<?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-5602874397771979168</id><updated>2012-02-09T12:50:17.464-05:00</updated><category term='Aidan'/><category term='Party'/><category term='Wrestling'/><category term='Harbor Creek'/><category term='meatloaf'/><category term='Finding Myself'/><category term='Halloween Cookies'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='Jenna&apos;s Journey'/><category term='Pampered Chef'/><category term='It&apos;s OK'/><category term='Lunch box'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='recap'/><category term='Etsy'/><category term='Thursday'/><category term='40'/><category term='Sewing A seed'/><category term='Me Mondays'/><category term='ACE'/><category term='What We Ate'/><category term='Goveaway'/><category term='original'/><category term='Fluted Stoneware Pan'/><category term='Fortune Cookies'/><category term='Make-over'/><category term='Taste of Home'/><category term='Three Things'/><title type='text'>Ebersole Excerpts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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>176</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-4060080973072875678</id><published>2012-02-09T12:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T12:50:17.474-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wrestling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harbor Creek'/><title type='text'>A Few Remnants from an Unforgettable Weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;This past weekend was AWESOME!!﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We went to Harbor Creek for the weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Our travels began and then stopped and then started again.&amp;nbsp; We encountered a traffic back up on Route 222 about 20 minutes in to our trip.&amp;nbsp; There was a disabled tractor-trailer in one of the north bound lanes of 222.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I was not amused.&amp;nbsp; We had places to be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We stopped at Sheetz for a bite to eat and then Cabela's (since we we right there).&amp;nbsp; We followed the GPS to our destination for the evening - the Holiday Inn Express in Clearfield, PA.&amp;nbsp; We arrived shortly after 10:15 pm.&amp;nbsp; The hotel was right off of Interstate 80&amp;nbsp;and was really nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We checked in, Jerry and the boys brought the luggage up to the room&amp;nbsp;and we&amp;nbsp;settled in for the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;7:00 the next morning came very quickly and one by we we arose, showered, and&amp;nbsp;prepared for the next leg of our adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The had a "Deluxe" Continental Breakfast available in the morning.&amp;nbsp; I went down after my shower and got a cup of coffee (which was terrible) and a warm cinnamon roll (which was delicious).&amp;nbsp; Jerry and the boys went down after I came back and got bacon, sausage, eggs, cinnamon rolls, bagels and who knows what else.&amp;nbsp; I do remember Austin saying he had like 20 pieces of bacon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We checked out of the hotel around 8:45.&amp;nbsp; Jerry told me about a gun shop that is located in Clearfield that is amazing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We got to Grice's Gun Shop a little before 9:00 and waited for them to open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;A little back story.&amp;nbsp; I have been looking at a Ruger LCR pistol for a while now.&amp;nbsp; I just wasn't ready to purchase one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, apparently Friday was the day to purchase.&amp;nbsp; I went in, looked at the gun and started filling out the paperwork to purchase a firearm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;That part made me really nervous. Is there some deep, dark secret that I am hiding that would not allow me to buy this gun?&amp;nbsp; Nope.&amp;nbsp; Background checked clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;"Oh by the way," the salesman told me, "we got an shipment of 30 Ruger LCR's with the Crimson Trace on them last night, they aren't even in our system.&amp;nbsp; Are you interested in one of those?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I have no idea.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Side conference with Jerry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Me: "Should I get the Crimson Trace?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Jerry:&amp;nbsp; "I would."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; "Okay I'll take the one with the Crimson Trace."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;What?&amp;nbsp; Do I really look like I know what the hell I am talking about?&amp;nbsp; I guess so because they rang up the sale and entrusted me to walk out of that store with a firearm.&amp;nbsp; Holy shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d4theSyFoVw/TzPJio5HhDI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Wlvn9Kj4k1I/s1600/DSC07777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d4theSyFoVw/TzPJio5HhDI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Wlvn9Kj4k1I/s320/DSC07777.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;They totally let me walk out of that store with a pistol, a holster AND ammunition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Lord help you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Additionally, while we were at the gun shop, there was ONE other woman (older - like 65) looking at the LCR's.&amp;nbsp; She also apparently thought I was a gun aficionado, because she asked ME questions like "What kind of gun are you looking at?&amp;nbsp; Where are you going to carry the gun?&amp;nbsp; In your purse?".&amp;nbsp; Once again - holy shit!&amp;nbsp; I am not a gun expert.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I should be flattered that she thought I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyways...we left Grice's - and I felt kind of scared, kind of empowered.&amp;nbsp; I OWNED A GUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We drove north, following the GPS - and it&amp;nbsp;was great&amp;nbsp;- not driving our "regular" routes, seeing new scenery, family bonding time...oh wait I think the boys slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We arrived on Firman Road a little after 1:00 pm.&amp;nbsp; My Dad, Maggie&amp;nbsp;and Eli were there to greet us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Maggie asked Aidan if he would like to go with her to pick Charlie up from school at 3:00.&amp;nbsp; He said he would.&amp;nbsp; Maggie said she had some shopping to do, so we stayed with Dad&amp;nbsp;and Eli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We visited - it was good - really good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7hnyL-CKHmk/TzPJbDwZwtI/AAAAAAAABsA/552Vlk_l4V0/s1600/DSC07775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ekUkHsdYlNA/TzPJeCyEZII/AAAAAAAABsI/qtv0kug-0cQ/s1600/DSC07776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DIzJ-WDdhTE/TzPJnKoGyzI/AAAAAAAABsY/MrwvLajuWZs/s1600/DSC07779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;There are more stories and pictures to share, but I need to end this post before it drags on and on and on...you get the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;This last photo is the mountain of clean laundry I&amp;nbsp;was left to put away after our excursion.&amp;nbsp; It looks worse than it was.&amp;nbsp; It is on top of my cedar chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It was good - really good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DIzJ-WDdhTE/TzPJnKoGyzI/AAAAAAAABsY/MrwvLajuWZs/s1600/DSC07779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DIzJ-WDdhTE/TzPJnKoGyzI/AAAAAAAABsY/MrwvLajuWZs/s320/DSC07779.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/5602874397771979168-4060080973072875678?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/4060080973072875678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=4060080973072875678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4060080973072875678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4060080973072875678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2012/02/few-remnants-from-unforgettable-weekend.html' title='A Few Remnants from an Unforgettable Weekend...'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/-d4theSyFoVw/TzPJio5HhDI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Wlvn9Kj4k1I/s72-c/DSC07777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-3273693358862342303</id><published>2011-11-07T15:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T15:28:41.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Mondays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finding Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40'/><title type='text'>Finding Myself Before 40...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Here begins a new chapter in the life of Tracy Lynne Myers-Ebersole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I am starting a "new" job.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The reason for the "new" is it really isn't a new job.&amp;nbsp; I have been doing it on and off for the past 18 months.&amp;nbsp; It was in addition to the job I had as a server in the elementary cafeteria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Now as prestigious as&amp;nbsp;it may sound, working in an elementary school cafeteria,&amp;nbsp;it was definitely leaving me feel well, unfulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I knew that I wanted more for myself and my family, but just wasn't sure how to go about getting it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Enter the new job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I wasn't expecting it, but it kind of just fell into my lap.&amp;nbsp; A phone call, an offer, praying about said offer, talking to my husband and sons about it...it was meant to be.&amp;nbsp; All in God's time, all in God's time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I quit my job at the school.&amp;nbsp; My last day was this past Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;So now I will start my new journey tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Tuesday, November 8, 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;But in the meantime, I was beginning to wonder, who am I?&amp;nbsp; What do I enjoy doing in my spare time?&amp;nbsp; What will make me happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;You see with this new job, I will have two&amp;nbsp;or three day each week to MYSELF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And now I am asking all those questions.&amp;nbsp; I have spent a lot of time making things happen for other people who live in my household and now, I am going to go on a journey to find out who I am, what I like, what makes me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I am assuming that it will not be a quick adventure, but it WILL be exciting!&amp;nbsp; Who doesn't want to find out what they are all about.&amp;nbsp; Granted, I am going to be 40 in just a few short months, but at least it's a start!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I am also in the process of updating our blog.&amp;nbsp; It is kind of frustrating, but I will get it.&amp;nbsp; I know I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Patience my friends, patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-3273693358862342303?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/3273693358862342303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=3273693358862342303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3273693358862342303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3273693358862342303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/11/finding-myself-before-40.html' title='Finding Myself Before 40...'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-8510287785111061749</id><published>2011-10-28T08:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T08:08:53.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Things - 10/28/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Another Friday is here!&amp;nbsp; Why does it seem that as I get older, the days, weeks, months just rush by?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh well, here we go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Three Things I Am Loving:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt; Act 80 Days.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Today ACE and I both have an ACT 80 1/2 day.&amp;nbsp; Which means school for us is done at 1:00.&amp;nbsp; I love days like this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Miu1wMVrei0/TqqLmJbvQsI/AAAAAAAABns/sO-1W4uTBH8/s1600/DSC07192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Miu1wMVrei0/TqqLmJbvQsI/AAAAAAAABns/sO-1W4uTBH8/s320/DSC07192.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Making classroom treats.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Okay maybe I don't particularly love making the treats, but what I did love was the gratitude.&amp;nbsp; ACE came downstairs to find me frosting the cookies (which is&amp;nbsp;a chore that takes me FOREVER!).&amp;nbsp; He leans over my shoulder, inspects them and says "Mom, you're the best"&amp;nbsp; My heart melted, I grinned from ear to ear, I leaned over, kissed him on the cheek and said "I love you so much".&amp;nbsp; I would have made 30 more right there on the spot if he would have asked me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmxCsvlo9c/TqqZk4IaUFI/AAAAAAAABqk/dZrSChLDayk/s1600/DSC07209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqmxCsvlo9c/TqqZk4IaUFI/AAAAAAAABqk/dZrSChLDayk/s320/DSC07209.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Roses from my husband.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well, not actually purchased by him, but he brought them home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Three Things I Am Not Loving:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Uncertainty&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Dislike it very much.&amp;nbsp; Turnin' it over to God I tell ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt; Cold weather.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; I like being on our toasty home, but hustling out to a cold car, driving in a cold car (until it warms up), running in to wherever I am going - not ideal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;The rapidly approaching holidays.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; LOVE the holiday season, it's just the stressful part preceding it.&amp;nbsp; Guess it's another thin\g to turn over to God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's a wrap!&amp;nbsp; A fun-filled weekend of a little lacrosse, a little pumpkin carving and family time.&amp;nbsp; Son #1 will be thrilled!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Have a great weekend!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-8510287785111061749?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/8510287785111061749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=8510287785111061749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8510287785111061749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8510287785111061749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/three-things-10282011.html' title='Three Things - 10/28/2011'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/-Miu1wMVrei0/TqqLmJbvQsI/AAAAAAAABns/sO-1W4uTBH8/s72-c/DSC07192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-2305382407378628697</id><published>2011-10-27T06:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T06:59:03.473-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s OK'/><title type='text'>It's OK Thursday {4}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/munchkin_land_designs/BlogDesigns/Buttons/ItsOkThursdaysButton.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/munchkin_land_designs/BlogDesigns/Buttons/ItsOkThursdaysButton.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Another week - flown by - we're still here doing our thing.&amp;nbsp; And our thing has been going good this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's OK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to be sad that Halloween is almost here and I will put my adorable decoration away for another year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to realize than within that year, my eldest son will turn 16 and I will turn 40 - ughhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to be more than slightly addicted to Pinterest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to enjoy Bible Study when there are only a few women there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to be super excited that the new kitchen employee (dishwasher) starts today and I won't need to do that job anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...this is Son #1's first week of indoor lacrosse &amp;amp; Son #2's last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-to be a little nervous about Son #1 playing indoor lacrosse again after last season's devastating injury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to be giddy when I have a menu planned for the whole week and shop accordingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...we may get some flurries this weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...it's our last home football game this Friday - and it's homecoming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to secretly love going to the homecoming festivities to socialize with my mom friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So that's it.&amp;nbsp; Hope you enjoyed the read!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2305382407378628697?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2305382407378628697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2305382407378628697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2305382407378628697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2305382407378628697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-ok-thursday-4.html' title='It&apos;s OK Thursday {4}'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-7372018100152118788</id><published>2011-10-26T07:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T07:56:02.084-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What We Ate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pampered Chef'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fluted Stoneware Pan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meatloaf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taste of Home'/><title type='text'>What We Ate - 10/25/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I took a couple pictures of last night's supper.&amp;nbsp; Because I'm like that!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Our menu was Diner Meatloaf (I got the basic recipe from Taste of Home, but needed to modify it a little bit due to lack of a couple ingredients (who knew I was going to use ALL of the garlic to make garlic bread to accompany our lasagna the night before?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2iaVcVa1xn4/TqfjoN5OWlI/AAAAAAAABkM/2zLZzHnfiKo/s1600/DSC07187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2iaVcVa1xn4/TqfjoN5OWlI/AAAAAAAABkM/2zLZzHnfiKo/s320/DSC07187.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;First you chop up one large onion (next time I will only use 1/2) and one rib of celery.&amp;nbsp; I sauteed them in a tablespoon of butter since we were out of olive oil (not my fault!&amp;nbsp; SOMEONE used all the olive oil and neglected to tell me so I could put it on the shopping list).&amp;nbsp; Saute until tender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNq0LT7uP78/TqfkkDIBPoI/AAAAAAAABkU/f-wE_xRazFQ/s1600/DSC07189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNq0LT7uP78/TqfkkDIBPoI/AAAAAAAABkU/f-wE_xRazFQ/s320/DSC07189.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;While the onions and celery are gettin' their groove on, you mix (2) eggs, 3/4 c. bread crumbs, 1/3 c. ketchup, 1 tsp. dried parsley, 1 tsp. salt, 1/2 tsp. pepper and 1/4 tsp. ground nutmeg.&amp;nbsp; I didn't take a picture of this mixture because frankly - it looked gross.&amp;nbsp; You then cool the onion and celery mixture and add it.&amp;nbsp; Lastly you add 2 pounds of ground beef and mix well.&amp;nbsp; I use my hands because they work so much better than a spoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I then transferred the mixutre from my mixing bowl to my brand new Pampered Chef Fluted Stoneware Pan (I wanted to start seasoning it!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1ieeKtsqPE/TqfpD4ExcAI/AAAAAAAABks/1koHd1Wu_E4/s1600/DSC07190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1ieeKtsqPE/TqfpD4ExcAI/AAAAAAAABks/1koHd1Wu_E4/s320/DSC07190.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It baked at 350 degrees for 1 hour 15 minutes.&amp;nbsp; While it baked, I made a box of Hungry Man Au Gratin Potatoes and a pack of Pillsbury Grands Jr. Biscuits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oR22ZG73LFs/TqfsFuvn2TI/AAAAAAAABlE/j1M9Q2Vqk0U/s1600/DSC07191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oR22ZG73LFs/TqfsFuvn2TI/AAAAAAAABlE/j1M9Q2Vqk0U/s320/DSC07191.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I also made a little sauce to spoon on top of the meatloaf if so desired.&amp;nbsp; Tomato Soup, a little canola oil (brecause once again - out of olive oil!) and some Pampered Chef Seasoning - Crushed Peppercorn and Garlic.&amp;nbsp; I brought that to a simmer on the stove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The supper was met with mixed receptions.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jerry and I loved all of it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Austin ate a piece of the meatloaf and devoured the potatoes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aidan ate about half of his piece of meatloaf and had a couple biscuits.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't like potatoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Will I make this recipe again - ehhh - probably not.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-7372018100152118788?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/7372018100152118788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=7372018100152118788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7372018100152118788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7372018100152118788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-we-ate-10252011.html' title='What We Ate - 10/25/2011'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/-2iaVcVa1xn4/TqfjoN5OWlI/AAAAAAAABkM/2zLZzHnfiKo/s72-c/DSC07187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-6205457718371529489</id><published>2011-10-25T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T07:00:29.996-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenna&apos;s Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sewing A seed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goveaway'/><title type='text'>Extra Entry for A Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.etsystatic.com/il_570xN.280334137.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" ida="true" src="http://img1.etsystatic.com/il_570xN.280334137.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;As soon as I saw this giveaway on one of the blogs I follow, I knew I had to do eveyrything in my power to win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My cousin's wife had one this past weekend and&amp;nbsp;I thought it was adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;If you are interested in trying to win this adorable market tote, head on over to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jennasjourneyblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/market-tote-giveaway-discount-code.html#disqus_thread"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Jenna's Journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Here is the link to the Etsy shop where these totes are created: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/SewingASeed"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Sewing A Seed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-6205457718371529489?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/6205457718371529489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=6205457718371529489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6205457718371529489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6205457718371529489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/extra-entry-for-giveaway.html' title='Extra Entry for A Giveaway'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-2949105139095291769</id><published>2011-10-24T08:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T08:02:06.645-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Weekend Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We had a marvelous weekend.&amp;nbsp; Not a lot of running around to do.&amp;nbsp; Just enough.&amp;nbsp; We spent Saturday working around the house in the morning &amp;amp; early afternoon.&amp;nbsp; We made a couple treats to take to Haley &amp;amp; Jenn's Pampered Chef party.&amp;nbsp; It was a great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It makes me laugh that we don't spend more time over in York with Clark, Haley &amp;amp; their families.&amp;nbsp; I mean come on, it takes an hour to get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's on my list of "Things to make life rich".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Spend more time with family.&amp;nbsp; It does a soul good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jerry took a few pictures while we were there.&amp;nbsp; (Of course it was a family affair since Maggie, Steve, Charlie and Eli were going to be there!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We arrived at Aunt Brigette's house a little before 4:00 and stayed until about 9:30.&amp;nbsp; It was such a great time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3ARcIVEgpU/TqVEd4RViYI/AAAAAAAABi8/ywVnTKGrW8Y/s1600/DSC07170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3ARcIVEgpU/TqVEd4RViYI/AAAAAAAABi8/ywVnTKGrW8Y/s320/DSC07170.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This was after the party.&amp;nbsp; The kids were all playing musical chairs.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OGDzuUkuwu8/TqVFIKbI7ZI/AAAAAAAABjE/GT0YyyAPZEI/s1600/DSC07171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OGDzuUkuwu8/TqVFIKbI7ZI/AAAAAAAABjE/GT0YyyAPZEI/s320/DSC07171.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charlie became fast friends with Landon.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LoDqGKzPHmY/TqVFz91i0QI/AAAAAAAABjM/G3h7H_TVUMA/s1600/DSC07174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LoDqGKzPHmY/TqVFz91i0QI/AAAAAAAABjM/G3h7H_TVUMA/s320/DSC07174.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Clark - what&amp;nbsp;a handsome guy.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGWaIjArbzE/TqVH2oGLhqI/AAAAAAAABjc/VOkmMAyshBg/s1600/DSC07175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGWaIjArbzE/TqVH2oGLhqI/AAAAAAAABjc/VOkmMAyshBg/s320/DSC07175.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Eli finally warmed up to me at the end.&amp;nbsp; He is so funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I may have given him some watered down soda - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;"&gt;for which his mother gave me a punch in the back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I think something was lost in translation - she said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"No pop".&amp;nbsp; She didn't&amp;nbsp;say anything about soda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4jj0gnphvwk/TqVJs3ed_eI/AAAAAAAABjs/9_-klb2oGeQ/s1600/DSC07177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4jj0gnphvwk/TqVJs3ed_eI/AAAAAAAABjs/9_-klb2oGeQ/s320/DSC07177.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Camron loved Austin.&amp;nbsp; I was surprised that Austin was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;picking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;him up and carrying him around.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;He has claimed to not really like little kids.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I think he is putting up a front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cIVOj1BoU3A/TqVMdpWxf0I/AAAAAAAABkE/o_WTQsG7nVE/s1600/DSC07181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" rda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cIVOj1BoU3A/TqVMdpWxf0I/AAAAAAAABkE/o_WTQsG7nVE/s320/DSC07181.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And my sweet boy.&amp;nbsp; He was so tired after playing with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;all the kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;He fell asleep almost immediately after we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;got in the car to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;come home.&amp;nbsp; When we pulled in our driveway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;and woke him, he said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"We're home already?&amp;nbsp; How'd we get home so quick?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sunday was spent enjoying coffee, donuts and the newspaper.&amp;nbsp; ACE had lacrosse camp in the afternoon and one of his teammates asked if he would like to come over after practice, have pizza and watch football.&amp;nbsp; He was eager to do that.&amp;nbsp; Jerry and I&amp;nbsp;got Little Caesar's&lt;/span&gt;﻿ &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;for the rest of us (Austin coined "Caesar Sunday").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I watched a couple more of Oprah's Lifeclasses (that Oprah - she's amazing!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am going to earnestly strive to apply the things I have learned so far from her.&amp;nbsp; She is so inspirational.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We capped off our Sunday by celebrating Pop-Pop Ebersole's 82nd Birthday with cupcakes made by our SWEET niece Julie Ann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A fulfilling and restful weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's what I'm talkin' about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2949105139095291769?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2949105139095291769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2949105139095291769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2949105139095291769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2949105139095291769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekend-recap_24.html' title='Weekend Recap'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/-Z3ARcIVEgpU/TqVEd4RViYI/AAAAAAAABi8/ywVnTKGrW8Y/s72-c/DSC07170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-5337184007067962866</id><published>2011-10-21T07:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T07:52:12.012-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Three Things'/><title type='text'>Three Things - 10/20/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Three Things I'm Loving This Week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qutu0oxdJzY/TqFVGlnJmVI/AAAAAAAABik/YpZVMBSaYx8/s1600/DSC07145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qutu0oxdJzY/TqFVGlnJmVI/AAAAAAAABik/YpZVMBSaYx8/s320/DSC07145.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Bath &amp;amp; Body Works Sales.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; I went to Bath &amp;amp; Body this past Sunday with the intention of only buying two of their large candles.&amp;nbsp; I came out with a couple small anti-bacterial hand gels and this cute Halloween&amp;nbsp; soap dispenser - and the candles.&amp;nbsp; I love their deals~!&amp;nbsp; I am hoping that I can use this through Thanksgiving (I will turn it around to just the plain pumpkin side) and that I can save it for next year &amp;amp; just refill it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P-b_0zTl32g/TqFV53XuPkI/AAAAAAAABis/8YD95SvdmqU/s1600/DSC07154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P-b_0zTl32g/TqFV53XuPkI/AAAAAAAABis/8YD95SvdmqU/s320/DSC07154.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Ebersole Impromptu Get-Togethers.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Jerry's brother Terry was in town with his wife Carol &amp;amp; their son Zachary earlier this week.&amp;nbsp; On Wednesday night, all of the Ebersole siblings were together along with most of their extended families.&amp;nbsp; It's a good time with lots of laughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qBqUW4VbckY/TqFWlFbNO5I/AAAAAAAABi0/on9MQ1VJM9U/s1600/DSC07164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qBqUW4VbckY/TqFWlFbNO5I/AAAAAAAABi0/on9MQ1VJM9U/s320/DSC07164.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Fall is here!&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; The tree are slowly changing &amp;amp; the temperatures are getting cooler.&amp;nbsp; The township lost a lot of leaves the past couple of days with the high winds we had, but the colors are so beautiful with what leaves are remaining.&amp;nbsp; I am finally figuring out how to adjust the setting on our camera to get the perfect late afternoon shot of the mountain across the street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;Three Things I Am Not Loving:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clipartguide.com/_named_clipart_images/0511-0810-2315-2022_Woman_with_a_Head_Cold_clipart_image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280px" rda="true" src="http://www.clipartguide.com/_named_clipart_images/0511-0810-2315-2022_Woman_with_a_Head_Cold_clipart_image.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Change of Season Colds.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am been snuffly, coughy, achy - just yucky for a couple weeks now.&amp;nbsp; I dislike taking DayQuil because it makes me feel loopy (at least more loopy than usual!).&amp;nbsp; Now I am stuffed up and have an annoyance cough.&amp;nbsp; Not fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Change.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Even though I am a big cheerleader for change - I don't like it.&amp;nbsp; I have started watching Oprah's Lifeclass on OWN and I am realizing that I have a lot of inner and outer changes that need to happen.&amp;nbsp; Ego vs. True Self?&amp;nbsp; Yeah, it's going to take a lot of changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Disorganization.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; For the most part, I am pretty organized.