260049050482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-lovely-father-died-three-minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SRd-rA82ZYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mZp2WUL1OhQ/s72-c/DSC_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-631977218260644244</id><published>2008-10-19T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:27:45.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We did this in January</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SPvPntaBDbI/AAAAAAAAAJw/3lrUIbt0Rdc/s1600-h/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SPvPntaBDbI/AAAAAAAAAJw/3lrUIbt0Rdc/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259025270995750322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We did this in January and burned it today.  Not all that we knocked down but a large pile of it!  It was a beautiful day today.  The fire burned beautifully and the hot dogs we roasted were yummy.  Hooray for wooded property!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-631977218260644244?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/631977218260644244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=631977218260644244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/631977218260644244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/631977218260644244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-did-this-in-january.html' title='We did this in January'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SPvPntaBDbI/AAAAAAAAAJw/3lrUIbt0Rdc/s72-c/DSC_0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-2596363968131756681</id><published>2008-10-03T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:47:56.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my new hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SOa878Ogi_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/3QACFJCprDg/s1600-h/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SOa878Ogi_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/3QACFJCprDg/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253093753339546610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Spanky.  He is a fabulous dog.  I personally own a small, black, fluffy ankle biter named Dexter.  This is actually Meredith's dog whom I have bonded with since she left for Wheaton.  Dex and I have been out for walks and no less than three times Spanks has gotten between us and aggressive dogs.  The only one I was really worried about was the last.  A large black lab mix charged out of his electronic fence and proceeded to place his large jaws around Dexter's small neck, when I tried to intervene, (I must say I have experience with dogs and am comfortable dealing with them) this dog went berserk.  I really thought I would not get out without injury and I wasn't sure I could get Dexter out at all...then along came Spanky.   He charged in between Dexter and monster dog, totally wowed monster dog with his sheer huge ugliness, and escorted Dexter and I away from M.D.  This bulldog kept himself between us and this dog all the way home!   Needless to say he was well rewarded with hot dogs and hugs.  He now comes to visit most mornings, sometimes shoving open our back door and coming on into the bedroom to say Hi!   He is always welcome and will always be my hero!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-2596363968131756681?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/2596363968131756681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=2596363968131756681' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2596363968131756681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2596363968131756681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-new-hero.html' title='my new hero'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SOa878Ogi_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/3QACFJCprDg/s72-c/DSC_0064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-9091656398919796167</id><published>2008-09-22T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:03:36.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comment to Hilary</title><content type='html'>I was reading your blog with interest.  The comment on Russian novels caught me.  No longer a mind which is only academic - rather one which has gone with  sorrowful heart through death with friend, grief over people who hurt our dear loves, distress over sickness and debility in one formerly strong and vigorous ... ( For me even simple t.v. car chase scenes  can be hard to take --knowing Lori who was broadsided by a careless driver, years in recovery and still in pain.)  The life of Christ teaches that on this earth the bad guy often wins and destruction has its way.  Grief, the pain which cannot make it right.  The wrong which cannot be escaped.  Christ wept, we weep. Not overcome with evil but overcoming evil with good.   Sometimes working through the things which are actually happening is all we can do.  When we read or watch t.v., a diversion from the sadness is what our emotions need, not an emersion in another set of characters and the pain of their lives.  So enjoy your respites and when the mind is ready, it will approach those novels with an expanded and hard won comprehension, my dear, lovely niece.&lt;div&gt;P.S.  I really was sick Saturday night!  When I got home my temp. was 101 !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-9091656398919796167?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/9091656398919796167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=9091656398919796167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/9091656398919796167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/9091656398919796167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/09/comment-to-hilary.html' title='Comment to Hilary'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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-3166611829436573725.post-5274753884767506695</id><published>2008-09-19T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:31:35.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearce and his grammy GG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SNRSaXvXh2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/K6VRT2Sb3h4/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SNRSaXvXh2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/K6VRT2Sb3h4/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247910078796236642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearce perceived his grammy G's heart and is here expounding on world peace.  She of course is delighted and amazed, as were we all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-5274753884767506695?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/5274753884767506695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=5274753884767506695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5274753884767506695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5274753884767506695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/09/pearce-and-his-grammy-gg.html' title='Pearce and his grammy GG'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SNRSaXvXh2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/K6VRT2Sb3h4/s72-c/DSC_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-315390662154130995</id><published>2008-09-19T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:27:12.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Best Results</title><content type='html'>Go down three blogs to begin.  Work backwards.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-315390662154130995?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/315390662154130995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=315390662154130995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/315390662154130995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/315390662154130995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-best-results.html' title='For Best Results'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-6323819219072677534</id><published>2008-09-19T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:25:01.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His grandmother tries to do the same...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SNRQ37d46SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bm1JCVOkPqs/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SNRQ37d46SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bm1JCVOkPqs/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247908387579554082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-6323819219072677534?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/6323819219072677534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=6323819219072677534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6323819219072677534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6323819219072677534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/09/his-grandmother-tries-to-do-same.html' title='His grandmother tries to do the same...'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SNRQ37d46SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bm1JCVOkPqs/s72-c/DSC_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-1704093048480393357</id><published>2008-09-19T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:21:27.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SNRQDin985I/AAAAAAAAAG0/MZvxVD7pDgw/s1600-h/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SNRQDin985I/AAAAAAAAAG0/MZvxVD7pDgw/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247907487557743506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that many of you may be astounded at the intellectual prowess of this tiny one.  Here you may see with your own eyes him explaining the meaning of the universe to his Aunt Susan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-1704093048480393357?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/1704093048480393357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=1704093048480393357' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1704093048480393357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1704093048480393357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/09/proof.html' title='Proof'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SNRQDin985I/AAAAAAAAAG0/MZvxVD7pDgw/s72-c/DSC_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-1879944374629446777</id><published>2008-09-19T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:14:01.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, it is true</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SNROSiUz3bI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IVzpZWhTrro/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SNROSiUz3bI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IVzpZWhTrro/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247905546152172978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a new wonder in the world.  This little miracle of perfection is my new great nephew, Pearce, with the emphasis on great.  He really is an intelligent little fellow and I do believe him part elvenkind. ( Note the pointed and perfect little ears)  Amy is being a dear mother to her baby boy, Cathy and Dave the proud grandparents.  We all agree he is an exceptional infant.  His Aunt Susan claims special kinship with him since they share the red hair.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-1879944374629446777?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/1879944374629446777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=1879944374629446777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1879944374629446777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1879944374629446777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/09/yes-it-is-true.html' title='Yes, it is true'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SNROSiUz3bI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IVzpZWhTrro/s72-c/DSC_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-2743038795299881453</id><published>2008-08-27T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:30:23.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SLXxMUkXYGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_P-FcPDzhJ8/s1600-h/IMG_4591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SLXxMUkXYGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_P-FcPDzhJ8/s400/IMG_4591.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239358935497400418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SLXw7Dx-hrI/AAAAAAAAAGc/im6Do93lslk/s1600-h/IMG_4587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SLXw7Dx-hrI/AAAAAAAAAGc/im6Do93lslk/s400/IMG_4587.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239358638933313202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two photos from the wedding.  And yes, Duff had his hat off for the ceremony!  The cake topper was a gyroscope built by Jim.  Jim you need to make a post about that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-2743038795299881453?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/2743038795299881453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=2743038795299881453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2743038795299881453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2743038795299881453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/08/wedding-photos.html' title='Wedding Photos'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SLXxMUkXYGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_P-FcPDzhJ8/s72-c/IMG_4591.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-4488894060047796125</id><published>2008-08-27T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:24:09.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SLXvUH49VVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Q_14xShnMVg/s1600-h/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SLXvUH49VVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Q_14xShnMVg/s400/DSC_0075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239356870509811026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My son recently married a lovely young lady named Anja.  