&amp;nbsp; However, I have a couple (as the Flylady would say) "Hotspots" that seem to be a magnet for clutter and paperwork.&amp;nbsp; It is a&amp;nbsp;problem which needs to be remedied this weekend.&amp;nbsp; Even though it is not "comfortable" to get rid of clutter, it is most definitely necessary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well that's it from Bullfrog Hollow for the week.&amp;nbsp; Have an amazing weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/5602874397771979168-5337184007067962866?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/5337184007067962866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=5337184007067962866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/5337184007067962866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/5337184007067962866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/three-things-10202011.html' title='Three Things - 10/20/2011'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/-qutu0oxdJzY/TqFVGlnJmVI/AAAAAAAABik/YpZVMBSaYx8/s72-c/DSC07145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-7400215727993830760</id><published>2011-10-20T06:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T06:47:36.986-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s OK'/><title type='text'>IT"S OK Thursday </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/munchkin_land_designs/BlogDesigns/Buttons/ItsOkThursdaysButton.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rda="true" src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/munchkin_land_designs/BlogDesigns/Buttons/ItsOkThursdaysButton.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Three weeks in a row...can you say COMMITMENT??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Here's the latest - and it's okay - because I said so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It's OK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to be obsessed with organizing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to be sad some days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to wonder if this is "it".&amp;nbsp; Is this the way it's always going to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;...to want a new car - badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to wonder if I do indeed have a favorite child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to want it to snow so badly so we can have a snow day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to go to Bible Study for the social time.&amp;nbsp; (Not really getting a bunch out of this book).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to wonder if we should go to a marriage counselor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to love it when it rains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to think about stopping my birthday card sending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...to hope at least 10 people who I'm not related to read our blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's it I think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Have a wonderful Thursday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-7400215727993830760?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/7400215727993830760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=7400215727993830760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7400215727993830760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7400215727993830760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-ok-thursday_20.html' title='IT&quot;S OK Thursday &lt;Week 3&gt;'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-2161118412957687091</id><published>2011-10-19T07:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T07:38:53.496-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fortune Cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACE'/><title type='text'>Because Fortune Cookies Are Bible...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;ACE came home from school yesterday with a fortune from a fortune cookie he got at lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It reads "Something nice is coming to you in the mail".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;He thinks this is "Bible" the absolute truth, and that "something nice" is going to magically appear in the mailbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I hope he's not disappointed if nothing shows up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe I'll just get something &amp;amp; send it to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Who I am to crush the hopes of an 11 year-old - pinned on a fortune cookie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now to rack my brain to find something nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2161118412957687091?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2161118412957687091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2161118412957687091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2161118412957687091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2161118412957687091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/because-fortune-cookies-are-bible.html' title='Because Fortune Cookies Are Bible...'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-45010580494474518</id><published>2011-10-18T07:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T07:46:27.618-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='original'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween Cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan'/><title type='text'>Son #2 &amp; Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I frequently refer to our youngest son as "Son #2".&amp;nbsp; His&amp;nbsp;real nickname is ACE (which are his initials).﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;My sweet boy is growing up so fast, and while there are some of personality traits that I would like to see change as he gets older, there are LOTS that I hope he never loses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8Rkqlu5OEU/Tp1awhbXVVI/AAAAAAAABhs/OVnO2Je-2dk/s1600/DSC07083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8Rkqlu5OEU/Tp1awhbXVVI/AAAAAAAABhs/OVnO2Je-2dk/s320/DSC07083.JPG" width="214px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Case in Point #1:&amp;nbsp; He is not afraid of what his peers think.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Last Friday was Crazy Sock Day at his school.&amp;nbsp; After a bit of a dramatic incident, I thought of these socks I had (thanks Maggie!) and suggested that he wear these.&amp;nbsp; He didn't even hesitate.&amp;nbsp; He sat down on his bedroom floor &amp;amp; threw them on and posed for a couple pictures without much of a fuss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2oSlskLJSQ/Tp1bX9TL2oI/AAAAAAAABh0/e4Zgfu523ig/s1600/DSC07084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2oSlskLJSQ/Tp1bX9TL2oI/AAAAAAAABh0/e4Zgfu523ig/s320/DSC07084.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ljxJC4ektu4/Tp1fsb-mm0I/AAAAAAAABiM/19fwLrAjp7U/s1600/DSC07099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ljxJC4ektu4/Tp1fsb-mm0I/AAAAAAAABiM/19fwLrAjp7U/s320/DSC07099.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Case In Point #2: He will stay young at heart.&lt;/strong&gt; Even though he is 11 (and a lot stronger than me!), he still likes doing things that little kids do. He loved sitting at the Mohnton Halloween Parade and getting lots of CANDY! Secretly I think he loved getting all the candy from kids that know him. I was amazed at all the young girls that would chirp "Hi Aidan!" and throw him candy.&amp;nbsp; His Mama did not think it was fantastic!&amp;nbsp; Oh well, I am pretty sure this will not get any better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WnnctGwpdA8/Tp1g3QtQg1I/AAAAAAAABic/4XATPqy2P88/s1600/DSC07103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WnnctGwpdA8/Tp1g3QtQg1I/AAAAAAAABic/4XATPqy2P88/s320/DSC07103.JPG" width="214px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;He is wearing Shawn's Halloween basket on his head. He makes me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A7099asTOvg/Tp1cHgQzxVI/AAAAAAAABh8/uxhX3Y-H63Q/s1600/DSC07085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A7099asTOvg/Tp1cHgQzxVI/AAAAAAAABh8/uxhX3Y-H63Q/s320/DSC07085.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And then just random - the Halloween cookies that I fantasized about making for the party at my friend Wendy's house after the parade. I saw them in a magazine that I get and thought they would be the perfect treat to take. Little did I know that they were going to take so long to frost. My OCD does not handle the tedious process of frosting these cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So there it is a little bit of Tuesday randomness.&amp;nbsp; After all, I think that word describes us to a "T"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/5602874397771979168-45010580494474518?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/45010580494474518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=45010580494474518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/45010580494474518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/45010580494474518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/son-2-random.html' title='Son #2 &amp; Random'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/-h8Rkqlu5OEU/Tp1awhbXVVI/AAAAAAAABhs/OVnO2Je-2dk/s72-c/DSC07083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-7046835839251565264</id><published>2011-10-17T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:21:50.208-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Weekend Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Good morning all!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We had a fun-filled weekend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;A soup &amp;amp; sandwich sale at the fire company, making cookie treats,&amp;nbsp;Halloween Parade,&amp;nbsp;Halloween Party, Bath &amp;amp; Body Works for the last day of their candle sale (for this month), lacrosse training camp, Little Caesar's pizza &amp;amp; crazy bread, Pop-Pop Ebersole's - bed...aahhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Here's a couple pictures of the delicious candles I got.&amp;nbsp; My computer is being silly, so I will have to post the other pictures later - maybe tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1HLg05ohi_Y/TpzYj4b-IPI/AAAAAAAABgs/__fNiAzOTpw/s1600/DSC07134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1HLg05ohi_Y/TpzYj4b-IPI/AAAAAAAABgs/__fNiAzOTpw/s320/DSC07134.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HKSvuxZZQ2Q/TpzZKCpxJII/AAAAAAAABg0/T1N_Hcy4qUM/s1600/DSC07136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HKSvuxZZQ2Q/TpzZKCpxJII/AAAAAAAABg0/T1N_Hcy4qUM/s320/DSC07136.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yMPLseKiWCU/Tpzbz4eGfDI/AAAAAAAABhE/knRqdQJe048/s1600/DSC07137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yMPLseKiWCU/Tpzbz4eGfDI/AAAAAAAABhE/knRqdQJe048/s320/DSC07137.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-7046835839251565264?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/7046835839251565264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=7046835839251565264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7046835839251565264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7046835839251565264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekend-recap_17.html' title='Weekend Recap'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/-1HLg05ohi_Y/TpzYj4b-IPI/AAAAAAAABgs/__fNiAzOTpw/s72-c/DSC07134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-3914664252751416931</id><published>2011-10-14T07:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T07:55:31.365-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Three Things'/><title type='text'>Three Things - 10/14/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Three Things I Am Loving This Week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pamperedchef.com/images/public/us/homepage/tpc_public_logo.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://www.pamperedchef.com/images/public/us/homepage/tpc_public_logo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Pampered Chef.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;My Pampered Chef order came yesterday.&amp;nbsp; Actually it came twice.&amp;nbsp; The first time the Fed-Ex truck pulled up, they delivered two boxes.&amp;nbsp; Both had stoneware in them, but the little&amp;nbsp;gadgets were M-I-A.&amp;nbsp; After a quick call to my sister/consultant, she explained that the third box would probably be here on Friday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sigh&gt;&amp;nbsp; I would have to wait until tomorrow to get the rest of my goodies.&amp;nbsp; Then, what's this?&amp;nbsp; SURPRISE!!&amp;nbsp; The Fed-Ex truck pulled up again - with my third box.&amp;nbsp; Squeals of delight &amp;amp; a haphazard opening commenced.&amp;nbsp; I loved all the products &amp;amp; wished I could keep them all!&amp;nbsp; Now I can't wait to try them all out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.cvs.com/CVSApp/images/common/card_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="https://www.cvs.com/CVSApp/images/common/card_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; CVS Extra Care Card.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I had the ultimate rush last night.&amp;nbsp; I had CVS Extra Cash Back dollars to use by October 13.&amp;nbsp; I had a scenario worked out in my head, but I wasn't sure if it was really going to work out.&amp;nbsp; So off I went.&amp;nbsp; I bought four bags of M&amp;amp;M's (which they had on sale - 2/$5).&amp;nbsp; I had $7.00 ECB to spend, PLUS I had (2) $1.00 off coupons for the Pretzel M&amp;amp;M's and $1.00 off two bags of any M&amp;amp;M's.&amp;nbsp; So in the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fvZaQWqKla4/TpgaCXmvPmI/AAAAAAAABgc/3fGiEpb8S7U/s1600/CVS.BMP" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fvZaQWqKla4/TpgaCXmvPmI/AAAAAAAABgc/3fGiEpb8S7U/s1600/CVS.BMP" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;...the four bags of M&amp;amp;M's were FREE!!&amp;nbsp; And in actuality, I made $3.00 because I got $3.00 ECB for purchasing $10.00 worth of Mars products.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img border="0" height="214px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xpvPwHmzNts/TpgXcEGBYVI/AAAAAAAABgU/2FEoDSfBbV8/s320/DSC07081.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Four bags of deliciousness - for&amp;nbsp;FUH-REE!!!&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TeB0EjJOmos/TpgbwPUeL4I/AAAAAAAABgk/yaOF8rvFQt8/s1600/Applesauce.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TeB0EjJOmos/TpgbwPUeL4I/AAAAAAAABgk/yaOF8rvFQt8/s320/Applesauce.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Homemade Applesauce.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; We bought a peck of apples for $3.00.&amp;nbsp; Came home, peeled &amp;amp; cored them.&amp;nbsp; Threw them in the crock pot with 1/2 cup of water, 1 cup of sugar and one teaspoon of cinnamon (for 10 apples).&amp;nbsp; The crock pot setting was High for the first batch and it took about 4 hours for the apples to cook down to deliciousness.&amp;nbsp; I just used my hand potato masher to break the apples down a little more and it was the perfect tool.&amp;nbsp; It reminds me of my Gramma Myers' applesauce.&amp;nbsp; The second batch we doubled and started it at 11:00 at night.&amp;nbsp; I just put it on warm overnight and then cranked the heat up when&amp;nbsp;I got up the next morning.&amp;nbsp; The second batch had more pieces f skin &amp;amp; seed casing in it, so I just ran the cooled sauce through my Kitchen Aid Mixer fruit &amp;amp; vegetable strainer.&amp;nbsp; It worked like a charm.&amp;nbsp; I am sure we will get more apples because the sauce won't last long in our house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Three Things I Am Not Loving This Week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://calendar.phillipmartin.info/october.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170px" oda="true" src="http://calendar.phillipmartin.info/october.gif" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; It's October.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Now don't get me wrong, I love fall.&amp;nbsp; BUT it's already the middle of October people!&amp;nbsp; I have so many fun Halloween things I want to do and time is running out!&amp;nbsp; I guess I better get a move on it and get those Halloween activities completed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.knowingtheworld.com/clipart/fire/Fire%20Trucks/firecross.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://www.knowingtheworld.com/clipart/fire/Fire%20Trucks/firecross.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; The "Volunteer" Fire Department.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; My husband has been a volunteer firefighter for umpteen years.&amp;nbsp; This past week it has worked on my last nerve.&amp;nbsp; He was out on a search detail for over six hours.&amp;nbsp; I probably wouldn't have minded it, but it I had an EGD done that morning and wasn't feeling the best and he just left.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I am coming to the realization that it takes a really wonderful person to be a volunteer firefighter, but it takes exceptional people to be a firefighter's family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Last Days.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Today is a dear co-worker of mine's last day at work.&amp;nbsp; She and her family are moving and it would not be convenient for her to continue to work at our school.&amp;nbsp; She has become a wonderful friend to me and I will truly miss seeing her each day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Good luck Ali!&amp;nbsp; I sincerely hope to see you in the future!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-3914664252751416931?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/3914664252751416931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=3914664252751416931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3914664252751416931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3914664252751416931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/three-things-10142011.html' title='Three Things - 10/14/2011'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/-fvZaQWqKla4/TpgaCXmvPmI/AAAAAAAABgc/3fGiEpb8S7U/s72-c/CVS.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-4405237793788009672</id><published>2011-10-13T07:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T07:22:19.195-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S OK Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/munchkin_land_designs/BlogDesigns/Buttons/ItsOkThursdaysButton.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/munchkin_land_designs/BlogDesigns/Buttons/ItsOkThursdaysButton.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;My second edition of IT'S OK Thursdays!&amp;nbsp; How bout it?&amp;nbsp; It's like my own little therapy session - without the co-pay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;IT'S OK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;To be sad that a dear friend is leaving our little workplace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;To be excited about starting my own adventure - all by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;To be pissed off that my husband seems to find time to be out at fire calls, but can't seem to get chores done around the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;To LOVE rainy days - I embrace them.&amp;nbsp; I just want to throw on a pair of yoga pants &amp;amp; watch DVR'd stuff with a blanket wrapped around me - of course!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;To love the adrenaline rush of calling 911&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;To try not to be annoyed with certain people who go on, and on, and on - about something they told me AT LEAST 5 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;To want to listen to Pastor Keith McGarvey's sermons over and over in the car.&amp;nbsp; I will not be a Bible moron forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;To be annoyed that the new Apple update is taking so freaking long to install on my iPad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;To be super pumped that the Mohnton Great Halloween Parade is this weekend.&amp;nbsp; I am making the cutest cookies to share at the party we are going to - in a funeral home!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;To wonder what our lives would be like if we had moved to Erie County&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Okay - I think that's it.&amp;nbsp; Going to link up with A Complete Waste of Makeup and then continue to watch the minutes slowly creep down on my iPad update (insert Pirate ARGHHHHHH!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-4405237793788009672?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/4405237793788009672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=4405237793788009672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4405237793788009672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4405237793788009672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-ok-thursday_13.html' title='IT&apos;S OK Thursday'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-7092522548392733402</id><published>2011-10-12T07:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T07:41:51.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Make-over'/><title type='text'>Blog Makeover Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;This afternoon&amp;nbsp;I am going to&amp;nbsp;renovate our blog.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It needs a make-over.&amp;nbsp; It's long overdue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe I'll come up with a topic to blog about in the meantime&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-7092522548392733402?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/7092522548392733402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=7092522548392733402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7092522548392733402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7092522548392733402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-makeover-time.html' title='Blog Makeover Time!'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-2310986429812331121</id><published>2011-10-11T07:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T07:56:34.307-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes I think the most random thoughts.&amp;nbsp; Maybe they aren't random, but I'm sure as I spew them out on to this little blog of mine, they will seem that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;First of I am starting to really dislike the "volunteer" part of volunteer fire company.&amp;nbsp; I am letting it create great strife in my marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I HATE living away from Harbor Creek.&amp;nbsp; I miss out on all the fun stuff.&amp;nbsp; Right now my family is harvesting grapes.&amp;nbsp; I sat at home last night - alone - while my husband searched for a man in Nolde Forest - for SEVEN HOURS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The man was located - at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Tonight I am attending my first Brecknock Township Recreation Board Meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I am just going to check it out an see if it is something I would like to become involved in.&amp;nbsp; I need a purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I started Oprah's Lifeclass.&amp;nbsp; I love self-help stuff - LOVE IT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;My EGD from yesterday showed my ulcer is healed.&amp;nbsp; I can start taking Protonix once a day - thank you God!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I am having a lot of poor me days lately.&amp;nbsp; I need to snap out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6IiZmOJgcSk/TpQuIoI4yyI/AAAAAAAABgE/XHhYSuYiZ3M/s1600/298944_260189184023786_152560524786653_746042_1529482962_n%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="355px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6IiZmOJgcSk/TpQuIoI4yyI/AAAAAAAABgE/XHhYSuYiZ3M/s400/298944_260189184023786_152560524786653_746042_1529482962_n%255B1%255D.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I need to compose a better blog post - I will work on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2310986429812331121?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2310986429812331121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2310986429812331121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2310986429812331121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2310986429812331121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/tuesday-thoughts.html' title='Tuesday Thoughts'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/-6IiZmOJgcSk/TpQuIoI4yyI/AAAAAAAABgE/XHhYSuYiZ3M/s72-c/298944_260189184023786_152560524786653_746042_1529482962_n%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-899336282464670541</id><published>2011-10-10T10:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T15:09:35.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>EGD Time - again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Aren't these the cutest pictures?&amp;nbsp; I think they are!&amp;nbsp; They show a "healthy" stomach&lt;/span&gt;﻿.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;My ulcer is healed (well at least they think it is).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;There is apparently part of my stomach that they can't get&amp;nbsp;see to be 100% certain, but the doctor said everything looks good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This means that I can go back to taking Protonix only once a day (in the morning).&amp;nbsp; That is good news because I was having a bear of a time remembering to take it 1/2 hour before I ate supper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iGNf8tnwKNo/TpL9I_tT3wI/AAAAAAAABf8/kaElfgUb_oQ/s1600/EGD0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="85px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iGNf8tnwKNo/TpL9I_tT3wI/AAAAAAAABf8/kaElfgUb_oQ/s320/EGD0001.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;From left to right:&amp;nbsp; middle third of the esophagus, middle wide open stricture of the gastro-jejunostony anastomosis, middle wide open stricture of the gastro-jejunostomy anastomosis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VG38BmbzrJ8/TpL9Om928QI/AAAAAAAABgA/d9jOPO8stzo/s1600/EGD0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="102px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VG38BmbzrJ8/TpL9Om928QI/AAAAAAAABgA/d9jOPO8stzo/s320/EGD0002.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Again left to right:&amp;nbsp; jejunum&lt;/span&gt;﻿, &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;gastro-esophageal junction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;So now I am home, checking a few computer things and enjoying&amp;nbsp;a cup of coffee.&amp;nbsp; I am going to head upstairs and take a nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the way...I can say I have something in common with Michael Jackson.&amp;nbsp; I too have had Propofol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; ﻿It was a good thing.&amp;nbsp; At least it was for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-899336282464670541?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/899336282464670541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=899336282464670541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/899336282464670541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/899336282464670541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/egd-time-again.html' title='EGD Time - again!!'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/-iGNf8tnwKNo/TpL9I_tT3wI/AAAAAAAABf8/kaElfgUb_oQ/s72-c/EGD0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-4689612173503376604</id><published>2011-10-07T07:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T07:38:19.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Things - 10/07/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Three Things I Am Loving This Week:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Once again - it's four!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-slOl4sA0Pb0/Toml4apjUcI/AAAAAAAABfw/5Rb5tNtuguQ/s320/DSC07067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-slOl4sA0Pb0/Toml4apjUcI/AAAAAAAABfw/5Rb5tNtuguQ/s320/DSC07067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; This guy.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; We have been together for 21 years (October 6, 1990).&amp;nbsp; I love the fact that he remembers this day.&amp;nbsp; He still loves me as much (or maybe more) than he did at the beginning.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pamperedchef.com/images/product/resized/1440_product.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://www.pamperedchef.com/images/product/resized/1440_product.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Pampered Chef Fluted Stoneware Pan.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; I had a Pampered Chef Show this past weekend.&amp;nbsp; My sister Maggie is my Pampered Chef consultant and she did an amazing job demonstrating the wonderful products.&amp;nbsp; One of the items I got (at 60% off) was this Fluted Stoneware Pan.&amp;nbsp; She made the most delicious Apple Cake in this pan - IN THE MICROWAVE!&amp;nbsp; Then as a great consultant always does, she sent me like 50 recipes to use this pan for.&amp;nbsp; Now I will anxiously await the arrival of this so I can use it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clipartguide.com/_small/1386-0905-1201-5344.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://www.clipartguide.com/_small/1386-0905-1201-5344.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Making homemade applesauce.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; We are going to attempt to make our own applesauce this year.&amp;nbsp; I have&amp;nbsp;stumbled across a few recipes (and even a few to make in the crockpot!).&amp;nbsp; I am going to try and replicate my Gramma Myers' recipe.&amp;nbsp; She made the best applesauce.&amp;nbsp; I loved that it had little small, tender chunks of apples still in the sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clipartguide.com/_named_clipart_images/0511-0806-1802-0835_Air_Conditioner_clipart_image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://www.clipartguide.com/_named_clipart_images/0511-0806-1802-0835_Air_Conditioner_clipart_image.jpg" width="312px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Air conditioner out of the window.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; With the threat of a major heat wave out of the picture,&amp;nbsp; I am absolutely thrilled to be able to see out of the east facing window in our living room.&amp;nbsp; I was able to put my sweet light-up pumpkin in his place of honor, greeting all who pass&amp;nbsp;and plug him in.&amp;nbsp; This is a big deal to me.&amp;nbsp; Now to get the one out of our bedroom window!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Three Things I Am Not&amp;nbsp;Loving This Week:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://comps.canstockphoto.com/can-stock-photo_csp7042270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226px" kca="true" src="http://comps.canstockphoto.com/can-stock-photo_csp7042270.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Politics.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; He said, she said.&amp;nbsp; He's running, he's not running.&amp;nbsp; I only have to listen to this for ummm...A WHOLE YEAR?!?!?&amp;nbsp; I feel like I am not smart enough to understand what everyone is talking about and I would just rather not hear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://image.shutterstock.com/display_pic_with_logo/6614/6614,1200495494,2/stock-photo-goodbye-8601307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228px" kca="true" src="http://image.shutterstock.com/display_pic_with_logo/6614/6614,1200495494,2/stock-photo-goodbye-8601307.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Saying goodbye.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; I hate saying goodbye.&amp;nbsp; My sister, brother-in-law and two sweet red-headed nephews were here this past weekend.&amp;nbsp; We had so much fun visiting with them.&amp;nbsp; Charlie and Eli aren't "strange" with us, but still it is hard not being able to see them on a weekly basis.&amp;nbsp; They are so much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bhp-hoa.com/images/clipart/calendar.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://www.bhp-hoa.com/images/clipart/calendar.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Bi-weekly paychecks.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am having such a hard time with this.&amp;nbsp; It seems by the beginning of the second week, we are scraping by.&amp;nbsp; I guess after 19 years of the weekly thing, it will take a little getting used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-4689612173503376604?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/4689612173503376604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=4689612173503376604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4689612173503376604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4689612173503376604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/three-things-10072011.html' title='Three Things - 10/07/2011'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/-slOl4sA0Pb0/Toml4apjUcI/AAAAAAAABfw/5Rb5tNtuguQ/s72-c/DSC07067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-4675923558834756683</id><published>2011-10-06T07:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T07:25:58.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IT"S OK Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/munchkin_land_designs/BlogDesigns/Buttons/ItsOkThursdaysButton.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/munchkin_land_designs/BlogDesigns/Buttons/ItsOkThursdaysButton.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It's Thursday!&amp;nbsp; And today - for the first time - I am linking up with Neely from A Complete Waste of Makeup for IT'S OK Thursday.&amp;nbsp; I so enjoy being able to post randomness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;IT'S OK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That I decided to move my Three Things Day to Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I feel like&amp;nbsp;a Bible moron when I go to Bible Study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love to make lists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love Fall - the temperatures - the cuisine - the coziness - the colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I miss my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wish I had a best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I like being at home by myself - sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I fantasize about winning the lottery and what I would do with the money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am a "Self-Help" freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I like paperwork - OK maybe I like to organize paperwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am not a good listener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There are many days when I don't think&amp;nbsp;am a good parent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I get disappointed when blogs I follow don't update daily (even though I didn't update mine for like 9 months!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have HUGE self-confidence issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I LOVE Pizza Pringles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I try to eat healthy - but OH those Pizza Pringles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay that's it.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow I will be back with Three Things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-4675923558834756683?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/4675923558834756683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=4675923558834756683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4675923558834756683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4675923558834756683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-ok-thursday.html' title='IT&quot;S OK Thursday'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-313293925805131443</id><published>2011-10-05T07:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T07:44:10.199-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lunch box'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACE'/><title type='text'>What to do, what to do</title><content type='html'>Aidan got off the bus yesterday almost in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong?"&amp;nbsp; I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing.?" was his reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pressed again.&amp;nbsp; As did his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong dude?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My lunchbox," &lt;sob&gt;"It's somewhere on the bus," &lt;sob&gt;"and Dave (the wing nut bus driver) wouldn't let me look for it." &lt;sob, lip="" quivering="" sob,=""&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Truly award winning I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that other children on the bus said he got on with it, but he looked for it and could not find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had our share of problems with Dave.&amp;nbsp; One day last school year, he decided to do the afternoon bus route BACKWARDS.&amp;nbsp; You know, drop the last kids off the bus first and the first kids off last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of complaints to the transportation office about that.&amp;nbsp; Shocking.&amp;nbsp; I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, Aidan got off the bus with his binder an absolute wreck - and wet.&amp;nbsp; The contents were not securely fastened inside.&amp;nbsp; After asking him what happened, he said that the emergency hatch on the roof of the bus leaks (it was raining that day) and Dave jammed on the brakes causing his book bag to fly off the seat, the binder flew out of the bag and opened up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if he would have had his book bag zippered shut, the binder would not have come out, but still - a leaking bus roof?&amp;nbsp; Jamming on the brakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't call transportation that day because I don't think I want to be "that" parent.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one who calls and complains over every. little. thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today was different.&amp;nbsp; I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry called the transportation office immediately to tell them about the most recent incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind woman that answers the phone said she would personally go out and check the bus when the driver got back and would call back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after about 45 minutes she called and said the lunch box was not on the bus and she had spoken to the bus driver who told her that he had instructed Aidan that he wasn't to look for his lunch box and he proceeded to do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a parent I struggle with "believing my son and knowing my son" all the time.&amp;nbsp; Did he turn on the water works in order to draw sympathy and not the wrath of Mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure Dave told him to not look for his lunch box.&amp;nbsp; But what preceded that conversation?&amp;nbsp; Was the bus moving?&amp;nbsp; I bet it was.&amp;nbsp; I am positive we will never get a straight answer.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't want to get in trouble. And really.&amp;nbsp; What 11 year-old boy does?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan knows what I freak I am about his lunch box.&amp;nbsp; I have lectured him numerous times about taking care of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may very well have left it at school.&amp;nbsp; I mean how&amp;nbsp;observant are a bunch of elementary school kids?&amp;nbsp; Did they really see him get on the bus with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The consequence is that today he will have to buy lunch at school - Jerry &amp;amp; I will look like "smacked-asses" because we called to complain - again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will see if he gets off the bus this afternoon with a lunch box or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-313293925805131443?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/313293925805131443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=313293925805131443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/313293925805131443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/313293925805131443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-to-do-what-to-do.html' title='What to do, what to do'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-837628392633192607</id><published>2011-10-04T07:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T14:36:29.801-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I Care?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;This past weekend I had a Pampered Chef Show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I love having these kinds of things, but I hate inviting people.&amp;nbsp; It's not because I don't like having people come over to my house, it's because well...I don't want people to get an invitation and then feel the need to make something up so they can't come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;This is what I have a tendency to do.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Okay I never do that.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;will go to the party out of guilt.&amp;nbsp; And I will spend money that we don't have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't ever want to make people feel like I do over a Pampered Chef Show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know that I have ever not gone to a home party show that I have been invited to.&amp;nbsp; I have definitely NEVER gone and not bought something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;So I think it is better to not invite people so they don't have the uncomfortable position (that's how I feel) of saying no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Then the vicious cycle begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I posted a Status Update on my Facebook saying thanks to my sister for coming and doing a show for me and I get comments from people like "I wasn't invited" and I'm sure these friends are not commenting to make me feel bad, but it makes me feel horrible - like the worst friend ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I would never post a comment like that.&amp;nbsp; I am afraid that everyone reads in to stuff like I do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The fact of the matter is, probably NO ONE reads in to stuff like I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I will throw around every possible scenario in my head of how someone could take how I comment on their Facebook Status.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Which is why I don't comment a lot.&amp;nbsp; I usually just "Like" statuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't want someone to be mad at me over a Status Update or comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Let me just clarify.&amp;nbsp; I am not mad at anyone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;I &lt;/u&gt;feel like people get mad at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I deleted the post because I don't want any more comments that I can read&amp;nbsp;WAY TOO MUCH in&amp;nbsp;to and then feel bad about for days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Part of my brain says "If you would have invited them, you could have had a show over $400 and then you could have gotten another $20 in credit AND another half price item.&amp;nbsp; Way to go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Another part tries to justify not inviting them.&amp;nbsp; "Where would you have put another 10 people?&amp;nbsp; Your house it not big enough for that!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;So back to the title.&amp;nbsp; Why DO I care?&amp;nbsp; The little voices in my head are out of control some times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-837628392633192607?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/837628392633192607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=837628392633192607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/837628392633192607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/837628392633192607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-do-i-care.html' title='Why Do I Care?'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-8507224504921520715</id><published>2011-10-03T08:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T08:24:39.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;This weekend was spent enjoying time with the Peters family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maggie came &amp;amp; did a Pampered Chef show for me (which was awesome!) and Steve, Charlie &amp;amp; Eli came along to hang out, go to the drags &amp;amp; just have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The following is&amp;nbsp;a camera dump of the highlights from our weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qDITVRAIB3s/TombOtRJlRI/AAAAAAAABew/m7lRfHruFCI/s1600/DSC06855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qDITVRAIB3s/TombOtRJlRI/AAAAAAAABew/m7lRfHruFCI/s320/DSC06855.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charlie enjoying Friday afternoon qualifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1JGYufaOhTQ/Tomb3XGHjcI/AAAAAAAABe0/VomTIHx-ZwA/s1600/DSC06877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1JGYufaOhTQ/Tomb3XGHjcI/AAAAAAAABe0/VomTIHx-ZwA/s320/DSC06877.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I think he really liked it.&amp;nbsp; But what boy (big or little) doesn't enjoy loud noise &amp;amp; flames?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vRPmn8aK_5U/TomcxjsZ3KI/AAAAAAAABe4/EUzuWJzI1aA/s1600/DSC06903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vRPmn8aK_5U/TomcxjsZ3KI/AAAAAAAABe4/EUzuWJzI1aA/s320/DSC06903.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Aidan &amp;amp; Charlie with the John Force Racing 9/11 Tribute car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--FMdNUnHWco/TomdjV3HQPI/AAAAAAAABe8/KmxgZhq0w3Y/s1600/DSC06910.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--FMdNUnHWco/TomdjV3HQPI/AAAAAAAABe8/KmxgZhq0w3Y/s320/DSC06910.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ACE has loved the drags since he was an infant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6JJmKDAfXw/TomeqqeH9FI/AAAAAAAABfA/Vdwq5jQn1Z8/s1600/DSC06915.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6JJmKDAfXw/TomeqqeH9FI/AAAAAAAABfA/Vdwq5jQn1Z8/s320/DSC06915.JPG" width="214px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charlie taking a ride on the Harley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_lwEzzERZ0/TomfQxIBZ6I/AAAAAAAABfE/mhYFKTrSPwM/s1600/DSC06919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_lwEzzERZ0/TomfQxIBZ6I/AAAAAAAABfE/mhYFKTrSPwM/s320/DSC06919.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Aidan &amp;amp; Joe Amato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eCckPh3pHS0/Tomf_6dcWgI/AAAAAAAABfI/CYuF3w3WH2I/s1600/DSC06923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eCckPh3pHS0/Tomf_6dcWgI/AAAAAAAABfI/CYuF3w3WH2I/s320/DSC06923.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Aidan &amp;amp; Charlie with the Lucas Oil tow vehicle.&amp;nbsp; Pretty cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BcQq-WTaMRo/Tomgb1SclVI/AAAAAAAABfM/M32G_8jIaHg/s1600/DSC06926.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BcQq-WTaMRo/Tomgb1SclVI/AAAAAAAABfM/M32G_8jIaHg/s320/DSC06926.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I want this sign in my yard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WY1JSRLgG_A/TomhDtjrzSI/AAAAAAAABfQ/OVVcPv2xxM8/s1600/DSC06934.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WY1JSRLgG_A/TomhDtjrzSI/AAAAAAAABfQ/OVVcPv2xxM8/s320/DSC06934.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Maggie &amp;amp; Eli (wearing his mothe's famous scowl).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HX7cQlczd54/TomhnFe6UMI/AAAAAAAABfU/r7JjYTyJ-e4/s1600/DSC06941.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HX7cQlczd54/TomhnFe6UMI/AAAAAAAABfU/r7JjYTyJ-e4/s320/DSC06941.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charlie wearing the cheese popcorn from the Kettlecorn stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7egxc3-E6_I/TomiSx5jVxI/AAAAAAAABfY/J5w2rze5VPY/s1600/DSC06962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7egxc3-E6_I/TomiSx5jVxI/AAAAAAAABfY/J5w2rze5VPY/s320/DSC06962.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Funny Car flames.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lWjVz7ssW-A/Tomi2Qe91kI/AAAAAAAABfc/rbLK-Mq4GXQ/s1600/DSC06994.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lWjVz7ssW-A/Tomi2Qe91kI/AAAAAAAABfc/rbLK-Mq4GXQ/s320/DSC06994.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Eli had his tootie - and...dropped it underneath the grandstands.&amp;nbsp; Austin &amp;amp; Aidan went down and rescued it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TEc0FuX2MA/TomjbJ-uDfI/AAAAAAAABfg/hDvxPYjAMTI/s1600/DSC06995.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TEc0FuX2MA/TomjbJ-uDfI/AAAAAAAABfg/hDvxPYjAMTI/s320/DSC06995.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Beautiful small sunset over Maple Grove Raceway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E80mFr5YCGo/TomkSLEJvfI/AAAAAAAABfk/nrdSWy85WHI/s1600/DSC07014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E80mFr5YCGo/TomkSLEJvfI/AAAAAAAABfk/nrdSWy85WHI/s320/DSC07014.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The Jet Car was impressive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ytXTtyTMFQ/TomkyNldXJI/AAAAAAAABfo/DSLQQnUB-TQ/s1600/DSC07026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ytXTtyTMFQ/TomkyNldXJI/AAAAAAAABfo/DSLQQnUB-TQ/s320/DSC07026.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;After a long day at the track, Aidan was exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5EFW5SocKjg/TomlZfmuCuI/AAAAAAAABfs/J_uZ3-4lumI/s1600/DSC07029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5EFW5SocKjg/TomlZfmuCuI/AAAAAAAABfs/J_uZ3-4lumI/s320/DSC07029.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is the Sunday traffic back-up.&amp;nbsp; We live one-mile from Gate 1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-slOl4sA0Pb0/Toml4apjUcI/AAAAAAAABfw/5Rb5tNtuguQ/s1600/DSC07067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-slOl4sA0Pb0/Toml4apjUcI/AAAAAAAABfw/5Rb5tNtuguQ/s320/DSC07067.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;My sweet husband back at the track on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Thanks Zach for the great picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_527072757"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_527072758"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-8507224504921520715?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/8507224504921520715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=8507224504921520715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8507224504921520715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8507224504921520715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekend-recap.html' title='Weekend Recap'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/-qDITVRAIB3s/TombOtRJlRI/AAAAAAAABew/m7lRfHruFCI/s72-c/DSC06855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-3637639722457718701</id><published>2011-09-29T08:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T08:08:46.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Things - 09/29/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Three Things I'm Loving this Week:&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Okay maybe four)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CZ0pdIN8tw/ToRZBzD-qEI/AAAAAAAABek/1sG8pudBjqg/s1600/DSC06801.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CZ0pdIN8tw/ToRZBzD-qEI/AAAAAAAABek/1sG8pudBjqg/s320/DSC06801.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Cooler weather and enjoyable cups of coffee.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love my morning coffee every day, but it just seem cozier when the weather dips in the fall.&amp;nbsp; I can also justify another 1/2 cup to myself - (it's chilly!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4k7g0BrzscQ/ToRZwOJ70BI/AAAAAAAABeo/WjoLtZX7Zsw/s1600/DSC06806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4k7g0BrzscQ/ToRZwOJ70BI/AAAAAAAABeo/WjoLtZX7Zsw/s320/DSC06806.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Pastor Keith McGarvey's sermons available to download on Sermon.net.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Now I have something worthwhile to listen to in the car.&amp;nbsp; I hope his previous sermon's will be available in the future!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ki2NN_hdxx8/ToRVT0sM8EI/AAAAAAAABeY/aIkh6_qcFeE/s1600/DSC06797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ki2NN_hdxx8/ToRVT0sM8EI/AAAAAAAABeY/aIkh6_qcFeE/s320/DSC06797.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; NHRA Drag Racing at Maple Grove Raceway.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Before I moved here, I had no idea what the phenomenon was.&amp;nbsp; Nineteen years later I am hooked.&amp;nbsp; It is amazing to watch cars hurdle down the track at speeds of over 300 mph.&amp;nbsp; Night qualifying is by far my favorite.&amp;nbsp; Sniff a little nitro?&amp;nbsp; Yes please (even though it makes you cry like a baby).﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fwZ6hxTuBv4/ToRWKULnLYI/AAAAAAAABec/BJVJRr_vUU8/s1600/DSC06800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fwZ6hxTuBv4/ToRWKULnLYI/AAAAAAAABec/BJVJRr_vUU8/s320/DSC06800.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It is this weekend by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zV1xSWlwxd0/ToRXWM4Z_hI/AAAAAAAABeg/tqW5r_n_NwY/s1600/DSC06803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zV1xSWlwxd0/ToRXWM4Z_hI/AAAAAAAABeg/tqW5r_n_NwY/s320/DSC06803.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Wednesday morning Bible Study.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; It feels like home.&amp;nbsp; A wonderful group of women who have "b﻿een there, done that" or maybe just have a different perspective on what's going on in the world.&amp;nbsp; One of the few places where my heart is at peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;Three Things I'm Not&amp;nbsp;Loving this Week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Before school wardrobe fights with Aidan.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; "I wish I could wear what I wanted!" is a phrase I hear frequently these days.&amp;nbsp; Yes sweetheart I understand, but you will look ridiculous if you wear that ensemble&amp;nbsp;to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Getting paid every other week.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Yes I am thankful that Jerry&amp;nbsp;and I both get regular paychecks.&amp;nbsp; But the fact that we both get paid the same week makes the off week a little tricky.&amp;nbsp; I hope that I will get used to this sometime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; It's that time of year...&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; when rodents start making their pilgrimage indoors.&amp;nbsp; When you live in a farmhouse that is over 200 years old&amp;nbsp;and have a&amp;nbsp;significant phobia of them - it's terrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-3637639722457718701?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/3637639722457718701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=3637639722457718701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3637639722457718701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3637639722457718701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/09/three-things-09292011.html' title='Three Things - 09/29/2011'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/-_CZ0pdIN8tw/ToRZBzD-qEI/AAAAAAAABek/1sG8pudBjqg/s72-c/DSC06801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-904691040173451399</id><published>2011-09-23T08:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T08:05:34.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm baaacccckkkk!</title><content type='html'>How about a whole bunch of randomness?&amp;nbsp; Sounds good.&amp;nbsp; I could go on &amp;amp; on about what I/we have been up to since I last blogged, but that be be the longest blog post evah.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my brain is telling me just post some things to clear them out of my conscious thoughts to make room for&amp;nbsp; more important things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Gratitude Journal - I have been keeping a gratitude journal (thanks Oprah) since Thursday, May 26, 2011.&amp;nbsp; I write at least five things everyday that I am grateful for.&amp;nbsp; I also try to find a quote that means something to me or I would like to apply to my life.&amp;nbsp; The blurb Oprah&amp;nbsp;comments on&amp;nbsp;about the journal says that it will change your life in just a few days.&amp;nbsp; It has made me think about appreciating the little things, but life changing?&amp;nbsp; I don't know about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Rain - It is raining in Bullfrog Hollow yet again.&amp;nbsp; Like torrential downpour.&amp;nbsp; If the water runs in our back door again, I maybe checking in to&amp;nbsp;a mental hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Ulcer -Yep - I have another one.&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness the wiser (yeah right) me got to the hospital when it first started hurting rather than waiting until it was a major problem.&amp;nbsp; I am now on Protonix two times a day to try and heal it.&amp;nbsp; I will go for another EGD in October to see if the medicine is&amp;nbsp;working.&amp;nbsp; The doctors are also puzzled as to why I keep getting them.&amp;nbsp; Join the crowd!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Lin Good buyout - My husband's company was sold in July.&amp;nbsp; So far things have been going well.&amp;nbsp; As my wise mother told me "This will be a great opportunity for Jerry".&amp;nbsp; We shall see.&amp;nbsp; We are still on the honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Bible Study - Wednesday Bible Study has started up again.&amp;nbsp; I have been going for three years.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't sure if I was going back or not, but after attending this past Wednesday, I knew my heart needs this time with God.&amp;nbsp; The ladies that are there make me feel at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; Class Ring for Austin - What a tug on my heart!&amp;nbsp; My sweet (almost 16 year old son) came home with the paperwork &amp;amp; we subsequently ordered his class ring.&amp;nbsp; How time has flown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; 40 Looming - In just a few short months I will be 40.&amp;nbsp; I think about it almost everyday.&amp;nbsp; I didn't think I would feel so weird about it.&amp;nbsp; I said to Jerry while we were on vacation "I'm going to be 40!&amp;nbsp; I haven't accomplished anything meaningful!".&amp;nbsp; That's my goal before I turn 40 in February.&amp;nbsp; Accomplish something meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; Coupons - I love the idea of couponing.&amp;nbsp; You must be super dedicated.&amp;nbsp; I don't think I can make that strong of a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; Ebersole Boys - Our sons are hilarious - most of the time.&amp;nbsp; At other times, they are downright annoying.&amp;nbsp; I guess it's a good thing that there is balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now.&amp;nbsp; I need to find something I am passionate about - that's not cleaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-904691040173451399?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/904691040173451399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=904691040173451399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/904691040173451399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/904691040173451399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-baaacccckkkk.html' title='I&apos;m baaacccckkkk!'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-3595211311566270365</id><published>2011-01-02T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:41:59.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So I wasn't really sure what New Year's resolutions I wanted to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I mean sure, you make them each year, but this year I wanted them to be different.&amp;nbsp; I want them to mean something - to me.&amp;nbsp; I want them to help me to become a better person and not to set me up for failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This year I will attempt to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TSEGi---W8I/AAAAAAAABd8/SYNbzcjlhDs/s1600/TOH+cookbook.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TSEGi---W8I/AAAAAAAABd8/SYNbzcjlhDs/s1600/TOH+cookbook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cook at least one recipe per day from my new cookbook (thanks to my sister and BIL!)&amp;nbsp; I have already cooked the Herb-Rubbed Pork and the George Washington Blueberry Cobbler!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TSEGmfTpCOI/AAAAAAAABeA/TZ3n1uD9amM/s1600/Freezer+clipart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TSEGmfTpCOI/AAAAAAAABeA/TZ3n1uD9amM/s1600/Freezer+clipart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Use up what&amp;nbsp;is in our freezer as part of the recipe challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TSEGqi1LKfI/AAAAAAAABeE/8FnD226geBo/s1600/0511-0811-0418-5935_Two_Women_Doing_Crafts_clipart_image.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TSEGqi1LKfI/AAAAAAAABeE/8FnD226geBo/s320/0511-0811-0418-5935_Two_Women_Doing_Crafts_clipart_image.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Have some quality crafting time for myself - at least twice a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TSELl3JmfrI/AAAAAAAABeM/3yzxtXs9NQk/s1600/Sarah's+Key.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TSELl3JmfrI/AAAAAAAABeM/3yzxtXs9NQk/s1600/Sarah%2527s+Key.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Read a book!﻿ Read a book! Read a mother...Oh you get the idea.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TSELnQE9-uI/AAAAAAAABeQ/7GyHWDWMnbI/s1600/0808-0710-1617-3136.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TSELnQE9-uI/AAAAAAAABeQ/7GyHWDWMnbI/s1600/0808-0710-1617-3136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Write more letters, write more blog posts, heck, just write!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;So, here it goes, a new year!&amp;nbsp; Welcome 2001, I look forward to making your acquaintance!&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-3595211311566270365?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/3595211311566270365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=3595211311566270365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3595211311566270365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3595211311566270365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-new-me.html' title='New Year, New Me'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TSEGi---W8I/AAAAAAAABd8/SYNbzcjlhDs/s72-c/TOH+cookbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-7925811603463392090</id><published>2010-11-26T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T13:10:30.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shutterfly's 50 Free Cards Promotion</title><content type='html'>So I have never used Shutterfly before, but I have received Christmas photo cards from others that have used Shutterfly&amp;nbsp;and was considering using them this year. &lt;br /&gt;Then I saw a post from one of the blogs that I check regularly and they had shared&amp;nbsp;this advertisement with&amp;nbsp;this great opportunity from Shutterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifty, yes&amp;nbsp;fifty free cards promotion!&amp;nbsp; And all I have to do is blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year will be the year I try Shutterfly.&amp;nbsp; I am excited!&amp;nbsp; It seems to me that the have an extensive selection of cards and layouts to choose from - and who doesn't love choices?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am going to head on over and start designing my cards and await the e-mail with my coupon codes.&amp;nbsp; Heck I may even post a little something on Facebook about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you love freebies (and who doesn't - especially around this time of year?), head on over to Shutterfly and check their amazing products:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Photo&amp;nbsp;Cards&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/christmas-photo-cards" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1290792658_3"&gt;www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/christmas-photo-cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect for friends and family near or far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday Cards&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/holiday-cards" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1290792658_4"&gt;http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/holiday-cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Cards&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.shuterfly.com/cards-stationery/christmas-cards" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1290792658_8"&gt;http://www.shuterfly.com/cards-stationery/christmas-cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Design a Holiday Greeting that will make the recipient smile &amp;amp; hang on to for years.&amp;nbsp; It's easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for looking and have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-7925811603463392090?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/7925811603463392090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=7925811603463392090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7925811603463392090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7925811603463392090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/11/shutterflys-50-free-cards-promotion.html' title='Shutterfly&apos;s 50 Free Cards Promotion'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-3136067914061420224</id><published>2010-11-02T07:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T07:57:21.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need to Slay the Paperwork Monster...</title><content type='html'>...so he quits puking papers up all over my desk and surrounding area.﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TM_5jCcCIzI/AAAAAAAABds/HM4EUl7YpcE/s1600/DSC03575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TM_5jCcCIzI/AAAAAAAABds/HM4EUl7YpcE/s320/DSC03575.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The only reason I am posting these pictures is so I can show pictures after I get this all taken care of today.&amp;nbsp; It is literally making me a little crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TM_6MmIohEI/AAAAAAAABdw/J3ZDdLh5rLQ/s1600/DSC03574.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TM_6MmIohEI/AAAAAAAABdw/J3ZDdLh5rLQ/s320/DSC03574.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm not to Psycho Kitty crazy yet, but I can feel her coming on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TM_67NcHmQI/AAAAAAAABd0/uLFA8wyopk8/s1600/DSC03573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TM_67NcHmQI/AAAAAAAABd0/uLFA8wyopk8/s320/DSC03573.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The thing is, I thought I had this all under control this weekend.&amp;nbsp; Boy was I wrong.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And now I will dive into this mess of disorganization and get it under control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Or Psycho Kitty WILL make an appearance﻿.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp;don't want that to happen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-3136067914061420224?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/3136067914061420224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=3136067914061420224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3136067914061420224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3136067914061420224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-need-to-slay-paperwork-monster.html' title='I Need to Slay the Paperwork Monster...'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TM_5jCcCIzI/AAAAAAAABds/HM4EUl7YpcE/s72-c/DSC03575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-1231436200753208950</id><published>2010-10-20T20:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T20:21:03.