This is one of my favorite photos of my new daughter.  The wedding was held at Luckett Lodge.  It was our pleasure to have the many friends and family of the Weyants come and enjoy Mississippi.  There was an amazing streak of cooler weather just for the wedding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-4488894060047796125?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/4488894060047796125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=4488894060047796125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4488894060047796125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4488894060047796125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/08/wedding.html' title='Wedding'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SLXvUH49VVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Q_14xShnMVg/s72-c/DSC_0075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-4621651121526394660</id><published>2008-07-22T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T17:17:38.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Meredith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SIZ1YvBxXWI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RljvP7Ba_dA/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SIZ1YvBxXWI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RljvP7Ba_dA/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225993485411245410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim and I just returned from a two thousand mile trek.  We visited some beautiful places and met some fabulous people.  Our first destination was Wisconsin to visit Meredith and get a view of Honey Rock.  Those who know her and know Honey Rock will not need any explanation of how great her summer is and continues to be.  Great people, loving the triune God, great outdoors, revealing a bit of that mighty God's handiwork, great challenges in physical endurance, great opportunities to love little ones, put it all together and what do you have?  Meredith's wonderful summer!&lt;div&gt;She also has a special friend fellow, Matt Miller.  He was a pleasure to meet.  I have always enjoyed Meredith's friends.  We look forward to getting to know Matt better.  They were both fighting a terrible flu like illness at this time. ( I came down with it later and it was dreadful)  I never would have known it, Matt was quite the gentleman, gracious, manly and kind.  Meredith you show excellent taste in men.  God bless you both as you encourage each other in Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hooray for Honey Rock! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-4621651121526394660?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/4621651121526394660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=4621651121526394660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4621651121526394660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4621651121526394660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/07/about-meredith.html' title='About Meredith'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SIZ1YvBxXWI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RljvP7Ba_dA/s72-c/DSC_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-6637964519394957727</id><published>2008-05-11T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T13:15:56.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/djdm.mom/Experiment/photo#5199216019791730610"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/djdm.mom/Experiment/photo#5199216019791730610" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-6637964519394957727?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/6637964519394957727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=6637964519394957727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6637964519394957727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6637964519394957727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-1974025948611288907</id><published>2008-04-23T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:09:05.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jim says Howdy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SA-zdFMfA_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/x0rxvBld6WY/s1600-h/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SA-zdFMfA_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/x0rxvBld6WY/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192566207573591026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Jim on top of one of the downed trees at Mule Jail.  Oh if he had only stayed on his feet.  But alas, (in more ways than one) he sat.  As many of you know the south is swarming with little vampire bugs-- ticks, skeeters, and red bugs.  The redbugs at the base of the tree were delighted with Jim's  derriere - Yummmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-1974025948611288907?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/1974025948611288907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=1974025948611288907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1974025948611288907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1974025948611288907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/04/jim-says-howdy.html' title='Jim says Howdy'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SA-zdFMfA_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/x0rxvBld6WY/s72-c/DSC_0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-8872664893283221976</id><published>2008-04-13T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T12:25:21.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More photos of the power of these twisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SAJd8kxfo5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/nIlwynVUvi8/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SAJd8kxfo5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/nIlwynVUvi8/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188813015929037714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SAJd9Exfo6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/vmYeckS29Bs/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SAJd9Exfo6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/vmYeckS29Bs/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188813024518972322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SAJd90xfo7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cyFFhH3YILA/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SAJd90xfo7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cyFFhH3YILA/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188813037403874226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SAJd-kxfo8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/m081r9CpMsA/s1600-h/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SAJd-kxfo8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/m081r9CpMsA/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188813050288776130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The force it would take to splinter healthy living wood like this is amazing.  That plus the fact the surrounding trees often were untouched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-8872664893283221976?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/8872664893283221976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=8872664893283221976' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8872664893283221976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8872664893283221976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/04/more-photos-of-power-of-these-twisters.html' title='More photos of the power of these twisters'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SAJd8kxfo5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/nIlwynVUvi8/s72-c/DSC_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-808792366531745723</id><published>2008-04-13T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T12:11:49.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SAJaVUxfo4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Y22D2mcWS8E/s1600-h/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SAJaVUxfo4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Y22D2mcWS8E/s400/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188809043084288898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some tornados blew through Mule Jail club.  They smashed trees on either side of the cabin.  First I am going to post some pictures that display the power of the twisting wind plus its pin point precision.  The first picture I will post is of a healthy growing tree with its top twisted off, you can see to the right - behind it, a very dead stick of a tree, whose remains still stand straight and tall.  They were about fifteen feet apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-808792366531745723?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/808792366531745723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=808792366531745723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/808792366531745723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/808792366531745723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/04/power-of-wind.html' title='The power of wind'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/SAJaVUxfo4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Y22D2mcWS8E/s72-c/DSC_0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-3087390552782268448</id><published>2008-03-24T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T09:25:51.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So many things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R-fV8bRiOnI/AAAAAAAAADw/Rz5xMaKwX6o/s1600-h/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R-fV8bRiOnI/AAAAAAAAADw/Rz5xMaKwX6o/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181345130403215986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I must say my son Duff is now engaged to a lovely young lady named Anja.  We met her for the first time over spring break.  She bravely wanted to marry Duff even after meeting all of the Mississippi folk.  Every one here thought she was delightful!  Meredith and I look forward to another female in this male dominated family!  Hooray!   Now for a picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-3087390552782268448?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/3087390552782268448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=3087390552782268448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3087390552782268448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3087390552782268448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-many-things.html' title='So many things...'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R-fV8bRiOnI/AAAAAAAAADw/Rz5xMaKwX6o/s72-c/DSC_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-2238876540173781806</id><published>2008-02-13T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T16:54:49.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad is 88 in 08!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R7ORSAn3jZI/AAAAAAAAADo/WR_o0fqKKpQ/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R7ORSAn3jZI/AAAAAAAAADo/WR_o0fqKKpQ/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166632936114982290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture of mom and dad, taken about three weeks ago.  Happy Birthday DAD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-2238876540173781806?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/2238876540173781806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=2238876540173781806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2238876540173781806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2238876540173781806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/02/dad-is-88-in-08.html' title='Dad is 88 in 08!'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R7ORSAn3jZI/AAAAAAAAADo/WR_o0fqKKpQ/s72-c/DSC_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-280124263428451563</id><published>2008-01-30T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T08:04:38.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the copying of other artists work continued by me</title><content type='html'>I think the statement below mirrors my ideas.  One of the things that influences American thought is Copyright law; however, the vanity of mind that we are all so original, also plays a role.  We do not want to steal, or represent our work as our own if it is not.  However we cut ourselves off from a treasure trove of learning if we do not spend time in copy.  How to solve this?  I don't know, I do copy but always with a feeling of guilt.  I make sure to attribute due where it is due and would never sell a copied work, however I need the genius of others.  To work their work and see through their eyes gives me eyes I would not have had otherwise.  So I seek to copy the techniques of genius , sometimes a whole work, and as I learn and it becomes part of my presuppositional thought, their genius might shine again through me...I could only hope.&lt;br /&gt;The reason I air again these thoughts with which my family is so familiar is the anti-copy attitude I find in a fellow artist with whom I work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-280124263428451563?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/280124263428451563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=280124263428451563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/280124263428451563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/280124263428451563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/01/on-copying-of-other-artists-work_30.html' title='on the copying of other artists work continued by me'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-1755051151595598139</id><published>2008-01-30T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T07:52:23.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the copying of other artists work</title><content type='html'>Below is the material I do not think you have. It is from an article in "The Art Journal", dated 1888 by R.A.M. Stevenson. It is particularly pertinent to the subject of copying the work of other artists with a view toward self-improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From article: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not only by looking, but by copying, he became familiar with the works of the Venetians and other painters before he began his professional training as one of the first pupils who came to the studio of M. Carolus Duran. Here he showed himself American rather than English by a practical common sense and a reasonable docility which led him to put himself in reality, and not in name only, into the position of a pupil. He had none of the obstinacy which leads some Englishmen to think they know more than their professor. These false pupils fear the loss of an originality which they may never have possessed, and which, unless they acquire facility of expression, must remain for ever unrevealed to the world. A vague feeling of originality which cannot be expressed is a very doubtful possession, and may only consist in ignorance of what can be done with paint. People who have never seriously grappled with Art fail to realise how much the  strangeness of certain works is involuntary, and arises from the inability of the authors to make them correspond to their intentions. Anyhow it cannot but be good practice to learn to keep to an ensemble of a certain kind, even if it be not of one's own discovery. Thus the artist acquires facility, certainty, and a standard with which to gauge success when he would realise an intention of his own....Mr. Sargent devoted himself to the routine of the studio without seeking to appear original."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-1755051151595598139?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/1755051151595598139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=1755051151595598139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1755051151595598139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1755051151595598139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/01/on-copying-of-other-artists-work.html' title='On the copying of other artists work'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-3295202282711719201</id><published>2008-01-29T17:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T18:12:28.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monikins</title><content type='html'>Well if you haven't heard the Monikins are in the news again.  It seems they have been holding celebrations about the warming earth.  They have great hopes that their archipelago of kingdoms located near the Antarctic will prosper with the longer summers and warmer winters. What's a little flooding in the lowlands?  They have even considered renaming some of their seasons. Such as  the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;season of nuts &lt;/span&gt;rather than the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;season of ice&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt; Since their currency is not money, but promises (which has the dual advantages of being impossible to burn or steal) - they have a difficult time advertising their cool kingdoms or attracting much industry. This has caused them to be non newsworthy since 1962.  That was the year of  the last big news splash from the Monikins.  As many may remember it was their assertion that man will eventually develop into a Monikin.  To this day they continue to insist that humans will one day have their seat of reason in a long lovely tail, rather than the brain.  They think this warming trend will help this process along.  According to their research this is precisely what is happening.   So, if you find yourself near their islands, fly low and quiet, maybe you will hear the yips and yowls of their joy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-3295202282711719201?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/3295202282711719201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=3295202282711719201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3295202282711719201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3295202282711719201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/01/monikins.html' title='Monikins'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-2996853116188470545</id><published>2008-01-26T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T12:41:26.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R5uaf1kUWoI/AAAAAAAAADY/99xMsRJBNKs/s1600-h/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R5uaf1kUWoI/AAAAAAAAADY/99xMsRJBNKs/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159887669829065346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-2996853116188470545?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/2996853116188470545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=2996853116188470545' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2996853116188470545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2996853116188470545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-pic.html' title='Another pic'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R5uaf1kUWoI/AAAAAAAAADY/99xMsRJBNKs/s72-c/DSC_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-2777493482984458573</id><published>2008-01-26T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T12:34:50.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Puppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R5uNo1kUWmI/AAAAAAAAADI/5HbqzFVrtTk/s1600-h/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R5uNo1kUWmI/AAAAAAAAADI/5HbqzFVrtTk/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159873530796726882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim and I were taking the scenic route home from Chapel Hill.  In Mississippi that means; winding roads, one lane bridges put in 50 years ago, crossing the might Pearl, in other words- deep country.  It was in a particularly desolate area that we saw a young puppy on the side of the road.  This pup looked  forlorn.  "Stop, stop the truck"  Out I went, the pup was so weak its attempt to run away was easily overcome.  As I was gathering her up I saw a dead dog in the ditch, I assume it was its mom? companion? any way it looked as if it had lost a fight with an automobile.  The photos I am posting of Ellie Mae are taken after she has been with us six days.  She has been to the vet, wormed, and shots given.  She has also eaten almost nonstop.  I did not want another dog after Pippen, the pee and poop can really get to me.  However I think this little girl has won our hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-2777493482984458573?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/2777493482984458573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=2777493482984458573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2777493482984458573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2777493482984458573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-puppy.html' title='New Puppy'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R5uNo1kUWmI/AAAAAAAAADI/5HbqzFVrtTk/s72-c/DSC_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-6931971686453910759</id><published>2008-01-26T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T11:32:25.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another tractor photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R5uKu1kUWlI/AAAAAAAAADA/3ScUrr4zdDI/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R5uKu1kUWlI/AAAAAAAAADA/3ScUrr4zdDI/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159870335341058642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-6931971686453910759?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/6931971686453910759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=6931971686453910759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6931971686453910759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6931971686453910759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-tractor-photo.html' title='Another tractor photo'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R5uKu1kUWlI/AAAAAAAAADA/3ScUrr4zdDI/s72-c/DSC_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-6003204502757307573</id><published>2008-01-26T07:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T07:33:20.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapel Hill Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R5tSlFkUWkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2b6Hg3X5QI/s1600-h/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R5tSlFkUWkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2b6Hg3X5QI/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159808595186178626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some great photos from Chapel Hill.  Jim is about as happy as can be knocking down scrub with his blue New Holland tractor.  The underbrush is so thick it was knocking the tractor right back...the side grill was knocked off and bush whacked and a tree grabbed the exhaust pipe and gave it a hard yank.  Next time we trailer the tractor it will be to the tractor hospital for some recovery treatment after the heroic battle against scrub at Chapel Hill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-6003204502757307573?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/6003204502757307573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=6003204502757307573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6003204502757307573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6003204502757307573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2008/01/chapel-hill-again.html' title='Chapel Hill Again'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/R5tSlFkUWkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/D2b6Hg3X5QI/s72-c/DSC_0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-4899390722154903568</id><published>2007-12-05T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T19:08:04.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool to hot</title><content type='html'>Well I have no burning issues to write about so I will talk about a cool one that becomes burning.  That would be clay.   The days here in the sunny south are warm, however, it can get cooler at night.  When I go to work with my clay in the morning it is cold.  Cold hands are stiff hands.   The nice thing is I can heat the water I work with...warm water on cold spinning clay....ah that is nice.  Today I only hand built.  I am trying to make something my mother sketched for me.  Her sketch and description were very vague, so I have a backup Christmas gift in case she cries when I present her with my rendition of her idea.  I am looking forward to firing these things, but the most fun is the glaze firing.  Looking at the newly glazed things is sort of like birthday surprises. You never know how they will turn out til you see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-4899390722154903568?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/4899390722154903568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=4899390722154903568' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4899390722154903568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4899390722154903568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/12/cool-to-hot.html' title='cool to hot'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-5877614827897997756</id><published>2007-11-29T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T10:52:02.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcohol</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking about the mixed blessing of alcohol.  Yesterday had been a long day.  Jim and I were headed home and stopped in the Bulldog for supper.  I had a hamburger and a beer called Blue Moon with an orange squeezed into it, very yummy and satisfying.  Sometimes when I am home I have a glass of wine with my meals, but sometimes I keep going and have too much and feel yucky the next day.  There are some people in my life who drink way  too much, so much it is messing up their lives.  Alcohol is a poison.  My sister in law's sister has ruined her life with alcohol.  She is younger than I am and looks 70.  She now has permanent brain and body damage due to alcohol.  Christ turned water to wine.  God turns water into wine all the time with His grapes and the fermenting activities of his creation.  God forbids drunkenness and excess.  I think that can also mean too often as well as too much.  Our bodies are amazing things.  May we walk in wisdom always in regards to them and in love toward those around us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-5877614827897997756?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/5877614827897997756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=5877614827897997756' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5877614827897997756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5877614827897997756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/11/alcohol.html' title='Alcohol'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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-3166611829436573725.post-4603885969245701281</id><published>2007-11-11T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T19:26:27.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Family Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RzfHzz6fCYI/AAAAAAAAACw/ZoEdlQZKMyE/s1600-h/DSC_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RzfHzz6fCYI/AAAAAAAAACw/ZoEdlQZKMyE/s400/DSC_0195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131789993334737282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this was the last family party, I look forward to Thanksgiving when most will gather again.  I am really sick that Duff isn't going to be here or at least with Ryan.  WE WILL MISS YOU DUFF   :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-4603885969245701281?