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Football &amp; Display My Art 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TL9-RQFdRfI/AAAAAAAABdg/ZPk4VLKi_E8/s1600/SONY+DSC+++++++++++++++++++++_0007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TL9-RQFdRfI/AAAAAAAABdg/ZPk4VLKi_E8/s320/SONY+DSC+++++++++++++++++++++_0007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aidan's Display My Art Artwork.&amp;nbsp; It's a circus lion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TL9-0xc1oEI/AAAAAAAABdk/oBiqFu8aopI/s1600/SONY+DSC+++++++++++++++++++++.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TL9-0xc1oEI/AAAAAAAABdk/oBiqFu8aopI/s320/SONY+DSC+++++++++++++++++++++.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aidan was a captain at this past Sunday's game.&amp;nbsp; It was awesome.&amp;nbsp; They won 32-0 &amp;amp; he rushed for 10 yards for a touchdown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TL-AZDndWtI/AAAAAAAABdo/vk32c8pU3b0/s1600/SONY+DSC+++++++++++++++++++++_0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TL-AZDndWtI/AAAAAAAABdo/vk32c8pU3b0/s320/SONY+DSC+++++++++++++++++++++_0001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He's number 23.&amp;nbsp; He's running off the field after the coin toss &amp;amp; discussion with the refs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-1231436200753208950?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/1231436200753208950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=1231436200753208950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/1231436200753208950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/1231436200753208950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/10/football-display-my-art-2010.html' title='Football &amp; Display My Art 2010'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TL9-RQFdRfI/AAAAAAAABdg/ZPk4VLKi_E8/s72-c/SONY+DSC+++++++++++++++++++++_0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-2492377224593394953</id><published>2010-10-07T07:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T07:33:57.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ACE Football Pic 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TK2ur2SIbmI/AAAAAAAABdc/cLq0t2pz5Hk/s1600/DSC03149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TK2ur2SIbmI/AAAAAAAABdc/cLq0t2pz5Hk/s320/DSC03149.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look at him!&amp;nbsp; Love him in this picture.&amp;nbsp; Not really happy with the bad attempt at Photoshop.&amp;nbsp; But he is adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You would never guess that behind that sweet smile is a Tasmanian Devil.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He plays with his heart because he loves the game of football.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't matter if he's practicing or playing in a game, gives 110% always.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That is what makes him a great footall player.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2492377224593394953?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2492377224593394953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2492377224593394953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2492377224593394953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2492377224593394953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/10/ace-football-pic-2010.html' title='ACE Football Pic 2010'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TK2ur2SIbmI/AAAAAAAABdc/cLq0t2pz5Hk/s72-c/DSC03149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-2697496608676435150</id><published>2010-10-05T07:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T07:18:47.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Geocaching Addiction</title><content type='html'>As if you didn't already know, my name is Tracy and I am addicted to geocaching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;There I said it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We only started caching the beginning of August and&amp;nbsp;have found more than 60 treasures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKsO6olJ6MI/AAAAAAAABdA/hLkKqHvPZaA/s1600/DSC02834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKsO6olJ6MI/AAAAAAAABdA/hLkKqHvPZaA/s320/DSC02834.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle Matt &amp;amp; I rooting through the loot in the Hogback Hollow cache in Potter County.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKsP0-sDA8I/AAAAAAAABdE/9o0GlYpj348/s1600/DSC02835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKsP0-sDA8I/AAAAAAAABdE/9o0GlYpj348/s320/DSC02835.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle Rick &amp;amp; Uncle Matt looking at the Potter County Trail map.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKsQnQljl-I/AAAAAAAABdI/aQuSgug85cs/s1600/DSC02891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKsQnQljl-I/AAAAAAAABdI/aQuSgug85cs/s320/DSC02891.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Dragons of Cymru cache near the Cumru Township building&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKsSIbOqMBI/AAAAAAAABdQ/BWHDiWndFvg/s1600/DSC02898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKsSIbOqMBI/AAAAAAAABdQ/BWHDiWndFvg/s320/DSC02898.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKsSh7t76LI/AAAAAAAABdU/gq99GFDd0dg/s1600/DSC02899.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKsSh7t76LI/AAAAAAAABdU/gq99GFDd0dg/s320/DSC02899.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKsTg0k71xI/AAAAAAAABdY/1fLfaQ3ZYsw/s1600/DSC02923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKsTg0k71xI/AAAAAAAABdY/1fLfaQ3ZYsw/s320/DSC02923.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Aidan &amp;amp; I at Middle Creek on the Mill Stone Trail&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿&amp;nbsp;We really didn't have time to look for any this past weekend which really bummed me out.&amp;nbsp; We went for a micro on Monday night, found it easily and that made the world all better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I don't know how many we will get done this weekend either with the NHRA coming to Maple Grove, but we shall see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We&amp;nbsp;have purchased&amp;nbsp;our first ammo can &amp;amp; we are going to attempt to hide our own geocache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;People are clever when it comes to unique containers to use as cache vessels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I love it when just Jerry &amp;amp; I go out.&amp;nbsp; We get to go for a walk, talk &amp;amp; just be together.&amp;nbsp; Our geocaching adventure will hopefully continue for years to come.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2697496608676435150?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2697496608676435150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2697496608676435150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2697496608676435150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2697496608676435150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/10/geocaching-addiction.html' title='Geocaching Addiction'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKsO6olJ6MI/AAAAAAAABdA/hLkKqHvPZaA/s72-c/DSC02834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-3987780717169867564</id><published>2010-10-04T07:11:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T14:54:03.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sunday of Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy Monday everybody! Another weekend has flown by and here we are at Monday again. I'm telling you - slow this crazy ride down!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saturday was pretty calm. Jerry was on service &amp;amp; the boys are still on house restriction, so they were here, but getting along, so it was enjoyable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sunday however, everything was a little hectic! We left the house right before noon to go to Owen J. Roberts High School for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ACE's&lt;/span&gt; football game. They got crushed and our ten year-old is starting to not like playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know winning isn't always the point, it's the fun of playing, blah, blah, blah. He's a boy. He's ten. He wants to win. Period. It's the same story each week. He's even "threatened us" with "I think I'll just play soccer next year". No.You.Will.Not. Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKncmiWUXGI/AAAAAAAABc0/gj27_5zW-kc/s1600/DSC03112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524188972560178274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKncmiWUXGI/AAAAAAAABc0/gj27_5zW-kc/s400/DSC03112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKncmSM5GQI/AAAAAAAABcs/kyhnuXoTtsY/s1600/DSC03115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524188968225675522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKncmSM5GQI/AAAAAAAABcs/kyhnuXoTtsY/s400/DSC03115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everything was smoothed over with a stop at Sonic on the way home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The game was over in record time and it was a good thing because I had the baby shower for our niece and nephew-in-law in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They party was wonderful and they got bunches of wonderful gifts for their new little addition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKnBg4K6sDI/AAAAAAAABck/NAbIrU6tkF0/s1600/DSC03123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524159188524773426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKnBg4K6sDI/AAAAAAAABck/NAbIrU6tkF0/s400/DSC03123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have to tell you, I don't know how our sons made it to the ages that they are. I can not believe all the stuff they have for a baby. I mean I'm sure everyone feels that way when they go to shop for things for the "next generation" but seriously people, pacifier wipes??? What happened to either running it under water or the popular "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;phoof&lt;/span&gt;" it off? I am pretty sure those are still accredited methods, but if you need to waste your money, err I mean buy special wipes for anything from their buns to their boogies. I guess that's your choice. Maybe I'm just ticked that I didn't think of it first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKnBgrEXE1I/AAAAAAAABcc/7IZlbO4C4kg/s1600/DSC03130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524159185007612754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKnBgrEXE1I/AAAAAAAABcc/7IZlbO4C4kg/s400/DSC03130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKnBgLR3_0I/AAAAAAAABcM/J1RQidRxxNs/s1600/DSC03135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524159176474361666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKnBgLR3_0I/AAAAAAAABcM/J1RQidRxxNs/s400/DSC03135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKnBgaU4OeI/AAAAAAAABcU/JXIoHpxUA5o/s1600/DSC03131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524159180513491426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKnBgaU4OeI/AAAAAAAABcU/JXIoHpxUA5o/s400/DSC03131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKnBfhyB4oI/AAAAAAAABcE/PXMkDSxCBAw/s1600/DSC03145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524159165334938242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKnBfhyB4oI/AAAAAAAABcE/PXMkDSxCBAw/s400/DSC03145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great weekend &amp;amp; I hope everyone had a fantastic one also. Here's to a fun week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-3987780717169867564?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/3987780717169867564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=3987780717169867564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3987780717169867564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3987780717169867564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/10/sunday-of-fun.html' title='A Sunday of Fun!'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKncmiWUXGI/AAAAAAAABc0/gj27_5zW-kc/s72-c/DSC03112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-711050179447147391</id><published>2010-10-02T14:39:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T17:28:26.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Bit of Halloween Decor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So we put up most of our Halloween decorations. You know how I like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;minimalistic&lt;/span&gt;, so this little bit of orange and black goodness is enough for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes when I see pictures of other women's Halloween decorating, I feel like I haven't done a thing! But it also makes me a little crazy to think about putting all of their stuff away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We have a few more things to put on the front porch and I need to get pumpkins and mums, but I don't think it is in the plans for this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jerry and the boys just left for lacrosse throw-around and the house is eerily quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I may light up some autumn candles and bust out my Bible Study book. It isn't too often I get these quiet moments to myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoping everyone is enjoying this beautiful fall day and doing what they like to do. I know I am - spending time at home with my family - God is good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now enjoy my decorating pictures with commentary:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523558698619463106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKefXw87ZcI/AAAAAAAABb0/zC0Z1O5h8YM/s400/DSC03102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of decorations in the living room.  The lanterns hanging in the windows I got at the dollar store last year.  They are so cute when they are lit up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523557794584731762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKeejJKQIHI/AAAAAAAABbs/5ZstkznfRWE/s400/DSC03105.JPG" /&gt;Here's a close up of one of the lanterns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523559739106514690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKegUVEX1wI/AAAAAAAABb8/mpYQJdKSM5k/s400/DSC03100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the cabinet under the television. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love my Party Lite Lantern with interchangeable panels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bear is from Boyd's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523536907371816130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKeLjWOoJMI/AAAAAAAABa0/KoCVWq8wzSk/s400/DSC03095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got these lovelies at Green Dragon.  The above leaves/acorns are made of wood.  I am anxious to go back next week &amp;amp; get some more.  I've got ideas swimming around in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523539340559322482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKeNw-jvDXI/AAAAAAAABa8/4lXB73RP9dc/s400/DSC03097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pumpkin from the same stand.  It is made from tin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523552364951117650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKeZnGMuH1I/AAAAAAAABbM/yCOQNWvCcuU/s400/DSC03098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Skeleton made of wood.  I love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;skeletons&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523553241020920146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKeaaF0CcVI/AAAAAAAABbU/TUtEW7rGxGk/s400/DSC03099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A shot of all of them with a half dollar for size reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My brain is swimming with ideas as to what to do with the ones I got and the ones that I may still get.  For right now, they greet you when you come in the front door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I get some creative ideas, I will post them.  As for now, any suggestions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-711050179447147391?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/711050179447147391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=711050179447147391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/711050179447147391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/711050179447147391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-bit-of-halloween-decor.html' title='A Little Bit of Halloween Decor'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKefXw87ZcI/AAAAAAAABb0/zC0Z1O5h8YM/s72-c/DSC03102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-2865027003455602731</id><published>2010-10-01T07:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T07:25:24.804-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bible Study</title><content type='html'>Two weeks ago, our Bible Study group got together for the first time this school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met for a week, had off a week (kids were off from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;) and this past Wednesday was our first actual "study" day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new study is called "Bad Girls of the Bible - And What We Can Learn From Them" by Liz Curtis &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Higgs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to read the first chapter. I can tell if I'm going to like a book by reading the first chapter. If it takes a lot of effort to convince myself to continue reading, then it usually is a book I will not finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is not one of those. I hated to put it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a Bible study that I understand.  The author translates the stories of the "bad girls" into modern day topics that I can relate to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched the hour long DVD to start off on Wednesday.  It is the author giving highlights of each chapter and main bad girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;comical&lt;/span&gt; and very likable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first chapter is about Eve, the original bad girl.  I have the chapter read &amp;amp; will start the workbook this weekend.  It seems like a wonderful companion to the book.  I will let you know after I start it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible Study is a wonderful grounding point for me.  The women there are so supportive and wonderful.  I find myself praying for guidance and assistance more often.  I pray for wisdom in parenting, in relationships, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aww&lt;/span&gt; heck who am I kidding, just overall help.  I can sure use it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2865027003455602731?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2865027003455602731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2865027003455602731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2865027003455602731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2865027003455602731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-bible-study.html' title='New Bible Study'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-6757189001064572658</id><published>2010-09-30T07:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T14:24:47.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I really cut out for this parenting thing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am constantly asking myself this question. When tough situations arise, I think "I do not know what I am doing. Who entrusted me with real live human beings?".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As Austin gets older, the problems get more complex and come with more serious consequences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He does not get the significance of doing well in school. He is a 14 (almost 15) year old young man who lives in the moment and does not think about what actions he takes today could affect his road to the future. I hear myself saying "If I would've known then what I know now...".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I make it sound like he is doing terrible. He's not. He is only having problems with his Earth &amp;amp; Space Science class. I am not sure if he really doesn't understand the material, or he doesn't like the teacher. Regardless, he is going to have to adapt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can not express to him how much this concerns me without sounding like a nag. Our conversations usually start out civilized and then end up with either or I or both of us crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is so hard for me to watch him struggle. The things I do for him, I wish my Mom had done for me. She knew the importance of letting me learn from my own mistakes, but I don't want him to make the same mistakes I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been praying about him a lot. I want him to develop a desire to want to do the best, to be the best. I want him to be comfortable in his own shoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What happened to my little boy? He's still here, just in a size 10.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522679118739903842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKR_Zej1lWI/AAAAAAAABZE/SAkeQk6A7pQ/s400/DSC03092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522679125288719250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKR_Z29Mk5I/AAAAAAAABZM/Xz--rSCIPJ8/s400/DSC03094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522675473311948418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKR8FSSFXoI/AAAAAAAABYs/01EJiF0IlrA/s400/DSC03081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2009-2010 - 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Grade - Still a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522675484079161410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKR8F6ZMAEI/AAAAAAAABY0/DKNZ9qJLiXE/s400/DSC03083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a difference a year makes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522675488151738066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKR8GJkKltI/AAAAAAAABY8/Mtegtvev3uI/s400/DSC03089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wow. When did this happen? I guess when I wasn't looking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-6757189001064572658?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/6757189001064572658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=6757189001064572658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6757189001064572658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6757189001064572658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/09/am-i-really-cut-out-for-this-parenting.html' title='Am I really cut out for this parenting thing?'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKR_Zej1lWI/AAAAAAAABZE/SAkeQk6A7pQ/s72-c/DSC03092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-6235999013882666021</id><published>2010-09-29T20:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T14:24:05.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Pretties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love autumn. The changing of the seasons from summer to fall is my favorite time of year. The colors, the scents, the baking, the changing of temperature...love, love, LOVE IT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I also love to decorate for fall. Fall leaves, gourds, pumpkins, corn shocks, hay bales...I am in heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found these beautiful dishes at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart last week &amp;amp; just had to have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522494723044172370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKPXsPEEYlI/AAAAAAAABYM/Om5eDN-pWvw/s400/DSC03074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the platter. I put a half dollar in the middle of it so you could see how big it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522494726754253826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKPXsc4nvAI/AAAAAAAABYU/eckh13a09kQ/s400/DSC03076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bowl from the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522494729495323762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKPXsnGJJHI/AAAAAAAABYc/BBQYVQzu2A8/s400/DSC03077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bowl from the side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKPXszSESaI/AAAAAAAABYk/omh5WbM56Qc/s1600/DSC03079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522494732766562722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKPXszSESaI/AAAAAAAABYk/omh5WbM56Qc/s400/DSC03079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And at last the combination. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't wait to serve something yummy out of this gorgeous serving set. It looks so pretty just sitting on our table. I may have to whip up some Italian Sandwich Dip this weekend to give it a test run. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-6235999013882666021?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/6235999013882666021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=6235999013882666021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6235999013882666021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6235999013882666021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/09/autumn-pretties.html' title='Autumn Pretties'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TKPXsPEEYlI/AAAAAAAABYM/Om5eDN-pWvw/s72-c/DSC03074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-6534650624659212668</id><published>2010-09-02T14:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T15:20:39.268-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School, Back to Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's that time of year again. Back to school. I dread it every year. I think I feared it even more so this year because it meant that Austin was going to high school. Weep. Cry. Weep. Cry some more. The last stop in his Governor Mifflin career has come into view and I am desperately trying to find the emergency brake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How can it possibly be that my first born is old enough to go to high school? I was unaware of the drastic change that was about to occur in my boy. Girls, riding to school with friends, he somehow got taller than me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really didn't think it would be this hard. Austin has become very independent &amp;amp; I am so proud of that. He has been staying home by himself for a few years  like when we go out shopping or to one of Aidan's practices, gone fishing several times out on the Atlantic with our neighbors (their son is his best friend) and is generally a very nice young man - except when it comes to his brother, but who is ever nice to their siblings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512396751785645522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TH_3o8szVdI/AAAAAAAABX0/DxRkmbGC220/s400/DSC02970.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is the ultimate goal to have him move out, be a contributing member of society and to take care of himself, but I didn't think it would come along this fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512396742035994162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TH_3oYYTdjI/AAAAAAAABXs/Y5gQaXCh_04/s400/DSC02967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a young man.  A bit of a goof, but a great kid, who I am so thankful to have for a son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that my youngest son started his last year at the elementary school where I work.  He is so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512396759530731506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TH_3pZjX9_I/AAAAAAAABX8/gVd1FRgWdcw/s400/DSC02979.JPG" /&gt; Maybe I can hang on to him a bit longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-6534650624659212668?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/6534650624659212668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=6534650624659212668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6534650624659212668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6534650624659212668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-to-school-back-to-work.html' title='Back to School, Back to Work'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TH_3o8szVdI/AAAAAAAABX0/DxRkmbGC220/s72-c/DSC02970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-9175094060437446062</id><published>2010-08-11T09:29:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T10:58:25.745-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What! - It's been two months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've been busy! The boys &amp;amp; I were in Erie for two weeks to celebrate my Mom's 60th birthday &amp;amp; my sister's wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were gone, new carpeting was installed in the bedrooms. That means before we left for Harbor Creek everything had to be emptied out of the bedrooms. The boys helped (and by that I mean, not so much) and Jerry worked his butt off to get it done. It is beautiful, but I am sure that there are still a ton of boxes in the attic that need unpacked. Oh well, out of sight, out of mind (also, not so much).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were in Brecknock for 13 days and then traveled to the wilds of Pennsylvania for our annual 10 day camping trip to Potter County.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ACE started football mini-camp last night (it's so freakin' hot here!) &amp;amp; I've been sitting in the air conditioning because apparently, I am a wimp. I do not like to sweat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are highlight pictures from the past month &amp;amp; a half. We had so much fun &amp;amp; I am sure the pictures do not do it justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504153710146335138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TGKuoxprsaI/AAAAAAAABWc/A_sTgCgRfsc/s400/DSC01948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Charles James &amp;amp; Aunt Fracy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504153721612378722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TGKupcXZomI/AAAAAAAABWk/VZuBFcPd7L0/s400/DSC01968.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Myers'. Gosh are we cute - or what! My sisters &amp;amp; Momma are beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504153723347108578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TGKupi0_guI/AAAAAAAABWs/lISSD_AfYRI/s400/DSC01986.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walking down the aisle. The strap broke on my shoe. I tried my best to conceal my mortification.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504153732514052146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TGKuqE-j-DI/AAAAAAAABW0/fusLNdPRxgM/s400/DSC02351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lynne &amp;amp; I. We are adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504153739009425570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TGKuqdLLgKI/AAAAAAAABW8/jqOIkKrmjtc/s400/DSC02400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eli Earl bustin' a move. See his arms?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504156658589876434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TGKxUZdZwNI/AAAAAAAABXE/cNUE_HmLSzM/s400/DSC02402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My baby sis. Gorgeous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504156663854721794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TGKxUtEo6wI/AAAAAAAABXM/8D_yxS6mkT4/s400/DSC02503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The love of my life. It doesn't get any better than him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504156669710612210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TGKxVC4ytvI/AAAAAAAABXU/hyT8NvZ11GQ/s400/DSC02524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; Mom. Still crazy in love. What a wonderful example to the three of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504145861372118178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TGKnf6sFhKI/AAAAAAAABWU/Z6IPzz8wJJM/s400/DSC02851.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The plate I made at Claytopia. I thought painting pottery would be relaxing &amp;amp; therapeutic. All it did was stress me out! It's not perfect &amp;amp; I hate that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504159618043054306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TGK0AqSBiOI/AAAAAAAABXc/22QJqGj_-PE/s400/DSC02825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmmmm...Mike Sullivan...HAWT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504159626368444626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TGK0BJS86NI/AAAAAAAABXk/6amr7RGY9LA/s400/DSC02834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Matt &amp;amp; I digging through the cache stash at Hogback Hollow. I must say, spending the afternoon hiking through the woods with Uncle, Rick, Uncle Matt &amp;amp; Jerry was probably my best day there. Relaxing, energizing, amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there it is in a brief little nutshell. I doubt life will calm down any time soon, but I do enjoy the blogging &amp;amp; will try to do so more frequently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-9175094060437446062?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/9175094060437446062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=9175094060437446062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/9175094060437446062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/9175094060437446062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-its-been-two-months.html' title='What! - It&apos;s been two months!'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TGKuoxprsaI/AAAAAAAABWc/A_sTgCgRfsc/s72-c/DSC01948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-2485351890566053950</id><published>2010-06-14T19:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T19:56:27.