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/4603885969245701281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=4603885969245701281' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4603885969245701281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4603885969245701281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-family-party.html' title='Another Family Party'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RzfHzz6fCYI/AAAAAAAAACw/ZoEdlQZKMyE/s72-c/DSC_0195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-2366037901580784452</id><published>2007-11-04T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T20:19:06.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapel Hill and New clay source</title><content type='html'>Jim and I went to Chapel Hill Saturday.  Jim reshaped the road with our wonderful, blue New Holland tractor.  Jim drives that thing like he was born to do it!  On the way back to Brandon, we drove down Hwy 18, past a place I had bought clay from once upon a time...sure enough there were lights on and a car present so we stopped to check it out.  This particular dealer is only open on Friday and Saturday, but he is open!  I joyfully bought 150 lbs of clay and am looking forward to working with it Wednesday.  YiPEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-2366037901580784452?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/2366037901580784452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=2366037901580784452' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2366037901580784452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2366037901580784452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/11/chapel-hill-and-new-clay-source.html' title='Chapel Hill and New clay source'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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-3166611829436573725.post-3331092271616024482</id><published>2007-10-30T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T18:42:18.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new post</title><content type='html'>My Clay lady has sold out and left town.  No clay source have i found to replace her :-(  &lt;br /&gt;I am going to mom's tomorrow, dad will remove a bad spot from my skin, Daniel and Jim think it is Basal Cell Cancer... Oh the joys of aging.   Caucasion skin needs to stay out of the sun! &lt;br /&gt; No great thoughts to share. &lt;br /&gt; I am reading Pilgrams Progress and the book of Lamantations.  They kind of go together amazingly enough....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-3331092271616024482?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/3331092271616024482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=3331092271616024482' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3331092271616024482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3331092271616024482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-post.html' title='new post'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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-3166611829436573725.post-2072121182400411677</id><published>2007-10-16T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:45:28.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehearsing for the Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RxVMgVCkyKI/AAAAAAAAACo/_bTUNXRiEb0/s1600-h/DSC_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RxVMgVCkyKI/AAAAAAAAACo/_bTUNXRiEb0/s400/DSC_0143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122084269491275938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trey and Hilary,  Hilary is my neice, Trey my new nephew, their pastor at Redeemer and Trey's father and groomsmen.  I love weddings between true lovers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-2072121182400411677?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/2072121182400411677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=2072121182400411677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2072121182400411677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2072121182400411677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/10/rehearsing-for-big-day.html' title='Rehearsing for the Big Day'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RxVMgVCkyKI/AAAAAAAAACo/_bTUNXRiEb0/s72-c/DSC_0143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-5911284008489930876</id><published>2007-10-16T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:32:39.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What were we looking at?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RxVJ8FCkyJI/AAAAAAAAACg/WsnbjFVisVA/s1600-h/DSC_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RxVJ8FCkyJI/AAAAAAAAACg/WsnbjFVisVA/s400/DSC_0188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122081447697762450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-5911284008489930876?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/5911284008489930876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=5911284008489930876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5911284008489930876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5911284008489930876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-were-we-looking-at.html' title='What were we looking at?'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RxVJ8FCkyJI/AAAAAAAAACg/WsnbjFVisVA/s72-c/DSC_0188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-4189423746635988704</id><published>2007-10-16T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:28:58.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>Well I must say I really like all my family being together.  With all its difficulties, misunderstandings, and pain there is nothing outside of fellowship with God in Christ, better than fellowship in family.  I have found this often difficult to achieve.  Time, distance, a differing of minds, limitations in some members ability to understand and the resulting alienation felt by the non understood, sometimes simply hunger or a bad mood can disrupt it all.  Hooray for those times of fellowship, hooray for those times of fun, hooray for those times of forgiveness, hooray for those times of forbearance, hooray for family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-4189423746635988704?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/4189423746635988704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=4189423746635988704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4189423746635988704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4189423746635988704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-are-we-looking-at.html' title='Family'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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-3166611829436573725.post-2530016543279989687</id><published>2007-10-11T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T18:09:00.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she really was a bridesmaid!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rw7IA1CkyHI/AAAAAAAAACU/eHoljod_KUY/s1600-h/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rw7IA1CkyHI/AAAAAAAAACU/eHoljod_KUY/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120249742930266226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-2530016543279989687?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/2530016543279989687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=2530016543279989687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2530016543279989687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2530016543279989687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/10/she-really-was-bridesmaid.html' title='she really was a bridesmaid!'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rw7IA1CkyHI/AAAAAAAAACU/eHoljod_KUY/s72-c/DSC_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-1036291291616259739</id><published>2007-09-29T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T18:32:39.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cleaning</title><content type='html'>We have alot of company coming next week to help celebrate Hilary's upcoming nuptials.  So of course there has been a need to clean up the house.  Our comfort level of clutter is way higher than a guests....the Pippen hair does not bother us so much either, however others may not like the clinging black and white Dalmation hair.  (It does not matter what you wear, it always shows)  So our dear sons, James and Daniel are keeping Pippen while we have our house full, especially since my mom and dad will be here...watch that black suit Daniel, don't let Pippen near it!  Jim spent three hours cleaning the floors today, they do look great,  When I go to clean it seems I get sidetracked by organizing.  Any-who..the second law of thermodynamics is in evidence allll over my house.  Susan, I won't have it all done by Monday....come prepared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-1036291291616259739?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/1036291291616259739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=1036291291616259739' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1036291291616259739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1036291291616259739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/09/cleaning.html' title='cleaning'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-7742467576133151455</id><published>2007-09-22T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T17:06:26.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>esl</title><content type='html'>Well I began some English as a second language training to help newcomers to these English speaking shores cope with conversational English. Our teacher, Mary Jane, was effective and entertaining.  I do not know how many people will come to these classes, however, I am looking forward to working with these  people.  I remember how lost I felt in the Dominican.  I knew a little Spanish, however what we learned in school and what I was hearing was very different.  I cannot imagine the impact the strong, local southern accent has on these people's understanding.    It should be interesting....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-7742467576133151455?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/7742467576133151455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=7742467576133151455' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7742467576133151455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7742467576133151455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/09/esl.html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-5539997875596085419</id><published>2007-09-10T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T18:45:52.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan wears Ties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="onion_embed headline"&gt;&lt;a class="img" target="theonion" href="http://www.theonion.com/content/node/29385?utm_source=Distributed&amp;utm_medium=Embedded%2BHTML&amp;utm_campaign=Widgets"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.theonion.com/content/files/images/onion_news1688.thumbnail.jpg" alt="Clinton Meets With Guy With Tie" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a target="theonion" href="http://www.theonion.com/content?utm_source=Distributed&amp;utm_medium=Embedded%2BHTML&amp;utm_campaign=Widgets"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.theonion.com/content/themes/onion/assets/logos/onion_super_tiny.png" width="92" height="12" alt="The Onion" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3 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I would post a link but don't know how yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-7595563585353749779?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/7595563585353749779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=7595563585353749779' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7595563585353749779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7595563585353749779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/09/gary-jules.html' title='Gary Jules'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-4940722568320724046</id><published>2007-09-05T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T15:27:43.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cowardice</title><content type='html'>Thoughts on being a Christ follower in a culture that praises pursuing truth, but dismisses anyone who claims to have found it...  There is a strong desire in most people to be well thought of by ones peers.  In non-church, intellectual circles, one way to be dismissed quickly (among many) is to state that you believe Christ is God come in the flesh.  Some, who have believed cultural propaganda, tend to lump such a believer with flat earthers or antiscience thought and at best look on you condescendingly as someone who believes in a rather arcane superstition.  Sometimes, there is a deeper price to pay than just being intellectually dismissed. In such a hostile atmosphere, it is easy for those who are prone to conflict avoidence, to practice small acts of cowardice. May the Lord give us loving hearts (so that it is through no unkind actions of out own that we are so treated) and may He give us courage, if we are to be dismissed and treated unkindly, because we follow Him.  He was not treated very nicely  by the educated of His time either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-4940722568320724046?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/4940722568320724046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=4940722568320724046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4940722568320724046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4940722568320724046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/09/cowardice.html' title='cowardice'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-2631849210548603370</id><published>2007-09-01T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T19:30:04.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Duff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RtogILUT9hI/AAAAAAAAAB0/u1O7XgkPHQQ/s1600-h/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RtogILUT9hI/AAAAAAAAAB0/u1O7XgkPHQQ/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105428452426905106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duff is my third child, hooray for threes, may the world be full of them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-2631849210548603370?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/2631849210548603370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=2631849210548603370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2631849210548603370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2631849210548603370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-duff.html' title='Happy Birthday Duff'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RtogILUT9hI/AAAAAAAAAB0/u1O7XgkPHQQ/s72-c/DSC_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-5274788043031155359</id><published>2007-08-30T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T06:58:26.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>For all you out there in my reading audience, I wish to impart some wisdom from this 50+ brain of mine.  So if you hate hearing such things read no futher.&lt;br /&gt;First my basis for my statements.  Teaching young ones for about 12 years, raising four of my own, having my nephew for five years, and most of the research now coming out about young ones.  So now my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;The first five years of a child's life can either give that child wings or cripple them for the next five.  Day care (defined as one worker to six or more kids in an institutional setting) is the bane of a young child's development.  Infants and pre-fives need face time with a loving parent, lots and lots of time.  It is very difficult to see what difference it makes while that little one is still so tiny, the difference begins to show at five.  Sons of mine, marry women commited to being the mothers of your children, or if they are not, marry someone who is willing to support you while you raise the babe...just don't put them into an institution for 30 to 60 hours a week from the age of six weeks.  The complex development of the human brain is so beyond our knowing and needs careful tending.  Even with careful tending things go wrong, how much more so when handed over to a stressed, underpaid, non emotionally invested woman or man, (no matter how well intentioned) in an enviroment with minimal stimulation.  For futher reading on this subject I recommend, "High Risk, Children without a Conscience".&lt;br /&gt;When one is young; career, living up to one's potential, making an impact in the world, seem paramount, raising a baby can seem so unimportant compared to these things, when one gets older, one realizes the most important and only eternal thing in this world we deal with are other people and the most important are the children we bring in this world.  So that is what I wanted to say, not original nor even the best stated, but from the heart.  MOM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-5274788043031155359?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/5274788043031155359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=5274788043031155359' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5274788043031155359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5274788043031155359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/08/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-1852389332768188378</id><published>2007-08-29T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T15:13:21.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BM continues</title><content type='html'>see takauji link...Puppy poo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-1852389332768188378?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/1852389332768188378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=1852389332768188378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1852389332768188378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1852389332768188378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/08/bm-continues.html' title='BM continues'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-7858768085150811089</id><published>2007-08-26T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T08:19:23.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to navigate away from BM</title><content type='html'>Well I just read all my comments, then re-read my post, it is really funny, thanks guys, needed a good laugh after a long trip and conflict ridden trip to Wheaton. What is it that is so refreshing about laughter?  I think it must release alot of endomorphs or something....much love to all ... mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-7858768085150811089?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/7858768085150811089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=7858768085150811089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7858768085150811089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7858768085150811089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/08/time-to-navigate-away-from-bm.html' title='Time to navigate away from BM'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-8166528603776827701</id><published>2007-08-11T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T19:21:07.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>Monday is my first day of the new school year with students.  I have spent the last week preparing.  The preparation was fun! &lt;br /&gt; I got to unpack all my neato, art supplies that I will be using this next year, plus play around with some of the 'new for me' stuff. (did you know that crayola has come out with some metallic oil pastels that are designed to not roll off the table?) &lt;br /&gt; The school also offered an insightful continuing education series on behavior modification and teaching.  It basically uncovered a huge flaw in the whole approach.  While BM (don't you love those initials?) can create immediate results, used alone it does nothing to change ultimate heart issues and therefore fails.  Once the external structure is removed ( and who can sustain it forever?) the child returns to the previous behavior because their heart is not changed.  The BM manipulation technique is very effective in dealing with cattle and dogs but limited in dealing with children.   In dealing with older children, it can be downright harmful.  It can even create a cynical atmosphere infused with the miasma of anger. The manipulator sets himself up as supremo environment controller and behavior evaluator.  The object of his BM technique, the spiritual child, (who feels manipulated) may then set their intellect to trumping or manipulating the manipulator....interesting stuff.  BM was really pushed during the ancient days of my education, is it still being trumpeted as louldly?  &lt;br /&gt;My favorite BM technique was strong on carrot, weak on stick... To get my excited, talking students to quiet down and focus on their art I would have them play the quiet game.  All who remained quiet would get a lifesaver, the talking ones would not get one -plus they have the ignominy of losing the game.  It really will motivate those second graders for about a month, then some of them start to think that missing that lifesaver wouldn't be as bad as missing their conversation...or they will just bring their own candy and who needs yours anyway?  There were a few, however, that learned being quiet and focused was the first step of entering that wonderful creative zone where time disappears and the joy of making happens.  Maybe I will keep that quiet game after all...just have as my focus the creativity of the spiritual child who really needs his heart changed, not just the behavior.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-8166528603776827701?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/8166528603776827701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=8166528603776827701' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8166528603776827701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8166528603776827701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/08/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-8446362371611801453</id><published>2007-08-05T18:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T18:50:57.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Sarah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RrZ9k6-CKNI/AAAAAAAAABk/5xa37OgGpYM/s1600-h/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RrZ9k6-CKNI/AAAAAAAAABk/5xa37OgGpYM/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095398101674502354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RrZ9lK-CKOI/AAAAAAAAABs/Z2AjcNWvDhk/s1600-h/DSC_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RrZ9lK-CKOI/AAAAAAAAABs/Z2AjcNWvDhk/s400/DSC_0140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095398105969469666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I had the privilege of meeting Sarah last time I was in Pittsburg.  While there, I was able to take some photos. Since it was Sarah's birthday I thought I would post a couple of them, however she has her eyes closed in EVERY SINGLE ONE!!!!  I will say this, I remember her as a wide-awake, fun-loving girl, these photos do not do her justice.  Happy Birthday Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-8446362371611801453?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/8446362371611801453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=8446362371611801453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8446362371611801453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8446362371611801453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/08/sleeping-sarah.html' title='Sleeping Sarah'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RrZ9k6-CKNI/AAAAAAAAABk/5xa37OgGpYM/s72-c/DSC_0134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-6289268712121264181</id><published>2007-07-29T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:20:02.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rq0unK-CKLI/AAAAAAAAABU/fWpNigH4oqQ/s1600-h/DSC_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rq0unK-CKLI/AAAAAAAAABU/fWpNigH4oqQ/s400/DSC_0297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092778004120217778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rq0una-CKMI/AAAAAAAAABc/haSycsx38ns/s1600-h/DSC_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rq0una-CKMI/AAAAAAAAABc/haSycsx38ns/s400/DSC_0302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092778008415185090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Daniel begins his second year of medical school I thought now would be a good time to look back and post some photos from his first year 'white coat ceremony'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-6289268712121264181?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/6289268712121264181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=6289268712121264181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6289268712121264181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6289268712121264181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-in-time.html' title='Back in time'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rq0unK-CKLI/AAAAAAAAABU/fWpNigH4oqQ/s72-c/DSC_0297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-2215479741656011485</id><published>2007-07-29T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:09:46.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimbo help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rq0rxK-CKJI/AAAAAAAAABE/6lEqePC5N34/s1600-h/DSC_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rq0rxK-CKJI/AAAAAAAAABE/6lEqePC5N34/s400/DSC_0138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092774877384026258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rq0rxa-CKKI/AAAAAAAAABM/HBgTzPoqTfs/s1600-h/DSC_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rq0rxa-CKKI/AAAAAAAAABM/HBgTzPoqTfs/s400/DSC_0143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092774881678993570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I can now post photos again!  The one below is Duff armed and ready to assemble furniture, his sister in disbelief and shock.   I think I will post more photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-2215479741656011485?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/2215479741656011485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=2215479741656011485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2215479741656011485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2215479741656011485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/07/jimbo-help.html' title='Jimbo help!'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rq0rxK-CKJI/AAAAAAAAABE/6lEqePC5N34/s72-c/DSC_0138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-3085719594824136144</id><published>2007-07-29T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T16:59:43.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rq0orK-CKII/AAAAAAAAAA8/HYQiRPKbuuA/s1600-h/DSC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rq0orK-CKII/AAAAAAAAAA8/HYQiRPKbuuA/s400/DSC_0130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092771475769927810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-3085719594824136144?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/3085719594824136144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=3085719594824136144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3085719594824136144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3085719594824136144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rq0orK-CKII/AAAAAAAAAA8/HYQiRPKbuuA/s72-c/DSC_0130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-7964446511596848683</id><published>2007-07-12T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T15:31:08.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still can't do it</title><content type='html'>Something has changed and I still cannot create that link, either I have forgotten a step or there is a new process due to an&lt;br /&gt; i-photo update download I did.  Too bad, there were some neato pictures from Pittsburg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-7964446511596848683?