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Suckie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A friend of mine put her feelings in those words one day last week. Today, I am copying them. I have been having a few "poor me" moments the last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I am glad I got myself out of it. Actually "we" got me out of it. Mostly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I sometimes feel, I don't know how to put it into words. At least words that are diplomatic and won't hurt feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But at least I posted about it and I will know what I mean when I read this even if no one else does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And that's okay. No feelings are hurt, I kind of put it out there (at least for myself) and I feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482779607388075522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBa_AQAfNgI/AAAAAAAABWM/cy02jaZIPvQ/s400/DSC01411.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; One of our resident bullfrogs hanging out on the bucket.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482779600601696258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBa-_2ufSAI/AAAAAAAABWE/BP8jhAVMkNQ/s400/DSC01406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My new planter. Red, white and blue - an ode to my mother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482779593097238930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBa-_axSWZI/AAAAAAAABV8/Dt7bWX4VLT4/s400/DSC01407.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Gerber daisies - Love, love, LOVE them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482779583360274146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBa--2f0DuI/AAAAAAAABV0/XN5CfaFRKEo/s400/DSC01415.JPG" /&gt;A close up of the aforementioned bullfrog. Jerry was trying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to see how close he could get before he would jump away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482779574921720290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBa--XD58eI/AAAAAAAABVs/faqbi6phBT8/s400/DSC01418.JPG" /&gt;ACE just being ACE. A-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dor&lt;/span&gt;-ABLE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2485351890566053950?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2485351890566053950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2485351890566053950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2485351890566053950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2485351890566053950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/06/feeling-suckie.html' title='Feeling Suckie'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBa_AQAfNgI/AAAAAAAABWM/cy02jaZIPvQ/s72-c/DSC01411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-3122117068216127479</id><published>2010-06-11T07:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T08:16:50.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Free-for-All Friday</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a while since I posted.  Life at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ebersole's&lt;/span&gt; has been chaotic the past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had lacrosse games, Field Day, a college graduation, a graduation party, Memorial Day, lacrosse picnics, remodeling, the last few days of school...WHEW...I am exhausted!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a bunch of pictures and a few random thoughts, okay maybe a lot of random thoughts, but I am random, so it fits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIkB5pK9_I/AAAAAAAABVk/UQvRgpfr7bU/s1600/DSC01402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481483311535290354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIkB5pK9_I/AAAAAAAABVk/UQvRgpfr7bU/s400/DSC01402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aidan relaxing in the living room watching TV.  He looks so comfy.  His poison has cleared up rather nicely thanks to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fels&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Naptha&lt;/span&gt; soap &amp;amp; swimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIkBvjaplI/AAAAAAAABVc/h58RebY5jz8/s1600/DSC01401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481483308826797650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIkBvjaplI/AAAAAAAABVc/h58RebY5jz8/s400/DSC01401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Austin "1/4 Situation" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ebersole&lt;/span&gt; showing off his abs.  Austin is as tall as I am now.  He points that out to me daily.  He has finals today and Monday.  I can't believe he is going to high school next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIkBEyUgiI/AAAAAAAABVU/CRKTLOt_GiY/s1600/DSC01399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481483297346585122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIkBEyUgiI/AAAAAAAABVU/CRKTLOt_GiY/s400/DSC01399.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both of them engrossed in the television.  It is one of the few times when they are not fighting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIh5gMgKPI/AAAAAAAABVM/DUP59LJPqZg/s1600/DSC01397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481480968241948914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIh5gMgKPI/AAAAAAAABVM/DUP59LJPqZg/s400/DSC01397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIh5Enww8I/AAAAAAAABVE/92tedjMfoLk/s1600/DSC01391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481480960840090562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIh5Enww8I/AAAAAAAABVE/92tedjMfoLk/s400/DSC01391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our bedroom modeling.  We are going to put our bed on this wall once the carpet is installed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIh4xHfJ0I/AAAAAAAABU8/XTf87cJFS3s/s1600/DSC01388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481480955604444994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIh4xHfJ0I/AAAAAAAABU8/XTf87cJFS3s/s400/DSC01388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking toward the back yard in our room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIh4StWUtI/AAAAAAAABU0/ckj-bz5rzA8/s1600/DSC01387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481480947441750738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIh4StWUtI/AAAAAAAABU0/ckj-bz5rzA8/s400/DSC01387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The freaky weather yesterday morning.  The sun was out right at our house, but across the road, looking at the mountain - CREEPY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIh37rMj4I/AAAAAAAABUs/7LTEiqXRiOo/s1600/DSC01386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481480941258706818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIh37rMj4I/AAAAAAAABUs/7LTEiqXRiOo/s400/DSC01386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another shot of the foggy, grey &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;overcastness (not a real word, I know)&lt;/span&gt; on the mountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIfDq1vdZI/AAAAAAAABUk/lsDq0Y8a07s/s1600/DSC01385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481477844363081106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIfDq1vdZI/AAAAAAAABUk/lsDq0Y8a07s/s400/DSC01385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aidan getting his lacrosse trophy.  Aidan was named Best All-Around Lacrosse Player on his team.  He scores goals, plays defense &amp;amp; goalie.  Gosh how I love this kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIfDSCTzEI/AAAAAAAABUc/xryrBK3yGU8/s1600/DSC01384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481477837704907842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIfDSCTzEI/AAAAAAAABUc/xryrBK3yGU8/s400/DSC01384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictures of Aidan's team getting their trophies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIfCyO4_dI/AAAAAAAABUU/t6lQ7T1w4h0/s1600/DSC01383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481477829167742418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIfCyO4_dI/AAAAAAAABUU/t6lQ7T1w4h0/s400/DSC01383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More of Aidan's team.  I must also say a huge thank you to Aidan's coach, Linda Bram.  She is awesome!  I couldn't ask for a better person to coach Aidan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIfCgck5SI/AAAAAAAABUM/SpLXj0jDh9Q/s1600/DSC01382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481477824393307426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIfCgck5SI/AAAAAAAABUM/SpLXj0jDh9Q/s400/DSC01382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Water lily on our pond.  Even through our unusually snowy weather.  Our beautiful plant survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for the randomness.  Hopefully blogging will become more frequent this summer.  Then again...maybe not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-3122117068216127479?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/3122117068216127479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=3122117068216127479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3122117068216127479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3122117068216127479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/06/free-for-all-friday.html' title='Free-for-All Friday'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/TBIkB5pK9_I/AAAAAAAABVk/UQvRgpfr7bU/s72-c/DSC01402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-1198968884085216504</id><published>2010-05-10T07:39:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T14:36:49.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Digit Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My baby is 10 today. Hard to believe. All those times where I thought I was going to go crazy with the not sleeping and then screaming his little head off, having to cover his head with a blanket so he couldn't be nosy and look around avoiding sleep. All of those times when I almost threw in the motherhood towel - has been worth every minute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He is strong-willed, stubborn, smart, witty, athletic, competitive..the list goes on and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We enjoy life with our sons, through the trials and tribulations we, as a family, get through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aidan is a one of a kind boy who always lives life to the fullest - and I wouldn't have him any other way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So Happy Birthday ACE! Thank you for the joy you have brought to our lives and we look forward to all the things to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pictures from the party we had for Aidan on Saturday, May 8, 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;popsicles&lt;/span&gt; from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lutz's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469612691010221362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S-f3w2Kh9TI/AAAAAAAABTc/wCW8fO0yKM0/s400/DSC00971.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469608756466023490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S-f0L02F_EI/AAAAAAAABS0/41JCK0Z5mDE/s400/DSC00966.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Jet Set remote control airplane from the Payne's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469608792627061298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S-f0N7jjojI/AAAAAAAABTU/-I-87_olbps/s400/DSC00970.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469608786097109650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S-f0NjOsepI/AAAAAAAABTM/FUJGGogD2Xk/s400/DSC00969.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469608774582039362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S-f0M4VSc0I/AAAAAAAABTE/Zc5QTBwOsks/s400/DSC00968.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469608767314417058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S-f0MdQjVaI/AAAAAAAABS8/L9308qAskVk/s400/DSC00967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His new bike from his father, brother &amp;amp; I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469612701989267570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S-f3xfEI6HI/AAAAAAAABTk/H-To94kxbOY/s400/DSC00972.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ready to blow out the candles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469612713241808594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S-f3yI-9DtI/AAAAAAAABTs/p3ycy09bol0/s400/DSC00973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469612727976226978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S-f3y_36cKI/AAAAAAAABT0/dNkgk_eR2Ns/s400/DSC00974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-1198968884085216504?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/1198968884085216504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=1198968884085216504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/1198968884085216504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/1198968884085216504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/05/double-digit-birthday-party.html' title='Double Digit Birthday Party'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S-f3w2Kh9TI/AAAAAAAABTc/wCW8fO0yKM0/s72-c/DSC00971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-2895556362099427720</id><published>2010-04-23T07:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T07:40:32.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF..and it really is!</title><content type='html'>I am going to start posting each Friday the wonderful things I have been blessed with each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness is... getting to see my Dad on Tuesday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness is... being determined to have good days - even when the prognosis isn't good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness is... the weather warming up - again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness is... going on a drive after supper with the boys and my husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness is... writing letters to my guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness is... an unexpected card in the mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness is... my littlest nephew's first birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness is... Earth Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness is... seeing God at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness is... all the frogs in our pond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness is... seeing our first baby ducks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Have a wonderful weekend!  I know I will.  I am determined to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2895556362099427720?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2895556362099427720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2895556362099427720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2895556362099427720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2895556362099427720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/04/tgifand-it-really-is.html' title='TGIF..and it really is!'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-6181262384529873987</id><published>2010-04-21T08:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T08:59:28.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Endeavor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have taken on a new project. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462567412387777746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S87wHqD_jNI/AAAAAAAABSs/HtvkKK81tI4/s400/Journal2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462567405766767458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S87wHRZa82I/AAAAAAAABSk/q4pO25fxHCo/s400/Journal1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462567400762928098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S87wG-waa-I/AAAAAAAABSc/yhObv6X4i00/s400/Journal.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I must first say I have never been a "diary" or "journal" writer. I have every good intention of writing in one faithfully each day only to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;falter&lt;/span&gt;, forget to write and then give up entirely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am hoping that this new idea I have (after following a couple blogs) will provide a source of comfort for me and I will enjoy writing each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Day One. I have three separate books to write in. I am not writing in each one every day, rather I will alternate which one I write in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There may be days where I need to write in all of them, but I will not require that of myself. Too much pressure. What's that old saying? :Promise less, deliver more. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yadda&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yadda&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yadda&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here they are. Letters to the ones I love, Bible verses, inspiring quotes. Little pieces of me, especially for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-6181262384529873987?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/6181262384529873987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=6181262384529873987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6181262384529873987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6181262384529873987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-new-endeavor.html' title='My New Endeavor'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S87wHqD_jNI/AAAAAAAABSs/HtvkKK81tI4/s72-c/Journal2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-4107209131109887506</id><published>2010-04-16T22:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:37:22.042-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Things About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10 random things about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have self-diagnosed O.C.D.. If you know me, you know it's true.&lt;br /&gt;2. My closet is arranged in Roy G. Biv order.&lt;br /&gt;3. I am trying to break my addiction to iced tea. H2O is my current go to beverage.&lt;br /&gt;4. I want everyone to like me, even if that means compromising who I "really" am.&lt;br /&gt;5. I think Mike Sullivan (a lumberjack) is dirty in the sack HAWT.&lt;br /&gt;6. If I get awake at night and remember something I forgot to do earlier, I will get up &amp;amp; do it.&lt;br /&gt;7. I am a picky eater and could eat salad all the time.&lt;br /&gt;8. I get annoyed when people don't update their blogs and I really shouldn't care.&lt;br /&gt;9. I love the HBO series Weeds (thanks to my sister Tricia).&lt;br /&gt;10. I don't know what I did before DVR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 5 things I don't like...&lt;br /&gt;1. I want everyone to like me.&lt;br /&gt;2. I always think everything is my fault.&lt;br /&gt;3. I get angry over the silliest things.&lt;br /&gt;4. I make snap decisions and then regret them.&lt;br /&gt;5. I doubt myself all. the. time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-4107209131109887506?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/4107209131109887506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=4107209131109887506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4107209131109887506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4107209131109887506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-things-about-me.html' title='Some Things About Me'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-5665077686121832836</id><published>2010-04-13T07:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T07:16:24.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidan's Latest Art Projet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm going to start off this post by being selfish and saying "No! You may not have it!". Having said that, here is what "it" is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aidan brought home his pottery art project yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459578539781449058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S8RRwX8E5WI/AAAAAAAABSU/wOLFIC9j9x0/s400/DSC00844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is adorable. I mean - LOOK HOW CUTE HIS LION IS! Meep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the rafia/curly jute (or whatever you call it) is fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to thank his art teacher today because this is just one of those things that a mother will keep for years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-5665077686121832836?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/5665077686121832836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=5665077686121832836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/5665077686121832836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/5665077686121832836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/04/aidans-latest-art-projet.html' title='Aidan&apos;s Latest Art Projet'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S8RRwX8E5WI/AAAAAAAABSU/wOLFIC9j9x0/s72-c/DSC00844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-5968969638828380005</id><published>2010-03-30T07:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:38:00.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring=Goodness - and a few other things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday when I was walking out the door, I noticed a frog sitting on the edge of our fish pond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454388407589493106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S7HhW61hWXI/AAAAAAAABR8/v17s8rGia1M/s400/DSC00405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454388414893800098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S7HhXWDAOqI/AAAAAAAABSE/tEFex--ySPk/s400/DSC00406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454388423855259042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S7HhX3blPaI/AAAAAAAABSM/DyoBu1NrukU/s400/DSC00407.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It brought a smile to my face and also a little bit of dread...Spring is on its way. Am I really ready for this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think the reason I enjoy winter is because there is only so much you can do inside. I enjoy cleaning, but once the dusting and sweeping and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de-&lt;/span&gt;cluttering has been done, all that is really left to do is cozy up on the couch and watch movies or maybe a family game night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But when spring rolls around, it means that the cleaning not only needs to be done inside, but outside as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This year we need to plant grass seed, redo the flower beds, clean out the fish pond and I'm sure there are more things I just won't let myself think of right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And then there's the routine yard maintenance, mowing the grass, weeding the flower beds, the fish pond chemicals - ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This year I will definitely enlist the help of our slave labor, I mean, sons. They can help with all of the chores this spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aidan will probably love helping clean out the fish pond, and since our fish population took a hit this winter, he will probably be rewarded with a fish from the new pond store that opened up across the street from Jerry's shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And we have Austin in the palm of our hands. He loves having a cell phone, but Daddy and Mommy won't pay for it if he doesn't help around the house, so he doesn't need another reward. Just keep paying for that cell phone - he's all ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need to look at the grand picture. A beautifully landscaped yard that we can sit out in and enjoy.  A place for the boys to play lacrosse and run around in.  The relaxing sound of water running in our fish pond. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Forget about all the work it's going to take to get there.  It will be all worth it in the end.&lt;/span&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/5602874397771979168-5968969638828380005?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/5968969638828380005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=5968969638828380005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/5968969638828380005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/5968969638828380005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/03/springgoodness-and-few-other-things.html' title='Spring=Goodness - and a few other things'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S7HhW61hWXI/AAAAAAAABR8/v17s8rGia1M/s72-c/DSC00405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-4343862628942224336</id><published>2010-03-28T16:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:14:38.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Thaw 03/28/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Austin played in the Spring Thaw Invitational Lacrosse Tournament at Owen J. Roberts High School.  He is number 13 (with the yellow and black shoes).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453793521994210082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6_EUBTKmyI/AAAAAAAABRU/wgFWugVWZ-M/s400/DSC00388.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the above picture, he is standing on the zero of the 30 yard line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453793550272942194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6_EVqpV0HI/AAAAAAAABRs/lJwge0w0qV8/s400/DSC00402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left side between the two players in blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453793547057218994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6_EVeqpxbI/AAAAAAAABRk/8n-SeOKfbEA/s400/DSC00395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left side low (you can see the "3" on his jersey).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453793530997636322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6_EUi1v_OI/AAAAAAAABRc/RNS8IjumV6Q/s400/DSC00391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Middle of the picture running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He played on the JV and Varsity teams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They all did really well for it being their first games of the season. They didn't even play a scrimmage this year because of our lovely weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both the JV and Varsity teams played three games today against some really tough competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And even though they didn't walk away victorious...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453793557891567954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6_EWHBw0VI/AAAAAAAABR0/IGnW0JhIHZc/s400/DSC00404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they did get a really cool t-shirt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-4343862628942224336?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/4343862628942224336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=4343862628942224336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4343862628942224336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4343862628942224336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-thaw-03282010.html' title='Spring Thaw 03/28/2010'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6_EUBTKmyI/AAAAAAAABRU/wgFWugVWZ-M/s72-c/DSC00388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-8429712705395349548</id><published>2010-03-22T07:36:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T08:08:28.628-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weekend to Remember!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This past weekend, my sister Maggie, her husband Steve, Charlie and Eli came to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brecknock&lt;/span&gt; Township.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maggie and Steve had a wedding to go to and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ebersole's&lt;/span&gt; were keeping the boys, I know, twist my arm - unsupervised spoiling? Who could pass that opportunity up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was so glad that the boys aren't strange with us. We don't get to see them that often and I've always been afraid that they would be scared and not let us hold them or want anything to do with us for that fact. Thank goodness that's not the case. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Charlie has been looking forward to seeing Aidan ever since Christmas. Aidan takes the time to play with him and Aidan likes that someone wants to play with him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;On Friday evening, before lacrosse practice, we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Boehringer's&lt;/span&gt; with the whole Peters clan. Then on Saturday while Maggie and Steve were at the wedding, we took the boys to Oregon Pike Dairy for supper. That by far was the highlight of our weekend. We just couldn't believe how good they were.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There is a model train that runs around the ceiling in the restaurant. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; it would come in to Charlie's view, he would exclaim "Here come the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;choo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;choo&lt;/span&gt; train!", and it never got old and do you know how many times it came into his view in ninety minutes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;They both ate so good and were so well behaved, it was a delight. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After we were done eating, We walked down to the pen where they have some whitetail deer to look at and on our way encountered another little pen that had a mama and three baby goats in it. Charlie was peering in between the fence rails, fascinated by the little goats - so sweet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451426074640727794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6dbIcpDPvI/AAAAAAAABQE/G9tEbDe_wfk/s400/DSC00315.JPG" /&gt; He is looking at the deer in the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451426082911083490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6dbI7c22-I/AAAAAAAABQM/QTGH-zgZUkI/s400/DSC00324.JPG" /&gt; Eli liked riding on the horse tire swing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451426088107635986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6dbJOzz9RI/AAAAAAAABQU/v9ceRMJ_Mms/s400/DSC00326.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Austin, Charlie and Aidan at the top of the barn ready to go down the spiral silo slide.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451426097915573890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6dbJzWNNoI/AAAAAAAABQc/NFCMG2D_eOc/s400/DSC00331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eli giving Austin a look like "Thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aust&lt;/span&gt; for not letting me go down this crazy thing by myself!".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451426103927886162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6dbKJvp0VI/AAAAAAAABQk/Izwp14Mvk5U/s400/DSC00339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at this playground. It's not huge, but it is AMAZING! They are just enough things to do that it keeps it interesting, but you can keep an eye on you children no matter where they are. It was not full when we were there (early evening) but I'm sure it gets full especially when they open up the outside ice cream deck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451430117113797970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6dezwBvHVI/AAAAAAAABQs/uncjzvqByXA/s400/DSC00340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This picture looks like we left them on this little cow by themselves, but actually Austin is crouched down behind them &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;holding&lt;/span&gt; on to Eli.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451430126726024946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6de0T1eDvI/AAAAAAAABQ0/m5GObJNCyRs/s400/DSC00358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They have a hollowed out log on its side for the kids to crawl through. I put Eli in it and then enlisted Austin's help to get him to look out through one of the little opening on the side. CUTE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451430133792879090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6de0uKVsfI/AAAAAAAABQ8/sFBEOKbMAYE/s400/DSC00369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was hard to take this picture because be had to look into the sun and the little boys were not thrilled with this. To be honest, neither was I!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday night to Sunday morning was uneventful. They both were asleep by 8:30. Eli was up at 5:00, had a bottle, visited for a bit, watched some TV and then went back to sleep until 8:30. Charlie woke up at 5:00 when Eli did and when I went to Aidan's room to get Eli, Charlie sat up in bed, looked at me, ripped his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tootie&lt;/span&gt; from his mouth and exclaimed "I'm done!" (as in sleeping). I said "Oh no you're not. Lay back down and go back to sleep" which he did with no argument. He got up a little before Eli.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451430137840314114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6de09PUpwI/AAAAAAAABRE/tpL5-dPOOHw/s400/DSC00371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mean come on, isn't he the SMILIEST BABY EVER!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They both had breakfast and played and were just awesome! When it came time to get Charlie dressed, he just wanted to be in his boxer briefs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451430145986005666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6de1blaCqI/AAAAAAAABRM/T-f9iT-KGpc/s400/DSC00381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Sunday afternoon, it was hard to let them go home, but we had so much fun with them and are looking forward to seeing them soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gosh how we love those little red-heads!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-8429712705395349548?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/8429712705395349548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=8429712705395349548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8429712705395349548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8429712705395349548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-to-remember.html' title='A Weekend to Remember!'