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/7964446511596848683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=7964446511596848683' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7964446511596848683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7964446511596848683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/07/still-cant-do-it.html' title='still can&apos;t do it'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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-3166611829436573725.post-3277653056977283935</id><published>2007-07-05T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T07:42:28.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No pictures</title><content type='html'>I am having trouble getting the photos uploading, thankfully Daniel is in town and can probably  solve this problem.  Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-3277653056977283935?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/3277653056977283935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=3277653056977283935' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3277653056977283935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3277653056977283935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-pictures.html' title='No pictures'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-4939713608883844454</id><published>2007-07-05T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T07:32:11.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pittsburg</title><content type='html'>Well I had my first trip to Pittsburg.  The roads were very confusing, the architecture was diverse and interesting, the Omni Hotel was fabulous,and the visit very profitable.  We were able to move Duff from a basement pit of an apartment to a clean well kept apartment.  It is so nice to have a setting to think of when I talk to Duff, no longer is it an amorphous grey background.  We met two new folks, Physic's Ryan and wonderful Sarah.  Both of whom were a delight to be introduced to...Emily was there and it was good to get to know her better.  We all had a great time as well as a hard work time.  Daniel hopes to be in Pittsburg July 16th, maybe James will go with him,  I think James would move there if there was a good job available.  Next, photos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-4939713608883844454?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/4939713608883844454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=4939713608883844454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4939713608883844454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4939713608883844454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/07/pittsburg.html' title='Pittsburg'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-8186123417834255293</id><published>2007-06-06T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T09:03:54.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home-safe</title><content type='html'>Well my sister and her husband John are back from Israel.  They apparently had a marvelous trip but are very glad to be home.  Daniel's home is shaping up very nicely.  He has stained the wood floors cherry and they look marvelous.&lt;br /&gt;Jamie got home safe despite the fact that his transmission died and clutch cable broke, sounds like new car time to me...&lt;br /&gt;Duff is home safe with what seems to be a fabo new apartment with high ceilings and a front porch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-8186123417834255293?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/8186123417834255293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=8186123417834255293' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8186123417834255293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8186123417834255293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/06/home-safe.html' title='home-safe'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-8071598362936403571</id><published>2007-06-04T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T11:10:28.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frithsplot</title><content type='html'>Frith splot  Frith=brushwood, splot=plot of gound, sometimes used for splotch, splash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A neato word I came across in reading "The History of the Devil" by R. Lowe THompson.  A poorly written hodge-podge of information that nevertheless contains some good beginning points for futher research.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-8071598362936403571?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/8071598362936403571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=8071598362936403571' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8071598362936403571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8071598362936403571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/06/frithsplot.html' title='frithsplot'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-3824281262992353441</id><published>2007-06-01T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T17:52:18.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh tube amps</title><content type='html'>As I sit here lisitening to the mellow sounds of Duff's tube amp. I find myself ever thankful for Jim's interest in music and its acoustic.  By the way, Duff your tube amp is fixed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-3824281262992353441?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/3824281262992353441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=3824281262992353441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3824281262992353441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3824281262992353441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/06/ahh-tube-amps.html' title='ahh tube amps'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-7103164080056917991</id><published>2007-05-31T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T12:47:41.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whew</title><content type='html'>Well it all started with a phone call Friday the 18th with the news of Aunt Nell's death.  Meredith and I were cruising to Iowa by Friday and returned late Tuesday.  Nell Shima was a wonderful woman and will be deeply missed.  The funeral service was Catholic.  It was the first Catholic funeral I have attended and I found a great deal of comfort in the ceremony associated with Nell's death.  Meredith and I made it home by tuesday the 22, shopped for graduation the 23, the graduation was on the 24th and went wonderfully well...Mom and Dad came and we had a party that night, fun!  Busy weekend, family came for a memorial day bar-b-que, yum,  Mom came back from New York Tuesday, James flew in from Detroit that night.  Jim got sick and remains so....flu I think, however he still pushes on...Mom and I have been shopping and visiting, she will leave this afternoon.  I miss Duff alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-7103164080056917991?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/7103164080056917991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=7103164080056917991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7103164080056917991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7103164080056917991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/05/whew.html' title='whew'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-1751151268933602175</id><published>2007-05-17T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T20:33:41.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>proper dress</title><content type='html'>Well I am here to get some idea of what is the general consensus out there about proper dress.  I was taught that one dressed for the occasion.  It was a way of showing respect.  I realize in this age of individualistic self expression, the inconvenience of changing ones clothes or style of clothes might not come easily, however I ask the question," Are there any situations in which a certain style of dress is a way of showing deference and honor to the people providing the occasion?"  If that is so, is it disrepectful to the occasion (and thereby to the people creating the occasion) to dress in a way that is not in harmony with the cultural norms of the society in which one finds oneself?  Do we have the right as individuals to define what we think is proper dress or does society have the right to define proper dress for an event?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-1751151268933602175?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/1751151268933602175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=1751151268933602175' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1751151268933602175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1751151268933602175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/05/proper-dress.html' title='proper dress'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-156072085681410699</id><published>2007-05-15T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T20:44:03.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer</title><content type='html'>Since most of the family is on school schedule free time is on the horizon for most of us.  That means seeing one another more often, plus better blogs.  Hopefully it will also mean more photos on Daniel's site.  I especially like the bug photos.  Maybe more snake pictures from Mule Jail?  Duff, don't you have a camera?  Some nice feet shots would be interesting.  Always Dad's favorite.  We went to see Spider Man tonight.  It was a neat0 show, much fun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-156072085681410699?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/156072085681410699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=156072085681410699' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/156072085681410699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/156072085681410699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/05/summer.html' title='summer'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-3243674063903797301</id><published>2007-05-09T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T18:37:24.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Deed</title><content type='html'>Well I have been very refreshed by a good deed done for ME!&lt;br /&gt;For various reasons I no longer have lawn service.  Jim has been valiantly trying to stay ahead of the growing grass and weeds, however, they often are ahead of him.  Nate saw our problem and kindly offered to mow and trim during his recent visit.  YEAH!!   My lawn looks great and what a relief for Jim.  What a blessing for my neighbors, no more seed weeds blowing into their bermuda.  No more shaggy lawn!  Well for at least a week or so...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-3243674063903797301?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/3243674063903797301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=3243674063903797301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3243674063903797301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3243674063903797301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-deed.html' title='A Good Deed'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-7906703839583693513</id><published>2007-05-07T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T07:33:06.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>almost finished</title><content type='html'>I think we are all almost finished with school.  I think of how wonderful it is to be on a school calendar.  I love being able to finish and have summers off, I love having holidays, the change in workload, type of work, and freedom to concentrate in different areas when all the grades are done.  It is best being the teacher, but even as a student I appreciated the generous amounts of time off given for other pursuits in the summer.  May everyone's summer be wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-7906703839583693513?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/7906703839583693513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=7906703839583693513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7906703839583693513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7906703839583693513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/05/almost-finished.html' title='almost finished'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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-3166611829436573725.post-4231888064252751923</id><published>2007-04-30T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T15:50:12.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mohammed figure?</title><content type='html'>I know in much of western liturature there are redemptive themes with a "Christ like" figure.  I do think Robert Jordan has modeled his Rand al Thor after Mohammed rather than Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-4231888064252751923?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/4231888064252751923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=4231888064252751923' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4231888064252751923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4231888064252751923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/04/mohammed-figure.html' title='Mohammed figure?'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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-3166611829436573725.post-4780490340614203385</id><published>2007-04-27T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T16:05:15.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert Jordan</title><content type='html'>Well I am currently reading number 11 in his Wheel of Time series.  I began this series years ago when I noticed most of the young men in my high school art class were reading his books,  Ever eager to spur the imagination, or find a hook into the visual imagination of my students, I picked up the books to see what they were about.  It is sorta kinda like Dune meets middle earth, with about five to ten main characters depending on how you define main...and they are all having these intertwined stories, adventures, quests, ect.  