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6dbIcpDPvI/AAAAAAAABQE/G9tEbDe_wfk/s72-c/DSC00315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-689012803566245036</id><published>2010-03-16T19:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T21:45:23.031-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidan's 3rd Grade "Create A Community" Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aidan has a project due tomorrow. Actually the Ebersole family has a project due. And by that I also mean Ryan and Amy Payne and Scott Swavely. Those are all the people it took to get this project done. When they say "It Takes A Village" I am positive that they are referring to third grade social studies projects. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449401083964930738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6ApaehburI/AAAAAAAABPs/vL0Mq9l-sX8/s400/DSC00283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449393920343836898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6Ai5f9EiOI/AAAAAAAABO8/ip3hxjWWm8Q/s400/DSC00284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called in reinforcement on Monday night.  Amy has such a patient way with Aidan.  Thank goodness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449393927884930306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6Ai58DAfQI/AAAAAAAABPE/uSn8qVzIuVs/s400/DSC00285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bought all the materials for the model at A.C. Moore. They have these wonderful kits from SceneARama that make model making a bit easier.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449393903714503330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6Ai4iAVCqI/AAAAAAAABOs/6mQpgSwHpa4/s400/DSC00281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also had to complete a map and a report about the island. I'm telling you - these third grade projects are killing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449393931195442786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6Ai6IYS5mI/AAAAAAAABPM/mrQzVuRy9SM/s400/DSC00290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because you know who has to type the report ("Please Mom - will you type my report for me? You do such a good job.")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449401068249846450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6ApZj-qkrI/AAAAAAAABPU/ql3TAmUpREg/s400/DSC00291.JPG" /&gt;Here is the completed model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449401072642254866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6ApZ0V5aBI/AAAAAAAABPc/J5UxzY6HNdo/s400/DSC00292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the weekend we had and the last minute scramble to get the project finished, all I can say is "Whew".  I'm glad this project is done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-689012803566245036?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/689012803566245036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=689012803566245036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/689012803566245036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/689012803566245036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/03/aidans-3rd-grade-create-community.html' title='Aidan&apos;s 3rd Grade &quot;Create A Community&quot; Project'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S6ApaehburI/AAAAAAAABPs/vL0Mq9l-sX8/s72-c/DSC00283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-5251459198611423572</id><published>2010-03-10T07:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T08:19:23.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Springtime List of To-Do's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wasn't really sure about what I wanted to blog about today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So I thought I would post some random pictures and make a list of the things I want to accomplish this spring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The first picture is of the new St. Patrick's day flag I got at A.C. Moore. It was 50% off and cost me a whopping $5.49. Not a bad deal. Since I got the flag holder for in my front flower bed and it has been bare for the past few months, I needed a pick me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446988128421149778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S5eW1-pP_FI/AAAAAAAABOE/ljr9-Qj4qfE/s400/DSC00260.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Speaking of front flower bed, the first item on my list is cleaning out the flower bed, dividing the perennials and getting the fish pond cleaned out. Our fish took a hit this winter with our major snowfall and we had quite a few casualties. The pond needs to be emptied and all the gunk cleaned out of the bottom. Then I can get the waterfall back in working order.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Along those same lines, I would like to get all the flower beds "decluttered". Since our home is so beautiful on the inside, I want the outside to be just as wonderful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And while we are at it, why not a whole yard make-over? The "burn area", chicken coop and back yard need sprucing up too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446988118972799202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S5eW1bclmOI/AAAAAAAABN8/0J_fGv1bDIM/s400/DSC00265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I put away all of my snowmen yesterday. It was very sad. I love snowmen and I hate to put all their bright and cheery faces away in the tubs to be stored in the attic until after Thanksgiving. On the bright side, Jerry brought down the Easter tubs. Inside was a kaleidoscope of Easter eggs, baskets and bunnies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I put all the plastic eggs in my new basket and it is sitting in the living room. I know, when my sweet little nephews are here in a week, they won't stay in the basket very long. That's okay, I will pick them up. I know how Charlie can't refuse a ball and some of the eggs look like footballs, baseballs, basketballs and golf balls. It would be so wrong of me to tell him he can't play with them. So I won't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446988113030829202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S5eW1FT6VJI/AAAAAAAABN0/sKtX9h0UJSY/s400/DSC00263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This last picture is of my sweet husband. I think he was about 5 years old when this was taken (circa 1978). He is the one on the left. My mother-in-law gave me this picture a couple years ago and I am looking for a frame so I can hang it in the study.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So that's about it. I think tomorrow I will write about my openly defiant child. I think my head spins around on my shoulders when I deal with him. And he knows it. Ugh. I hate dealing with myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-5251459198611423572?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/5251459198611423572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=5251459198611423572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/5251459198611423572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/5251459198611423572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/03/springtime-list-of-to-dos.html' title='A Springtime List of To-Do&apos;s'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S5eW1-pP_FI/AAAAAAAABOE/ljr9-Qj4qfE/s72-c/DSC00260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-6763893974866052002</id><published>2010-03-07T08:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T09:25:39.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brecknock Celebrity Bingo 03/05/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past Friday night was family night at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brecknock&lt;/span&gt; Elementary. The P.T.O. held a Celebrity Bingo Night in the cafeteria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jerry was approached by the president of the P.T.O. to be a celebrity. He is a lieutenant at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brecknock&lt;/span&gt; Fire Company and whenever help is needed, he is there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445896780779416850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S5O2RL3M7RI/AAAAAAAABNk/wD0T7_jqZDg/s400/DSC00252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a celebrity, your duty was to call a game of bingo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is definitely a celebrity in my book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445894206043859618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S5Oz7UOaKqI/AAAAAAAABNE/NtpMl91l2sM/s400/DSC00239.JPG" /&gt;Always the fireman, he is attempting to listen to his pager while he is being introduced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445894213664151794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S5Oz7wnOmPI/AAAAAAAABNM/mf8qoCR5_Os/s400/DSC00242.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jerry calling a game of bingo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445894220543514658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S5Oz8KPZWCI/AAAAAAAABNU/8gcM3bpybsw/s400/DSC00243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445894226732449538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S5Oz8hS8_wI/AAAAAAAABNc/61YRpYNQPdU/s400/DSC00245.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was upstaged by Screwball, the Reading &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Phillies&lt;/span&gt; mascot. You should have heard the crowd erupt when Screwball walked in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other celebrities included the voice of the U-Scan at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Redner's&lt;/span&gt; ("Please scan your Pump Perks card now"), former gym teacher Mrs. Higgins, principal Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kueny&lt;/span&gt;, former teachers Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Orzechowski&lt;/span&gt; and Mr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Engle&lt;/span&gt;, Dairy Queen owner Mr. Hamid, substitute teacher Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vandevort&lt;/span&gt; and many more that I can't remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a fantastic event. There were probably about 150 people there. Everyone had a wonderful time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445896785226230146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S5O2RcbZ6YI/AAAAAAAABNs/pR8Bo6k2NRU/s400/DSC00251.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what ACE chose as his prize when our table won a game of bingo.  A jiggly, glittery shamrock headband.  Just what every nine year-old boy needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-6763893974866052002?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/6763893974866052002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=6763893974866052002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6763893974866052002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6763893974866052002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/03/brecknock-celebrity-bingo-03052010.html' title='Brecknock Celebrity Bingo 03/05/2010'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S5O2RL3M7RI/AAAAAAAABNk/wD0T7_jqZDg/s72-c/DSC00252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-7874722037487199134</id><published>2010-03-03T07:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T08:17:42.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ACE's Energy Project</title><content type='html'>Last week, Aidan had a project due for Science.  It was a poster - an energy poster.  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It had very specific requirements and to be honest, it made me a little crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you that know me, I am a little obsessive, compulsive.  Okay maybe a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The poster had to be neat.  That is a word that is not in Aidan's vocabulary.  It meant he had to take his time and be careful.  He just wants to get it done and be on to the next item on the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am not the best parent to help him with this project.  I can help him with the pictures.  Selecting them, printing them out, but as for the actual placement of them on the poster, I defer to Jerry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444392056459189442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S45dus81XMI/AAAAAAAABMs/QjkT_D4xtx0/s400/DSC00233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has a much more laid back approach and that works better with Aidan.  Not my high strung "YOU HAVE TO BE CAREFUL!!!!  NEATNESS COUNTS FOR 5 POINTS!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Jerry helped his youngest son complete the project.  And we, er he, got an A+.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444392071115404946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S45dvjjJdpI/AAAAAAAABM8/yUVpSVY2PQg/s400/DSC00238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh I'm glad we're doing so well in 3rd grade science.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's a picture thrown in just for fun.  We picked up the boys lacrosse &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;uniforms&lt;/span&gt; last night.  Austin wasn't thrilled with the idea of putting it on for picture, but ACE is always game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was so thrilled to get #61.  That was Christopher's number and he idolizes him so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S45duNTtDLI/AAAAAAAABMk/jsfUiqz76qg/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444392047965179058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S45duNTtDLI/AAAAAAAABMk/jsfUiqz76qg/s400/DSC00232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-7874722037487199134?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/7874722037487199134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=7874722037487199134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7874722037487199134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7874722037487199134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/03/aces-energy-project.html' title='ACE&apos;s Energy Project'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S45dus81XMI/AAAAAAAABMs/QjkT_D4xtx0/s72-c/DSC00233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-7786562970774490911</id><published>2010-03-01T07:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T11:11:46.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A Long Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That sounds terrible, but it wasn't. The Ebersole family had a long and tiring weekend but it was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past Saturday was the Mustang Open Wrestling Tournament at Governor Mifflin High School.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over 300 wrestlers from southeastern Pennsylvania, Delaware, New Jersey and who knows where else came to Shillington to compete in the open tournament for students in Junior High and younger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great day. I am merely a worker at the tournament and I had several people come up to me to tell me how wonderful the tournament was. "Great food!" I heard and "Fantastic tournament. Definitely worth the two hour drive!" I was told. I passed these comments on to the director. What great people we have coming to our tournament!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ending to our day was not until 8:00 pm (from 7:30 in the morning) but we have such wonderful people in the wrestling club, they made the day go fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another great thing was ACE took third place. He was happy with that I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443697419777323378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S4vl9hqJsXI/AAAAAAAABL8/mqaAEEGDPWU/s400/DSC00229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443697431466709666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S4vl-NNHkqI/AAAAAAAABME/FGMwPBxYkd4/s400/DSC00228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here he is with his new piece of hardware. I love the bronze medal. It's such a pretty color.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443697439810630866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S4vl-sSdtNI/AAAAAAAABMU/6Q_S0RLN-Hw/s400/DSC00224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the bruise above his right eye. He got this sometime during his first match. He has no idea how he got it and neither do I. I did not watch him wrestle on Saturday. After the last tournament at Cocalico and hearing him yell out in pain, I can't do it. It is a mother's instinct to protect her child and there wasn't a thing I could do to protect him. That is tough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443697434562086946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S4vl-YvHSCI/AAAAAAAABMM/fyqfhQ4hQvU/s400/DSC00225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I am going to have to get over that as he is going to continue his school sporting career for the next nine years (oh my gosh that seems like a long time right now).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It would be different if he played sports that weren't so physical, but alas, this is Aidan and if he can't hurt somebody, he isn't going to play it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, ACE is done with his 2009-2010 wrestling season. It was a tough year for him, but one full of accomplishments. We are so proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, where is all that lacrosse equipment?&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/5602874397771979168-7786562970774490911?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/7786562970774490911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=7786562970774490911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7786562970774490911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7786562970774490911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-long-weekend.html' title='It&apos;s Been A Long Weekend!'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S4vl9hqJsXI/AAAAAAAABL8/mqaAEEGDPWU/s72-c/DSC00229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-6531355270686290727</id><published>2010-02-20T12:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T14:26:02.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day of Goodness (and GOODIES!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Look what I got for my birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;An iTunes gift card (a definite winner in my book!). I never thought I would download as many songs as I do - but, I DO!!! I love being able to just buy the songs I like rather than a whole album that I may only like one or two songs on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440404333605823474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S4Ay6rsSI_I/AAAAAAAABLs/8vy6WvE71aE/s400/DSC00211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A little gift box. And oh - what does it say on it? PANDORA! (In the background are the flowers that the wonderful girls I work with got for me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440404313225840914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S4Ay5fxUSRI/AAAAAAAABLU/eGx2JpLODzQ/s400/DSC00205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the little gift box was not one, but two - count 'em - two charms for my bracelet. One is a football and the other is an adorable little turtle that I ogled last weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440404319576291346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S4Ay53bYeBI/AAAAAAAABLc/dnIYT9AUcy8/s400/DSC00207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here are the charms on my bracelet. I have to say I now have a serious addiction to Pandora charms. They are so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440404330420018914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S4Ay6f0unuI/AAAAAAAABLk/LNUyww_lVXw/s400/DSC00210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And here is the most precious gift. Today in the mail I received a package from my Aunt Deb. Inside the package were the Cat's Meow I had gotten for my grandparents over the years. I knew that they were coming because my Dad asked me last week if I had gotten a package from Deb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Also inside was a letter from her explaining about the Cat's Meow and small bag that was also inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aunt Deb wrote that she and Aunt Lin had taken Gran's grandmother's ring and had necklaces made for the grandchildren. It is a heart necklace with my birthstone from the ring along with Gran's birthstone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I cried. It is such a thoughtful token. I am so happy to wear it. It is beautiful. Just like Gran.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440404336657096178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S4Ay63Dw3fI/AAAAAAAABL0/PovLNu4FKEY/s400/DSC00216.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-6531355270686290727?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/6531355270686290727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=6531355270686290727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6531355270686290727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6531355270686290727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-of-goodness-and-goodies.html' title='A Day of Goodness (and GOODIES!)'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S4Ay6rsSI_I/AAAAAAAABLs/8vy6WvE71aE/s72-c/DSC00211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-5461428994744752143</id><published>2010-02-19T19:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T09:20:51.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>thirty-eight today</title><content type='html'>And that doesn't seem so bad when you consider it could stated as....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...1982 weeks&lt;br /&gt;...13,880 days&lt;br /&gt;...333,120 hours&lt;br /&gt;...19,987,200 minutes&lt;br /&gt;...1,199,232,000 seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this short period of time on God's green earth I have experienced what it is like to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...be lucky enough to have known my great-great grandmother and great-grandmother&lt;br /&gt;...have the two best parents in the world&lt;br /&gt;...be the oldest of three girls&lt;br /&gt;...have a close relationship with my grandparents, uncles, aunts and cousins&lt;br /&gt;...be married to my best friend for over 17 years and love him more each day&lt;br /&gt;...be a mother to a teenager who gives me joy and grief daily&lt;br /&gt;...be a mother to a new millenium baby who lives life to the fullest at age 9&lt;br /&gt;...have a family who truly loves and supports me no matter what&lt;br /&gt;...almost lose it all and then hold it even closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just want to say thank you to everyone who has helped to create who I am today. It has been wonderful so far!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-5461428994744752143?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/5461428994744752143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=5461428994744752143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/5461428994744752143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/5461428994744752143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/02/thirty-eight-today.html' title='thirty-eight today'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-2920763088211908661</id><published>2010-02-19T07:30:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:46:13.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a couple pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S36VozimuRI/AAAAAAAABK0/wR0-1gQ4Xt0/s1600-h/DSC00183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439949928172796178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S36VozimuRI/AAAAAAAABK0/wR0-1gQ4Xt0/s400/DSC00183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;I took this picture the other night of ACE. He had curled up next to his father on the sofa and fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I couldn't help it. He is so angelic - when he's sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On our way to Harrisburg for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sportman's&lt;/span&gt; Show, between our house and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bowmansville&lt;/span&gt; we got behind this front end loader that was probably going to help dig someone out of the snow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439942936492215010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S36PR1gDiuI/AAAAAAAABJ8/N3wgVUl7kg0/s400/DSC00161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The following are pictures Jerry took when the four of us were at the Sportsman's Show in Harrisburg on February 12.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are some of the taxidermy exhibits that were in Harrisburg. I find them fascinating. Not that I would want one in my house mind you, but they are beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439942940592656018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S36PSExrTpI/AAAAAAAABKE/QGhfPGV8Rvc/s400/DSC00167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439944759501431618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S36Q78vUo0I/AAAAAAAABKk/ze8D9G1du1k/s400/DSC00172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439942965475080322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S36PTheG-II/AAAAAAAABKc/oqKeegVNgv4/s400/DSC00171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439942949536017538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S36PSmF8LII/AAAAAAAABKM/UM-EHTlphSo/s400/DSC00168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439942955612852786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S36PS8uxUjI/AAAAAAAABKU/5MXm7hOmzoQ/s400/DSC00170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And lastly, here is Aidan about to be devoured by a ferocious lion. And look, he's not even afraid. What a surprise.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439944766158231250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S36Q8VibVtI/AAAAAAAABKs/djTpGmMGpM4/s400/DSC00173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2920763088211908661?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2920763088211908661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2920763088211908661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2920763088211908661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2920763088211908661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-couple-pics.html' title='Just a couple pics'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S36VozimuRI/AAAAAAAABK0/wR0-1gQ4Xt0/s72-c/DSC00183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-6198182922490398613</id><published>2010-02-18T20:24:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T20:51:25.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ACE Display My Art</title><content type='html'>Aidan is once again doing the Display My Art fundraiser for school. Today he brought home his magnet to show us what he drew for his project. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a bison and/or buffalo and it took my breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is a really good little artist. I always love the artwork he does for this fundraiser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439761035547770738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S33p1zrV_3I/AAAAAAAABJM/Y3NCe0Fytrw/s400/DSC00186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439761047310269618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S33p2ffvfLI/AAAAAAAABJU/sGFRA_9_SYU/s400/DSC00192.JPG" /&gt;I took three pictures of the order form with the prices. Hope you can see them because I really don't feel like typing them all out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439765130229822962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S33tkJjntfI/AAAAAAAABJc/qBpBy8AbY6M/s400/DSC00193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439765133748599170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S33tkWqj-YI/AAAAAAAABJk/E3Mhpa3sksQ/s400/DSC00195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439765142219081378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S33tk2OFRqI/AAAAAAAABJs/Q5WkFapbNjU/s400/DSC00198.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so proud of this and will have a tough time picking what treasures I want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-6198182922490398613?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/6198182922490398613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=6198182922490398613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6198182922490398613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6198182922490398613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/02/ace-display-my-art.html' title='ACE Display My Art'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S33p1zrV_3I/AAAAAAAABJM/Y3NCe0Fytrw/s72-c/DSC00186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-2510339747102568266</id><published>2010-02-16T07:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T08:00:34.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Valentine &amp; Birthday present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you may well know, this past weekend was Valentine's Day.  I had hinted around about wanting a Pandora bracelet, but I did some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; research and decided that I didn't want one that bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine my surprise when my husband presented me with this bag from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gehman&lt;/span&gt; Jewelers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438819813898106018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S3qRzfzAtKI/AAAAAAAABIk/VB9UbbWoMuc/s400/DSC00174.JPG" /&gt;I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in fact&lt;/span&gt; kind of mad.  I started to cry, telling him "I don't deserve this" and I may have threatened to give him a tap someplace he didn't want tapped.  I had told him that I didn't want him to spend the money on something impractical like this and I didn't "need" it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438819817071875010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S3qRzrnsk8I/AAAAAAAABIs/WRJFSgEIUlM/s400/DSC00175.JPG" /&gt;Inside the bag was a small box wrapped in this beautiful wrapping paper and awesome bow.  (He would like to take credit for the wrap job I'm sure!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I opened the box...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438819821811530402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S3qRz9Rt-qI/AAAAAAAABI0/WiXAiHWAj2w/s400/DSC00178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And inside was this beautiful Pandora bracelet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438819827494575666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S3qR0ScqXjI/AAAAAAAABI8/a9lvBsUbaqo/s400/DSC00179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With three charms that Jerry picked out himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A silver heart with a pink stone.  A silver charm with purple stones.  And a silver tribal art charm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438819832097353314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S3qR0jmDLmI/AAAAAAAABJE/11ynLqBG5v4/s400/DSC00181.JPG" /&gt;I absolutely love it.  It is the perfect gift for me.  And for Jerry too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever he is at a loss for something to get me - a Pandora charm will do very nicely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2510339747102568266?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2510339747102568266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2510339747102568266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2510339747102568266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2510339747102568266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-valentine-birthday-present.html' title='My Valentine &amp; Birthday present'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S3qRzfzAtKI/AAAAAAAABIk/VB9UbbWoMuc/s72-c/DSC00174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-2255766681969615217</id><published>2010-02-07T14:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T14:17:23.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 87 degrees??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jerry comes in telling me he needed me to take his picture. He was going to put shorts on.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435582045029236370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S28REi11fpI/AAAAAAAABIc/finym8l9KaY/s400/DSC00131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember we have over 20 inches of snow on the ground.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435582037266901202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S28REF7JqNI/AAAAAAAABIU/J_46exdifxM/s400/DSC00132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He thought he was so funny sitting on the front porch without a coat and the thermometer reads 87.3 degrees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Austin was shoveling the sidewalk while this was going on.  Poor kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2255766681969615217?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2255766681969615217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2255766681969615217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2255766681969615217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2255766681969615217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-87-degrees.html' title='It&apos;s 87 degrees??'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S28REi11fpI/AAAAAAAABIc/finym8l9KaY/s72-c/DSC00131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-2091877374052709008</id><published>2010-02-07T09:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T10:28:44.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why it's SNOW!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S27Wiz68e6I/AAAAAAAABIM/igj2HgbXMv8/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435517693824105378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S27Wiz68e6I/AAAAAAAABIM/igj2HgbXMv8/s400/DSC00130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It snowed here in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brecknock&lt;/span&gt;. And I mean SNOWED! &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435143571401467778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S22CSBSh54I/AAAAAAAABG8/xFKeNqR5i1A/s400/DSC00114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435143578050972674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S22CSaD5TAI/AAAAAAAABHE/tieZ9Q4GExw/s400/DSC00115.