If any of you ever work with children, young adults...it is always a good thing to pick up and read what they are reading --voluntarily,  They often appreciate having an adult with whom to discuss the book, plus it gives great material for art work.  More on this topic later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-4780490340614203385?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/4780490340614203385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=4780490340614203385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4780490340614203385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4780490340614203385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/04/robert-jordan.html' title='Robert Jordan'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-2191202930001342867</id><published>2007-04-23T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T07:44:09.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Links</title><content type='html'>As I guess you can see I have learned about links.  It is great to be able to create these links to all you marvelous people.  I am out of time now but if it is o.k. I will be adding more of my favorite blogs to visit, that is you Emily, Christian, Kyla, and others.  Vicki Church if you are out there and have a blog site please link to mine.  Otherwise I will just link to george.  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-2191202930001342867?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/2191202930001342867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=2191202930001342867' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2191202930001342867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2191202930001342867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/04/links.html' title='Links'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-1877597725459359840</id><published>2007-04-22T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T13:10:26.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch</title><content type='html'>Bitch,  I have been thinking about this word lately.  In Webster's it is defined as a female dog, wolf, fox, or otter.  That has brought a little understanding into how it has come to be used as an informal derogatory,(as in a woman whom one dislikes or  considers unpleasant and malicious, said woman usually expressing that unpleasantness and maliciousness through her tounge.)  What I have had trouble understanding is how these attributes came to be associated with a dog.  I have owned female and male dogs and have found both sexes to be loyal, forgiving, teachable, and ready to forget that last angry outburst of mine in exchange for a good scratch behind the ears. (Oh that man could be so easily consoled......or can he?)   Now how can those doggie attributes be associated with a carping woman?  I have never (that I can recall) been called 'bitch' to my face, but if I am, I think I will ask, "Now are you refering to the female dog, wolf, fox, or otter?"  and if they say dog, I think I will reply "Well Thank You."  If they reply wolf, fox, or otter I will reply, "Insult heard and to be reflected on..."  (Cause I would imagine that a female wolf, fox, or otter is much more descriptive of the point the accuser is trying to make)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-1877597725459359840?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/1877597725459359840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=1877597725459359840' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1877597725459359840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1877597725459359840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/04/bitch.html' title='Bitch'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-3182849336739033141</id><published>2007-04-17T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T07:07:57.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solomon Kane</title><content type='html'>Well I purchased 'The Savage Tales of Solomon Kane'  in order to understand Duff's hero better.  I know why Duff loves SK so much.  The man carries a sword or rapier and with it and his courage defeats the bad guys.  Since Duff was attacked by dogs at the tender age of two he has had a great love for swords.  His young mind quickly understood a sword can equalize a fight between a dog and a two year old.  Prior to the incident he had a plastic sword with which he played at times. His dad had made him a wooden sword as a present for Christmas. (the attack occured the day before Christmas Eve) After the dog attack, that landed him in surgery for over two hours, I was concerned he would ever after fear dogs. (My older sister Cathy had a bad experiance with dogs when young and I saw her work through dog fear.)  One thing changed about Duff, after he left the hospital and was home for Christmas, and that was his attitude towards swords.  Instead of occasional play as with the prior plastic sword the wooden sword his dad gave him, never left his side.  He slept with it, he carried it about, and I eventually made a holder for it so that he could belt it to himself and have his hands free. &lt;br /&gt; One day a large golden retriever type dog came into our front yard, I could tell he was simply curious about Duff and had no attack in mind so I stayed back to watch Duff and see how he would handle this large strange dog coming into the yard.  I was ready to chase it off and rescue if needed, but as I saw little Duff drawing his sword and advancing on the dog I realized no rescue was needed.  Duff went and bopped the dog on the head with his sword and told the dog, "GO AWAY", well the dog turned tail and ran. Duff sheathed his sword and as he turned toward me, the smile on his face was amazing.  He had seen the enemy, been prepared, and was victorious on the field of battle with a foe twice his size and by a type of foe who had once defeated him.  Well, I must say ,in many ways, that is how he has conducted himself since then, only the foes are often much larger and harder to discern and the ravages they make in lives not as quickly amenable to simple surgery.  This foe, of course, is evil ideation.  So Fight on Duff, keep your sword sharp and your mind discerning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-3182849336739033141?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/3182849336739033141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=3182849336739033141' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3182849336739033141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3182849336739033141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/04/solomon-kane.html' title='Solomon Kane'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-7151983823107704581</id><published>2007-04-14T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T10:27:29.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel the Nexus</title><content type='html'>Well I was thinking about the way I use my blog and access other blogs, which is always through Daniel's site.  Dad also commented on the fact he accesses his own blog through Daniel's.  Then it dawned on me, (as I had a request from Vicki Church about accessing our blogs), Daniel is the nexus.  So thanks Daniel for creating this web of connection and being the channel through which newly initiated bloggers may flow till we cut our own.  And I need to create a link for Vicki to your site via my own which I don't know how to do...Love Your MOM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-7151983823107704581?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/7151983823107704581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=7151983823107704581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7151983823107704581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/7151983823107704581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/04/daniel-nexus.html' title='Daniel the Nexus'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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-3166611829436573725.post-2891159929827287807</id><published>2007-04-09T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T19:08:43.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RhrxofVUOTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/MtqJx2_RzGQ/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RhrxofVUOTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/MtqJx2_RzGQ/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051615609957398834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-2891159929827287807?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/2891159929827287807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=2891159929827287807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2891159929827287807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2891159929827287807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_982.html' title=''/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RhrxofVUOTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/MtqJx2_RzGQ/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-5683041390477402681</id><published>2007-04-09T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T19:05:39.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rhrw5vVUOSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-KGCxgdJnL8/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rhrw5vVUOSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-KGCxgdJnL8/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051614806798514466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-5683041390477402681?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/5683041390477402681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=5683041390477402681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5683041390477402681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5683041390477402681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rhrw5vVUOSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-KGCxgdJnL8/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-486337356589001902</id><published>2007-04-09T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T19:02:05.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to a great dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rhrv3PVUORI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MT-WyCEf8-k/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;imsg style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/Rhrv3PVUORI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MT-WyCEf8-k/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051613664337213714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was truly one of the best dogs ever.  Intelligent, faithful, funny, playful, protective.  I really miss Maurice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-486337356589001902?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/486337356589001902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=486337356589001902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/486337356589001902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/486337356589001902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/04/tribute-to-great-dog.html' title='Tribute to a great dog'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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-3166611829436573725.post-8170354207984606048</id><published>2007-04-03T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T14:24:38.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RhLFo1YGuhI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z-Un8FWD6Qg/s1600-h/DSC_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RhLFo1YGuhI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z-Un8FWD6Qg/s400/DSC_0156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049315437549369874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-8170354207984606048?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/8170354207984606048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=8170354207984606048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8170354207984606048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/8170354207984606048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RhLFo1YGuhI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z-Un8FWD6Qg/s72-c/DSC_0156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-3680965351338157325</id><published>2007-04-03T14:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T14:16:57.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shut down</title><content type='html'>New Post&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I have company coming I quit everything except cleaning the house, shopping, cooking, and going to work.  Now that all the company has gone I can post again!  Had a great weekend with mom, dad, Susan, Pam and Wilson Benton, plus two great parties in which I was able to get to know some of Hilary's friends better.  Hilary has great taste in people, I must say and I do.  I am already thinking of the next party.  I have a standing rib roast that should feed about eight people.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-3680965351338157325?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/3680965351338157325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=3680965351338157325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3680965351338157325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3680965351338157325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/04/shut-down.html' title='shut down'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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-3166611829436573725.post-4192299494503485866</id><published>2007-04-03T14:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T14:11:52.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-4192299494503485866?