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is kind of scary when they stop referring to the amount of snowfall in inches and they start referring to it as "crippling".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435517665843046178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S27WhLrvZyI/AAAAAAAABH0/A58oRatSB10/s400/DSC00126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435517678115769570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S27Wh5ZyTOI/AAAAAAAABH8/Ws1JW8utinE/s400/DSC00127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435517686232227682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S27WiXo5n2I/AAAAAAAABIE/fGn_VBPlcvc/s400/DSC00128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My poor little car &amp;amp; Jerry's van buried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We probably got about 20 inches of snow from Friday night to Saturday afternoon with more predicted for the middle of the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did my "thing" when it snows - cooked, baked, cleaned. The boys were out shoveling/playing and then inside playing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Playstation&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435144947501940946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S22DiHqcwNI/AAAAAAAABHk/lBbOTECurX8/s400/DSC00121.JPG" /&gt;Austin shoveling the front sidewalk. He did a great job! &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435144953373966018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S22DidicvsI/AAAAAAAABHs/KSRj2yp7nsE/s400/DSC00122.JPG" /&gt;Austin and Aidan playing in the side yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The dogs didn't know what to think. There are no pictures of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ruger&lt;/span&gt; because he doesn't waste any time doing his business. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cabela&lt;/span&gt;, however, trots to the beat of her own drummer, leisurely going around sniffing everything and not caring that it is freezing out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435143586189184850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S22CS4YMj1I/AAAAAAAABHM/90PyOGBYpeg/s400/DSC00116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435143593356619922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S22CTTFC8JI/AAAAAAAABHU/jGzBmTPZQzE/s400/DSC00118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435143600771781442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S22CTus9U0I/AAAAAAAABHc/lUfht6myLYc/s400/DSC00120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See our little brown tank barreling through the snow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I must admit that I think the snow is beautiful. Like many other things in my life, I love the thought of "it" (the "it" being snow at the moment) but I don't like the reality of "it". I think I don't like it here because everything stops when it snows. You don't go anywhere, you can't do anything. I mean it. Everything closes or never opens and no one goes anywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They have the fire company run all EMS calls because of the extended ETA of the ambulance. So, Jerry was out a few times with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thank goodness for our wonderful neighbor who faithfully comes down and plows us out. I can't imagine all the backbreaking labor Jerry and the boys would have to do if John didn't come and plow us out! I do not shovel. I have a tough enough time keeping warm INSIDE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today the sun is out and a new day is here. Maybe I will get some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; of the boys out in the snow if they choose to brave it. Other than that, I will be inside doing my thing - cooking, baking and cleaning - OH MY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2091877374052709008?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2091877374052709008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2091877374052709008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2091877374052709008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2091877374052709008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-its-snow.html' title='Why it&apos;s SNOW!!'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S27Wiz68e6I/AAAAAAAABIM/igj2HgbXMv8/s72-c/DSC00130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-7543362665560010743</id><published>2010-02-05T07:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T07:45:08.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Thoughts on Today 02/04/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/01/few-thoughts-on-today.html"&gt;A Few Thoughts on Today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR TODAY... from Tracy's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Daybook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window... A somewhat grey day. Snow is definitely on its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking... What a great weekend it's going to be - snowed in with my boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for... Everything. God is good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing... My pajamas &amp;amp; bathrobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am remembering... that I need to send a couple birthday cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going... to get showered and ready for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading... Picture Perfect by Jodi &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Picoult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping... that we can still gt to Angelo's tomorrow to get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ACE's&lt;/span&gt; LAX equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind... maybe we'll get an earl dismissal today???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing that... the house is pretty well cleaned up - wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering these words... once you say it, you can't take it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen... for once - not a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house... everything is pretty swell in Bullfrog Hollow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...  this morning cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my picture journal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434738784139925858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S2wSITOy2WI/AAAAAAAABG0/56otEeHRIOY/s400/DSC00113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My eldest son reading at the kitchen table last night &amp;amp; not wanting Mom to take his picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-7543362665560010743?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/7543362665560010743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=7543362665560010743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7543362665560010743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7543362665560010743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/02/few-thoughts-on-today-02042010.html' title='A Few Thoughts on Today 02/04/2010'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S2wSITOy2WI/AAAAAAAABG0/56otEeHRIOY/s72-c/DSC00113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-6533791260451533556</id><published>2010-02-01T08:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T08:29:51.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jerry's Valentine/Birthday present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For those of you who know what the past year has been like for our family, you know Jerry has been through a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Between taking care of me through three surgeries &amp;amp; being the only parent who could actually do stuff for our sons to dealing with the illness and death of his mother he has been a rock.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Jerry rarely buys anything for himself. He often goes without to make sure that the boys are not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So we have been trying to save money for a new television. We haven't bought a new t.v. in a long time and he has had his eye on a flat screen for a couple years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well his dream finally came true yesterday. Not that we were planning on buying a new tv, we were "just looking". But he would have been crazy to pass up this deal at Wal-Mart. So even though it makes me sick to spend money like this, he got a new Sony television for in the living room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433265605547988178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S2bWSBUJFNI/AAAAAAAABGs/a_jE1gmqITo/s400/DSC00111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He deserves it. Now I just need to find a cabinet to go underneath it to hold all of the game system/receivers and such.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-6533791260451533556?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/6533791260451533556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=6533791260451533556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6533791260451533556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6533791260451533556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/02/jerrys-valentinebirthday-present.html' title='Jerry&apos;s Valentine/Birthday present'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S2bWSBUJFNI/AAAAAAAABGs/a_jE1gmqITo/s72-c/DSC00111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-1375356024303901648</id><published>2010-01-31T10:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T10:26:00.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Would love a new look for our blog!</title><content type='html'>I am entering a contest to win a new look for our family blog.  Hope we win!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-1375356024303901648?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/1375356024303901648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=1375356024303901648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/1375356024303901648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/1375356024303901648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/01/would-love-new-look-for-our-blog.html' title='Would love a new look for our blog!'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-4839721868287146645</id><published>2010-01-31T07:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T08:11:21.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gino Capone Wrestling Tournament 01/30/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ACE had a wrestling tournament this past Saturday. The Gino Capone Tournament in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mahanoy&lt;/span&gt; City which is in Schuylkill County, about an hour and a half from home. Doesn't that just sound bad-ass??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We departed the house at 6:45 and rode in relative silence (Aidan slept most of the way). Made a stop in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pottsville&lt;/span&gt; (no, not to stop at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yuengling&lt;/span&gt;) at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dunkin&lt;/span&gt; Donuts to get Aidan some fuel and arrived at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mahanoy&lt;/span&gt; City High School at 8:30 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know who designs these schools, but I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;relatively&lt;/span&gt; sure that they don't think about the proximity of the parking lot to the gymnasium. Isn't it a safe bet that most of your parking will be used at events where the gym is being used? And that said, wouldn't you make sure that the people going to these events wouldn't have to freeze half to death walking the block it is from the parking lot to the entrance? Okay, enough about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aidan had a great day. He wrestled the best he has so far this year. Jerry &amp;amp; I were so proud of him. It was a round robin tournament which means we were there for six hours, but he got in some fantastic wrestling against different wrestlers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He came in fourth, but he was not upset when he lost. He took it in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stride&lt;/span&gt; and I hope this means he is maturing and the melt downs after he loses will get fewer and farther in between.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few of him wrestling and a few of me with the bizarre statues at the entrance to the gym. They are the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mahanoy&lt;/span&gt; City Golden Bears...so why is there a statue of Abraham Lincoln and...Santa Claus??? I wish there would have been a plaque stating who the Santa Claus looking man was. Kind of creepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433260331099884978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S2bRfAduDbI/AAAAAAAABGk/b2YFJX9rgG0/s400/DSC00088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433252464041522626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S2bKVFY19cI/AAAAAAAABFc/x-UZBsig9wc/s400/DSC00086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433252455871849906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S2bKUm9CpbI/AAAAAAAABFU/gA7iV86Dx4s/s400/DSC00084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433252473457604034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S2bKVodz9cI/AAAAAAAABFs/ldx-3SfKsgc/s400/DSC00092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433252476086519986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S2bKVyQmCLI/AAAAAAAABF0/2iTFPXj0Z2A/s400/DSC00093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ACE's&lt;/span&gt; medal to add to his collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433258365654202018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S2bPsmm89qI/AAAAAAAABGU/VFQuXd5CPxE/s400/DSC00106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433258357398051058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S2bPsH2iGPI/AAAAAAAABGM/njZWMiOi2qo/s400/DSC00107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the shirt he got. It's white, not my first or last choice, but he hasn't gotten a shirt at a tournament yet, so we caved and got him this one with his signature ACE on the back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433256519896649746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S2bOBKoD0BI/AAAAAAAABGE/d23GV7J8-WE/s400/DSC00108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433260329559579794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S2bRe6ue3JI/AAAAAAAABGc/rT_3Bhv8tzo/s400/DSC00109.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are happy he doesn't have a tournament this coming weekend and are hoping that a Saturday night dinner with a certain family is possible. Jerry &amp;amp; I need us some Felly time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-4839721868287146645?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/4839721868287146645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=4839721868287146645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4839721868287146645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4839721868287146645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/02/gino-capone-wrestling-tournament.html' title='Gino Capone Wrestling Tournament 01/30/2010'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S2bRfAduDbI/AAAAAAAABGk/b2YFJX9rgG0/s72-c/DSC00088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-3709683376359031563</id><published>2010-01-26T15:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T16:23:37.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Thoughts on Today</title><content type='html'>FOR TODAY... from Tracy's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Daybook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window...the neighbor trimming the apple trees, precariously perched out on a limb - Oh God I hope he doesn't fall - don't look&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...That tonight's gonna be a good night, tonight's gonna be a good good night, can you feel it?&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for... my husband &amp;amp; sons&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...Black work-out pants, Tony Schumacher T-Shirt, Steelers sweatshirt&lt;br /&gt;I am remembering...last night and dinner with Tricia&lt;br /&gt;I am going... to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ACE's&lt;/span&gt; wrestling practice &amp;amp; then working out&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading...Picture Perfect by Jodi &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Picoult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping... that I can start making cards again&lt;br /&gt;On my mind... Lots!&lt;br /&gt;Noticing that...I am very selfish&lt;br /&gt;Pondering these words... Pain is weakness leaving the body&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen... pizza &amp;amp; green bean fries&lt;br /&gt;Around the house... putting away laundry and going through school paperwork&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...A cozy house with candles burning, cookies in the oven &amp;amp; snuggling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my picture journal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431157421034322658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S19Y5h_6OuI/AAAAAAAABFM/WIWmpf8tjE0/s400/Charlie+Camo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-3709683376359031563?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/3709683376359031563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=3709683376359031563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3709683376359031563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3709683376359031563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/01/few-thoughts-on-today.html' title='A Few Thoughts on Today'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S19Y5h_6OuI/AAAAAAAABFM/WIWmpf8tjE0/s72-c/Charlie+Camo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-580402110198818882</id><published>2010-01-26T07:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T08:10:21.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday Math - Ugghhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aidan is doing "Everyday Math". For those of you who don't know what it is, sorry I can't help you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The only thing I can say about it is - it works. I don't know how or why, but it works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So last night he has homework in which he has to cut something out of the homework paper, fold &amp;amp; glue it to make a shape. Then he has to answer questions about the shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431032799940657730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S17njoP1QkI/AAAAAAAABFE/5xnNh-fq-IE/s400/DSC00075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431032790323380530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S17njEa5QTI/AAAAAAAABE8/_zwKZC7CNx0/s400/DSC00076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The first question is: What is this 3-D shape called?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank God they send home an answer book at the beginning of the year.  Why it's a pentagonal prism of course.  At this point I'm thinking "Aidan's 3rd grade math homework is going to kick my butt again!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Question 2:  What is the shape of the base?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A-HA!!  I know this one!  It's a pentagon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Question 3:  What is the shape of the other faces?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Once I again - I know!!  I know!!  A rectangle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Question 4:  How many edges does in have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We use a marker to count the edges...The suspense is killing me!  It has 15 edges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Question 5:  How many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vertices&lt;/span&gt; does the shape have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tracy's question:  What the heck are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vertices&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After a quick consult of the book, I discover that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vertices&lt;/span&gt; are corners.  My little math whiz says there are 10 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vertices&lt;/span&gt;, five on the bottom and five on the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431032787705219874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S17ni6qrSyI/AAAAAAAABE0/iexAaKPU-RY/s400/DSC00078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank goodness somebody pays attention in class because it sure isn't me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-580402110198818882?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/580402110198818882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=580402110198818882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/580402110198818882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/580402110198818882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/01/everyday-math-ugghhh.html' title='Everyday Math - Ugghhh'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S17njoP1QkI/AAAAAAAABFE/5xnNh-fq-IE/s72-c/DSC00075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-6566872703588889114</id><published>2010-01-24T11:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T11:48:54.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom!  It's Vegas Gold!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aidan wrestled in a tournament yesterday at Schuylkill Valley High School.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although he didn't do his best, he came away with a new set of headgear. Which he really liked when he saw them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reality of new headgear was not that great, but I digress. He went out to look at the merchandise table with his father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I liked the t-shirts they had. One said "It is better to have wrestled and lost than it is to play basketball". Another "Pain is weakness leaving the body".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He came back with a new set of headgear. Which he apparently needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first thing he said to me when he came back up in the bleachers is "Mom, they're Vegas Gold!". &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430346119634784482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1x3BkxAkOI/AAAAAAAABEc/1FuKEcXhQDE/s400/DSC00071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you that don't know, Governor &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mifflin's&lt;/span&gt; school colors are maroon and gold. But not just any gold - Vegas Gold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Aidan was thrilled to have headgear that color. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430346130942293122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1x3CO47dII/AAAAAAAABEk/Nrljl-aPCOo/s400/DSC00069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430346131642775458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1x3CRf796I/AAAAAAAABEs/1M_oUN32074/s400/DSC00052.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt Merry will be so proud.&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/5602874397771979168-6566872703588889114?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/6566872703588889114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=6566872703588889114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6566872703588889114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/6566872703588889114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/01/mom-its-vegas-gold.html' title='Mom!  It&apos;s Vegas Gold!'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1x3BkxAkOI/AAAAAAAABEc/1FuKEcXhQDE/s72-c/DSC00071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-2932336457389171887</id><published>2010-01-21T07:06:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T15:42:45.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is it ALWAYS my fault?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This morning Austin is not going to school. He is sick for the second day in a row.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maybe it's the cynical side of me that doesn't believe him. I had to be a pretty good actress to get my mother to let me stay home from school. He says his stomach hurts &amp;amp; he feels like he is going to throw up. All Jerry has to hear is "throw-up". He turns on a heel and promptly exits Austin's room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then Jerry comes back into our bedroom, wakes me to tell me that Austin isn't going to school again today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay fine. Fast forward to 7:00 am when it is time to get Aidan up for school. He has been battling a sinus cold and is not sympathetic to his brother at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I ask him how is feeling this morning. He says "Well I still have a cold!". I ask him does he feel bad? He says "No, not really.". I then ask him what he wants to wear this morning. He proceeds to go on a minute long rant about his brother staying home from school again and maybe if he went to school his stomach wouldn't hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I tell him that I am not going to stay in his room and have him lecture me about why his brother should go to school. He can get himself ready and then come downstairs and get his own breakfast to which he replies "Fine! I'm not coming down and I am not going to school!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can hear him upstairs getting ready and he has plenty of time to eat before the bus comes but I am waiting for the meltdown from last week about not having enough time to eat his cereal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh wait, here he is. Dressed &amp;amp; getting his breakfast. "Sorry Mom for yelling at you" he says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am still going to work regardless of the fact if he is going or not. They are making Cheese Dreams especially for me today to have with tomato soup. Oh-My-God I love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2932336457389171887?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2932336457389171887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2932336457389171887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2932336457389171887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2932336457389171887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-is-it-always-my-fault.html' title='Why is it ALWAYS my fault?'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-3932385652332594709</id><published>2010-01-20T14:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T15:21:57.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Away from "Home"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wasn't really sure what to title this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved away from Harbor Creek, PA in February of 1992. Jerry and I had gotten engaged at Christmas and I thought the logical thing to do was move to where he was. He had a full time job &amp;amp; I was anxious to move away. Or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was madly in love with the first guy who loved me for me. I didn't really think about what would happen if I lived away from my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let me just say that I was so homesick for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Firman&lt;/span&gt; Road that all&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I had to do was think about my parents and grandparents and I was a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I would call home to cry, my mother would give me the tough love speech. "You chose to move there" she would say. So in essence she was telling me to suck it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not happy that she didn't coddle me and tell me that she and Daddy would make everything better and I could come back home. Nope she told me what I needed to hear. God I hate it when she's right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a big girl and I would have to learn to make a home with Jerry and someday our children here in Berks County.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envisioned a life like I had. But that didn't happen here in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brecknock&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did happen here was I learned to be independent. I like my little, simple life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if my parents ever minded that their neighbors were their relatives. I mean I loved the fact that I could go next door &amp;amp; always have someone to play with or walk in through the vineyards &amp;amp; orchard and see my grandparents any time I wanted. But, can you ever really get away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like that my children will not have a relationship with their grandparents like I did with mine. Don't get me wrong, they love Saba &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shamma&lt;/span&gt; with all their hearts but they can't just go next door &amp;amp; see them. It takes a little planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe it will encourage them to be a little more independent than I was. I hated being away from home because it forced me take responsibility for myself &amp;amp; my family. And you know what? I was OKAY! There are times when it is tough. When there programs at school and sporting events that because of the distance, Saba and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shamma&lt;/span&gt; can't be here. They always make sure that the boys know that they wish they could be, but life happens for everyone and you just learn to cherish every moment you have with them and not take them for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank my parents for their tough love. I know as a parent myself I hate when I can't help the boys, when they have to learn something "the hard way". But that's what my parents did for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made me learn something the hard away. And I thank them for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-3932385652332594709?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/3932385652332594709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=3932385652332594709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3932385652332594709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3932385652332594709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/01/living-away-from-home.html' title='Living Away from &quot;Home&quot;'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-4044474023834540160</id><published>2010-01-19T07:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T09:02:10.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was going to write about the laziness that is becoming an epidemic with the Y chromosomes in my household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I wrote about it, I started to feel bad. They can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I am going to write about some of the things I am thankful for, instead of bitterly complaining about the lack of intuition that exists in Bullfrog Hollow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The changes in the seasons. I always think how boring it would be if it just stayed warm &amp;amp; green all year long. I love the changes in the landscape &amp;amp; even the temperature. I think the seasons changing in sure evidence of the existence of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A new lesson at Monday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt; Bible study. We are now studying "Enough - Faith in the Midst of Financial Crisis". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My husband. Even though he drives my psycho most days, I am forever thankful for his unconditional love &amp;amp; his willingness to do what ever makes me happy (except move to Erie :-p).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Austin, my 14 year going on 30 year old son. How did this happen? You went from being a little boy to a young man all in the blink if an eye. You are trying to find your way to a mark on this world &amp;amp; I am so proud of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aidan my 9 year-old Tasmanian Devil. Your crazy antics &amp;amp; devilish persona are a constant source of laughter. I always tell you how boring life would be without you. I truly mean that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My parents - always there - no matter what - with various kinds of support. I can't say how grateful I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My sisters. There is a bond between sisters that men will never understand. Jerry always &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wants&lt;/span&gt; to know how we can be so mad at each other one second &amp;amp; then turn around and be laughing and carrying on. I don't know. I'm just glad that they are mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So that's it - for today. I am thankful. That's what I'll be thinking about instead of all the chores that aren't getting done.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-4044474023834540160?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/4044474023834540160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=4044474023834540160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4044474023834540160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4044474023834540160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-thankful.html' title='I Am Thankful'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-1684359027397421596</id><published>2010-01-16T21:28:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:51:51.