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/4192299494503485866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=4192299494503485866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4192299494503485866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/4192299494503485866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-post.html' title=''/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-3139900484531425687</id><published>2007-03-12T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T19:08:23.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RfYHVijCNnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xLL6BA3yEgo/s1600-h/DSC_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RfYHVijCNnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xLL6BA3yEgo/s400/DSC_0250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041224899520247410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel is teaching me to post pictures.  This is one of our pastor and his family from Michigan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-3139900484531425687?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/3139900484531425687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=3139900484531425687' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3139900484531425687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3139900484531425687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/03/daniel-is-teaching-me-to-post-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RfYHVijCNnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xLL6BA3yEgo/s72-c/DSC_0250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-1035737701577935712</id><published>2007-03-12T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T19:03:16.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RfYF-CjCNmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BWyfsJl7lIA/s1600-h/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RfYF-CjCNmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BWyfsJl7lIA/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041223396281693794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready for a sixties party&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-1035737701577935712?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/1035737701577935712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=1035737701577935712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1035737701577935712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1035737701577935712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/03/ready-for-sixties-party.html' title=''/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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/_PztV7_Q4a8Q/RfYF-CjCNmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BWyfsJl7lIA/s72-c/DSC_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-5956627724424025911</id><published>2007-03-03T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T14:36:24.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>23</title><content type='html'>Dad and I went to see 23 last night.  Jim Carrey played his well, he can do other that comedy!  It was a surprise for me.  Thought I would hate it but found it to be a rather well done psycological study with a principled ending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-5956627724424025911?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/5956627724424025911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=5956627724424025911' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5956627724424025911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/5956627724424025911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/03/23.html' title='23'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-6067809143358902558</id><published>2007-03-01T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T17:48:37.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>criticism</title><content type='html'>o.k.  I have been thinking alot about criticism lately.  About being self-critical, situation critical, created work critical, child critical, &amp; peer critical.  The worst aspect of being critical is the expression of those adverse and diapproving comments and judgements.  It can destroy self motivation to constantly be talking to oneself with a &amp; d comments and judgements, it sure sounds like complaining when it concerns ones situation, it can freeze me on any art expression I am attempting, it can strip a child of self respect, depress and demotivate them, and with ones peers it can create tension, hurt, an unwillingness to work together.  However if we do not exercise some analysis and judgement we can end up being really unpleasant selves, allow terrible things to continue without intervention in situations, never improve in our artistic endeavors, have a child think they are all that and a bag of chips (as Jamie always says) and become totally obnoxious, and render one's own ability to work in a group impossible.  So I guess I have been rendering judgements on myself and expressing some self disapproving comments about some of my past critisims I have made, many of which stemmed from personal pride and prejudice, (hmm sounds like a good book title)  and wondering how to better deal with the need to analyze, behave toward the execrable, and above all love and give thanks for all and in all situations, as Jesus has taught us.  If anyone has any insights.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-6067809143358902558?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/6067809143358902558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=6067809143358902558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6067809143358902558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/6067809143358902558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/03/criticism.html' title='criticism'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-1114547587571720225</id><published>2007-02-25T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T19:57:07.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well my last post was many moons ago and my brother says it is time to update.  The problem is I have nothing witty to say, I have not figured out how to post pictures, and I so enjoy reading other folks blogs and commenting on them that I feel I have been posting in a way.  By the way, brother Duff do you have a blog site?  If anyone is interested in the Church family out there reading my blog here is a link to their blog.  Maggie has really grown into a beauty, baby George is the adorable first child of Jenny, and the Vicki Church look alike with Michael is his new bride to be.  I don't know how to do a link but this is the address and maybe it will surprise me and be a link.  &lt;br /&gt;http://www.georgeaugust.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-1114547587571720225?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/1114547587571720225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=1114547587571720225' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1114547587571720225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1114547587571720225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2007/02/well-my-last-post-was-many-moons-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-2152026927700715639</id><published>2006-12-24T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T15:18:51.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living with Jim</title><content type='html'>I must say living with Jim is a great joy.  He not only greets me with a smile, steaming cup of coffee with cream in hand, he also engages in some of the best conversation.  Here is an example of some of the early morning discussions we have been having;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is the basis of education? The idea of this topic is to explore two &lt;br /&gt;questions fundamental to education. What is the nature of man? What is true &lt;br /&gt;(truth)? The view of man focuses on the purpose of education. The nature of &lt;br /&gt;truth (epistemology) focuses on content.&lt;br /&gt;2. What is the purpose of education? This idea is drawn from the above. The &lt;br /&gt;nature of man becomes a central issue in defining the purpose of education. &lt;br /&gt;The purpose of education may explore the question of the purpose of man, the &lt;br /&gt;experience of man in shaping his purpose, the needs of community in defining &lt;br /&gt;mans purpose, man’s purpose as it relates to God, etc.&lt;br /&gt;3. What is a philosophy of education?&lt;br /&gt;4. What is truth? This idea is drawn from #1. Is Jesus Christ the Truth? Is &lt;br /&gt;truth relative? Is truth found only by our experiences? Is truth (reality) &lt;br /&gt;established?&lt;br /&gt;It is a very good thing he brings me coffee before we start discussing.....&lt;br /&gt;Now these topics have been going on since Daniel was a wee one,  It is difficult to exhaust them, especially as the fine distincitons to be applied change with the ages of those being educated. The implications of shifting political and philosophical climates are another source of discussion.  There are also the topics brought about by changes in ones own vocational demands of teacher and student. &lt;br /&gt;How happy it makes me to walk through life with such a man who reads, ponders, and discusses. &lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-2152026927700715639?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/2152026927700715639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=2152026927700715639' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2152026927700715639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/2152026927700715639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2006/12/living-with-jim.html' title='Living with Jim'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-9112784499873828674</id><published>2006-12-11T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T08:19:10.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In response to N8  Yep pretty dead.  Hope to liven things up after the 'Christmas Art Projects for 115 kids' push is over.  I guess it is the art teachers equivalent to finals. This is the first day I have been able to even do any reading of others blogs.  I have gotten behind!  Well got to go for my last classes of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-9112784499873828674?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/9112784499873828674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=9112784499873828674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/9112784499873828674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/9112784499873828674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-response-to-n8-yep-pretty-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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-3166611829436573725.post-3293208225056362605</id><published>2006-11-24T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T11:49:44.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assipitus</title><content type='html'>Well James,  (the j in djdm) has coined a new word.  Assipitus.  The a is long A-sip-i-tus.  The meaning he giving it is; having or displaying an attitude devoid of humor or imagination.  I think it works and was tickled by it.  He is going to try it out on Jim this evening and see if it is detected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-3293208225056362605?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/3293208225056362605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=3293208225056362605' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3293208225056362605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3293208225056362605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2006/11/assipitus.html' title='Assipitus'/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-1170934687662260681</id><published>2006-11-23T17:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T17:05:50.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving to All&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-1170934687662260681?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/1170934687662260681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=1170934687662260681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1170934687662260681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/1170934687662260681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-thanksgiving-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3166611829436573725.post-3457098928994389269</id><published>2006-11-20T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T09:21:02.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Today is Jim and I's 29th wedding aniversary.  How good it has been to be married to that man.&lt;br /&gt;As I have thought about our lives together and what would be the prayer of my heart for the time we have left together in this world of beauty and sadness. Psalm 90;16&amp;17 expresses it well.  &lt;br /&gt;This is a bit of a paraphase taken from two translations, however I am being faithful to the text...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let Your work appear unto Your servants, and Your glory to our children.  And let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us: and establish work of our hands; Yes, confirm the work of our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is the prayer of my heart for Jim and I as well as for our four children.  May God establish it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3166611829436573725-3457098928994389269?l=djdm-mom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/feeds/3457098928994389269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3166611829436573725&amp;postID=3457098928994389269' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3457098928994389269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3166611829436573725/posts/default/3457098928994389269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djdm-mom.blogspot.com/2006/11/well-today-is-jim-and-is-29th-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>djdm.mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09359052629819328286</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>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