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ACE's Wrestling Tournament at Daniel Boone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A Sunday tournament? You bet. There is no school tomorrow, so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We got up bright and early and headed out the door to Daniel Boone High School.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fifteen &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mifflin&lt;/span&gt; wrestlers participated in this open tournament and it was crazy. The gymnasium was packed with wrestlers &amp;amp; their support staffs (parents, siblings, coaches, etc.).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aidan had weighed in on Thursday night &amp;amp; he weighed 70.5 pounds, which means he had to wrestle in the 73 pound bracket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was kind of confusing with the way the brackets were set up. He needed to win his first match or he was done for the day. I told him this &amp;amp; he was not affected by it at all. He just said "Okay" and I left it at that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;His first match he won with a pin. Now on to match number two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He lost this match by decision. Wrestlers have found it is very hard to pin Aidan. His shoulder joints are so loose &amp;amp; his pain tolerance is very high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428097506803090370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1R57FMug8I/AAAAAAAABDc/ohpepzR-n5Y/s400/DSC09942.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428100156206495266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1R8VS_uNiI/AAAAAAAABEE/UZUqijmAXJ4/s400/DSC09943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was not upset by this loss. He wanted his customary snack after wrestling and then sat in the bleachers listening to his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; hanging out with the other wrestlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428097522284357378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1R57-3v5wI/AAAAAAAABDs/TcSga9oJXYY/s400/DSC09946.JPG" /&gt; His third match he won by decision. At this point I realize we are in this for the long haul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428097527420727698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1R58SAWsZI/AAAAAAAABD0/zzDItzxCIis/s400/DSC09953.JPG" /&gt;He was ready to take on his fourth competitor who he thought was a kid from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brandywine&lt;/span&gt;. Well, someone screwed up the brackets &amp;amp; he ended up wrestling the kid who beat him in the second round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry said you could tell he was defeated before he even wrestled the kid. The "look" in his eyes. One of our coaches even went over to the scoring table &amp;amp; said that this wasn't the kid that Aidan was supposed to be wrestling, but they said it was who they had on their papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan lost to the boy &amp;amp; after the match was over, Jerry went to the head table to plead Aidan's case. Well, those guys from Daniel Boone didn't know who they were dealing with. They WERE wrong (and we found out later it wasn't the first time) and Aidan got fourth place. Another trophy for his collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428097533387211106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1R58oO4AWI/AAAAAAAABD8/BBzOTtEmus4/s400/DSC09960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was pretty happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want to say a special thank you to our friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dotterer&lt;/span&gt;. When Aidan came off the mat after he lost that fourth match. he was upset. He was sitting behind &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt;. She turned around &amp;amp; started talking to him. She said "Aidan, did you try your hardest?" to which he answered "Yes.". She said "Now look me in the eyes. If you went out on that mat and tried your hardest and didn't give up, then you have nothing to be upset about. You did your best and that's all that matters.". And just like that, the tears stopped &amp;amp; he was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shamma&lt;/span&gt;, me - we have all tried this with him. But coming from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; - he believed it. She said it not because she had to. Which is what he thinks about the rest of us. So thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; for making my little boy feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-1684359027397421596?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/1684359027397421596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=1684359027397421596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/1684359027397421596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/1684359027397421596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/01/aces-wrestling-tournament-at-daniel.html' title='ACE&apos;s Wrestling Tournament at Daniel Boone'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1R57FMug8I/AAAAAAAABDc/ohpepzR-n5Y/s72-c/DSC09942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-219322621392035701</id><published>2010-01-16T09:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T10:08:00.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do You Explain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That it's okay to lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are constantly surrounded by images of the "winners". No one ever gets heralded for losing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet I am supposed to try to make my 9 year-old feel okay about losing his wrestling matches last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427353867564681650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1HVllKJCbI/AAAAAAAABDU/5ujTciUGCQU/s400/DSC09914.JPG" /&gt;He was discouraged. He cried (which he hates to do) and then tried to justify one of the losses saying "It wasn't even my match! I just wrestled the kid because they asked me to".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he told us that he wasn't wrestling anymore. He didn't care. He was done. He still had one more scheduled match. One of the last matches of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427353864725277858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1HVlalLLKI/AAAAAAAABDM/cP8XxIv2bKs/s400/DSC09881.JPG" /&gt;I just let him go. Didn't coddle him - just let him be. He was so pathetic sitting there on the side of the mat with a tear rolling down his cheek. It is so hard for me not wrap him up in my arms in tell him "It' s okay buddy. You did your best &amp;amp; that's all that matters". He doesn't want to hear that. He just wants to be left alone -or so I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should ask him what he wants me to do when he is upset after he loses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427353858729811874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1HVlEPvn6I/AAAAAAAABDE/jg9punmV2wI/s400/DSC09879.JPG" /&gt;He will probably say "I don't know Mom...Go and get me a snack?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427353836226254386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1HVjwaeljI/AAAAAAAABC8/yNYSE6wmT44/s400/DSC09877.JPG" /&gt;Today he is over his losses of last evening. He is laying in our bed, watching a movie in his pajamas. I casually mentioned that he has a tournament tomorrow (because I didn't want to spring it on him Sunday morning as we were headed out the door) and he didn't have much of a reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427353831904541778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1HVjgUGfFI/AAAAAAAABC0/CgVMgjYyuBE/s400/DSC09876.JPG" /&gt;Hopefully tomorrow he will be focused (as focused as a 9 year-old can be) and ready to do his best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-219322621392035701?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/219322621392035701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=219322621392035701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/219322621392035701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/219322621392035701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-do-you-explain.html' title='How Do You Explain...'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1HVllKJCbI/AAAAAAAABDU/5ujTciUGCQU/s72-c/DSC09914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-2013034207506416414</id><published>2010-01-15T07:34:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T16:29:43.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Struggles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know I have two children who are wired completely different. One like Jerry, one like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to getting up in the morning, I hate rousting the youngest one from his peaceful slumber to get ready to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry wakes Austin at six a.m. - he does not complain just promptly gets up, showers and goes about his grooming rituals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then goes downstairs, turns on Sports Center &amp;amp; might have something for breakfast. Then watches the clock for 6:45 and goes upstairs. brushes his teeth, makes his bed, comes back down, gets his book bag &amp;amp; watches for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our verbal interaction this morning was "Morning Mom. It's Friday.". Then before he goes out the door, I get a "Love you Mom" and off goes my eighth grader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to be super sweet &amp;amp; kind when I get Aidan up for school. I always try a "Aidan, it's 7:05, time to get up", Followed by a "What do you want to wear to school today?". All of this is said in a sickening sweet voice because in my mind I think "Who could have a bad day with a send off like this to school?". I ask him what he would like for breakfast &amp;amp; this morning he answered by pulling his blanket up over his head &amp;amp; rolling away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came back downstairs, made my morning cup of coffee &amp;amp; contemplated my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later I went back upstairs I said "Aidan it's 7:26" to which he screamed at me a whole line "Ohmygodit's7:30 youdidn'twakemeup howamIgoingtoeatbreakfast Idon'thaveenoughtime."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got dressed, came downstairs and continued his tirade. "You're a jerk. You know it takes me a long time to eat &amp;amp; if I don't eat I will be starving!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained to him that I tried to get him up earlier, but he wouldn't get up. This was not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he wasn't eating. He screamed some more. He showed me. He got his cereal down. Yelled "Where's the milk?" (use the one in the door, don't open the new one) and then proceeded to eat his cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ate (in record time according to him I'm sure) and then went upstairs made his bed &amp;amp; brushed his teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back down &amp;amp; got all his school stuff out &amp;amp; said "Sorry Mom for yelling at you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I didn't fire back when he was ranting &amp;amp; raving. I usually do that and end up beating myself up for the rest of the day telling myself that I have ruined his day at school, I am a terrible parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sent him out the door with an "I love you. Have a great day. I will see you at lunch." Just like any other "normal" day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have to go through all this drama? Why can't we go from point A (Aidan it's time to get up) to point B (Have a great day, I love you) without all this crap in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426953306785963186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1BpR3-b3LI/AAAAAAAABCs/h5Kfjh3DUsA/s400/DSC09860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep this picture up in the study to remind me of the sweet boy he is. Even when he is being a stubborn, willful minded little crapper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2013034207506416414?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2013034207506416414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2013034207506416414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2013034207506416414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2013034207506416414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/01/morning-struggles.html' title='Morning Struggles'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S1BpR3-b3LI/AAAAAAAABCs/h5Kfjh3DUsA/s72-c/DSC09860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-2243300864549344471</id><published>2010-01-13T07:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T09:27:33.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidan &amp; his bed-making skills</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the new year came a new chore chart for both of the boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jerry &amp;amp; I decided that they both want cash each week &amp;amp; they are going to have to do their fair share around the house in order to get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We compiled a chart of daily, weekly and monthly chores that both of them must complete in order to get their scratch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We pay them one dollar for each year that they have graced us with their presence here on earth. You may think that's a lot, but if I don't have to sweep the kitchen every day, clean the toilet a couple times a week &amp;amp; pick up after the dogs in the yard - then it's well worth it. I don't want the boys to be under the false assumption that money is just given to you. They are going to have to earn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;They have both been doing chores for an allowance for some time now but they are getting older &amp;amp; that brings with it cell phones, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;iTunes&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; other money sucking inventions that they just can't live without.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of Austin's dividends come back to us to pay for his cell phone. Unlimited &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; comes at a price.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aidan uses his cash in whatever way he chooses. It usually ends up with some crappy little cheap toy that satisfies his instant gratification need &amp;amp; then is promptly broken, lost and/or does not fulfill his long term satisfaction &amp;amp; he is griping about it less than 24 hours later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the chores we added to Aidan's list was making his bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine my surprise when I went upstairs to find a replica of my mother's bed making skills. I asked him this morning "Why do you make your bed with the top folded down like that? Did you help &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shamma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; make the bed at her house?". "No." he replied. "I just like doing it that way."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426227640050773906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S03VSguh75I/AAAAAAAABCk/Q74OTFCCGlk/s400/DSC09857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426227630793602962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S03VR-Pct5I/AAAAAAAABCc/i5_b8XPWY08/s400/DSC09856.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's my Aidan. It's always got to be his way...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt; with a little subliminal help from his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shamma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2243300864549344471?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2243300864549344471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2243300864549344471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2243300864549344471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2243300864549344471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/01/aidan-his-bed-making-skills.html' title='Aidan &amp; his bed-making skills'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S03VSguh75I/AAAAAAAABCk/Q74OTFCCGlk/s72-c/DSC09857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-4236610162432694829</id><published>2010-01-11T14:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T14:54:04.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Out</title><content type='html'>I have started working out.  Lifting weights, riding a stationary bike, doing the elliptical.  All this so I don't look like a troll for my sister's wedding in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have lost so much weight, the under sides of arms look like Jello.  I am not even kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purposely look for shirts with longer sleeves.  Sleeveless - forget it.  I would sooner wear a sweatshirt in 90 degree heat.  A bathing suit - I HATE to wear one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my sister's wedding I am wearing a dress with spaghetti straps.  I am mortified about how my arms will look in this dress.  I refuse to let it get me down so I am trying to be proactive about it &amp;amp; firm up my arms &amp;amp; while I'm at it, why not my legs &amp;amp; abs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a weight machine &amp;amp; I am going to use it every day.  I also use the bike &amp;amp; elliptical at the high school while Aidan is at wrestling practice on Tuesday &amp;amp; Thursday.  I have the new "Your Shape" program for the Wii &amp;amp; as soon as Austin gets his freakin' PS3 in his own room, I will be doing that as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fantastic thing is, my husband &amp;amp; son are also going to lift &amp;amp; Jerry has been watching what he eats &amp;amp; is going to try to lose some weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have six months to tone up.  I want guns like Kelly Ripa.  I am not going to fret about my abs because after all the surgeries I have had, my stomach looks like a road map.  That's okay though.  If I can tighten everything up, I will be a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry says if I am as obsessed with getting fit as I am with cleaning I will be toned up in no time.  We shall see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-4236610162432694829?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/4236610162432694829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=4236610162432694829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4236610162432694829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4236610162432694829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/01/working-out.html' title='Working Out'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-374256293650463301</id><published>2010-01-08T09:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T15:49:43.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ACE's Mohawk</title><content type='html'>So Aidan got his hair cut the Wednesday before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Great Clips in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Morgantown&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; he was deciding the whole way there what "style" he should get. "I guess I'll get a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mohawk&lt;/span&gt;" he said with a half &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;begrudgingly&lt;/span&gt; attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I force him to get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could care less how they each get their hair cut. "IT'S JUST HAIR" I exclaim to people who think that some radical form of hair expression is going to ruin their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;child's&lt;/span&gt; chances of getting into an Ivy League school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin &amp;amp; Aidan have both had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mohawks&lt;/span&gt; at some point in their lives. Austin started with his in second grade, thanks to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NHRA&lt;/span&gt; driver &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotty&lt;/span&gt; Cannon. Austin loved him those six long years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin has matured with his haircut, now opting for the "shaggy" look which most mothers groan about, but I'm still sticking to my "it's just hair" mantra &amp;amp; as long as he keeps it washed, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan however still loves him some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mohawk&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; quite honestly, it fits his personality. He's a rebel, could care less what anyone else thinks &amp;amp; it keeps people guessing about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see if this is any indication of the future. Until then, I will love me some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mohawk&lt;/span&gt; - on Aidan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424384631739111202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S0dJFTvl1yI/AAAAAAAABBo/ExN-A59MLXQ/s400/DSC09786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-374256293650463301?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/374256293650463301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=374256293650463301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/374256293650463301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/374256293650463301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2010/01/aces-mohawk.html' title='ACE&apos;s Mohawk'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/S0dJFTvl1yI/AAAAAAAABBo/ExN-A59MLXQ/s72-c/DSC09786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-8439149364372191019</id><published>2009-12-11T07:31:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T07:59:32.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidan's Thursday</title><content type='html'>Aidan had a rough day Thursday. I got a phone call from the school nurse in the afternoon. She called to tell me that Aidan was there in her office, he was feeling dizzy every time he looked down. She said he had fallen off of a scooter in gym class and hit the back of his head on the gym floor. I got to speak with him &amp;amp; he said he would tough it out until the end of the school day &amp;amp; when I asked him if he wanted me to come pick him up so he wouldn't have to endure the 40 minute bus ride home he said "No Mom, that's okay, I can ride the bus".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry &amp;amp; I talked to him when he got home &amp;amp; he was okay. We went &amp;amp; got a bite to eat &amp;amp; then headed over to the auxiliary gym for wrestling practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While practicing, he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; got hit in the face - with another kids head. Aidan told me all night &amp;amp; then this morning "He didn't mean to do it Mom. It was just an accident".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413957683726505314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SyI91DeD1WI/AAAAAAAABBI/Lsw6-h6cUhs/s400/DSC09642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Left side looking at the picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413957696740477634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SyI91z81SsI/AAAAAAAABBY/lmqzwmz13e8/s400/DSC09639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little swelling &amp;amp; bruising&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413957694816940050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SyI91syOcBI/AAAAAAAABBQ/U0kw8J9jolM/s400/DSC09640.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A better shot of the battle bruise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When he looked in the mirror last night &amp;amp; saw it - he said "AWESOME!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think he's afraid that his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shamma&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Aunties are gonna come over here &amp;amp; open up a can of whoop ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-8439149364372191019?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/8439149364372191019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=8439149364372191019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8439149364372191019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8439149364372191019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/12/aidans-thursday.html' title='Aidan&apos;s Thursday'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SyI91DeD1WI/AAAAAAAABBI/Lsw6-h6cUhs/s72-c/DSC09642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-7659792195411244183</id><published>2009-12-06T09:58:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:17:50.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow=BEAUTIFUL!</title><content type='html'>Our first snow fall of the year has been breathtaking! Jerry went around this morning &amp;amp; took all of these pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The patch of woods next to our house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412171043387198578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sxvk45i_zHI/AAAAAAAABBA/ajok_7xW6Io/s400/DSC09637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sxvk4qrMsTI/AAAAAAAABA4/opVddRLeSso/s1600-h/DSC09636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412171039395066162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sxvk4qrMsTI/AAAAAAAABA4/opVddRLeSso/s400/DSC09636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sxvk4YchRoI/AAAAAAAABAw/boa4CnLcF4U/s1600-h/DSC09635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412171034501662338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sxvk4YchRoI/AAAAAAAABAw/boa4CnLcF4U/s400/DSC09635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pond on Maple Grove Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sxvk32GKxTI/AAAAAAAABAo/C3NL77URnhw/s1600-h/DSC09630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412171025281107250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sxvk32GKxTI/AAAAAAAABAo/C3NL77URnhw/s400/DSC09630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Schlouch Rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvfdnHbsII/AAAAAAAABAg/JEnjaolYaZw/s1600-h/DSC09628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412165077025140866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvfdnHbsII/AAAAAAAABAg/JEnjaolYaZw/s400/DSC09628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvfdGMIRrI/AAAAAAAABAY/V7IlFss2NaA/s1600-h/DSC09627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412165068186470066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvfdGMIRrI/AAAAAAAABAY/V7IlFss2NaA/s400/DSC09627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvfczYGoSI/AAAAAAAABAQ/B3rrysqkZeQ/s1600-h/DSC09626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412165063136420130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvfczYGoSI/AAAAAAAABAQ/B3rrysqkZeQ/s400/DSC09626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvfcWu4ygI/AAAAAAAABAI/-GvaIDZWFCo/s1600-h/DSC09625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412165055447353858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvfcWu4ygI/AAAAAAAABAI/-GvaIDZWFCo/s400/DSC09625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sxvfb4eqBbI/AAAAAAAABAA/AqN5rWkixwU/s1600-h/DSC09624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412165047326213554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sxvfb4eqBbI/AAAAAAAABAA/AqN5rWkixwU/s400/DSC09624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvUuhqKKzI/AAAAAAAAA_4/_Z7UOwnvZpM/s1600-h/DSC09623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412153272990051122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvUuhqKKzI/AAAAAAAAA_4/_Z7UOwnvZpM/s400/DSC09623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ziegler Rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvUt0V0P5I/AAAAAAAAA_o/c3wPBXvxTOs/s1600-h/DSC09621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412153260825132946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvUt0V0P5I/AAAAAAAAA_o/c3wPBXvxTOs/s400/DSC09621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvUtl7TJvI/AAAAAAAAA_g/kxcTycWj-Mo/s1600-h/DSC09620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412153256955815666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvUtl7TJvI/AAAAAAAAA_g/kxcTycWj-Mo/s400/DSC09620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rt. 625&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvUtcfZ3pI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/A96eiTUNjP8/s1600-h/DSC09617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412153254422896274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvUtcfZ3pI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/A96eiTUNjP8/s400/DSC09617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvPs3DMGII/AAAAAAAAA_Q/y8DTy5LRI_c/s1600-h/DSC09616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412147746814302338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvPs3DMGII/AAAAAAAAA_Q/y8DTy5LRI_c/s400/DSC09616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rt. 625 - top of Trostle's Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvPsgfvVLI/AAAAAAAAA_I/_eKlWO0knjY/s1600-h/DSC09608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412147740760036530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvPsgfvVLI/AAAAAAAAA_I/_eKlWO0knjY/s400/DSC09608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rt. 625 bottom of Trostle's Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvPsH_gzmI/AAAAAAAAA_A/TThbI7ZTOVM/s1600-h/DSC09607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412147734182415970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvPsH_gzmI/AAAAAAAAA_A/TThbI7ZTOVM/s400/DSC09607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rt. 625&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvPrwB0LtI/AAAAAAAAA-4/Nz9pWY-1t94/s1600-h/DSC09605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412147727749623506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvPrwB0LtI/AAAAAAAAA-4/Nz9pWY-1t94/s400/DSC09605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvPrh6tKuI/AAAAAAAAA-w/EOanV7Oq4bY/s1600-h/DSC09604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412147723961707234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvPrh6tKuI/AAAAAAAAA-w/EOanV7Oq4bY/s400/DSC09604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mountain across the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvK87sfa-I/AAAAAAAAA-g/Lm8xui14okc/s1600-h/DSC09602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412142525381045218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvK87sfa-I/AAAAAAAAA-g/Lm8xui14okc/s400/DSC09602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pond next to our home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvK8VhvOHI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/sAO4XUcJEE4/s1600-h/DSC09601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412142515135395954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvK8VhvOHI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/sAO4XUcJEE4/s400/DSC09601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woods behind our house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvK8AIah9I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/1OZr6BKLHH0/s1600-h/DSC09600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412142509392037842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvK8AIah9I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/1OZr6BKLHH0/s400/DSC09600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvK7ngCCJI/AAAAAAAAA-I/ctKMYp6rAAo/s1600-h/DSC09599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412142502780209298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxvK7ngCCJI/AAAAAAAAA-I/ctKMYp6rAAo/s400/DSC09599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-7659792195411244183?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/7659792195411244183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=7659792195411244183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7659792195411244183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7659792195411244183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/12/snowbeautiful.html' title='Snow=BEAUTIFUL!'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sxvk45i_zHI/AAAAAAAABBA/ajok_7xW6Io/s72-c/DSC09637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-3845324644058035388</id><published>2009-12-02T07:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T08:00:51.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin Ebersole - Pre-Algebra Student of the Quarter</title><content type='html'>Okay, so for those of you who know our eldest son, you know that he struggled in Pre-Algebra in seventh grade.  Imagine our surprise when he came home with this yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410621982785637618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxZkBtHbjPI/AAAAAAAAA94/4S9kDFmqP4k/s400/DSC09469.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410621976266637986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxZkBU1LgqI/AAAAAAAAA9w/EmZ6UxOA8UY/s400/DSC09472.JPG" /&gt;I'm not sure what prompted the change, but it seems to be going better for him this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.  I wanted to take his picture with the certificate and he said "Uh, no thanks Mom."  I guess that's the almost 14 year-old boy for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-3845324644058035388?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/3845324644058035388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=3845324644058035388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3845324644058035388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3845324644058035388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/12/austin-ebersole-pre-algebra-student-of.html' title='Austin Ebersole - Pre-Algebra Student of the Quarter'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SxZkBtHbjPI/AAAAAAAAA94/4S9kDFmqP4k/s72-c/DSC09469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-2465233504388721973</id><published>2009-11-23T07:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T07:54:44.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Christmas Ornament</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My niece Amy and her husband Ryan went to Florida this past week. Well the sweet things that they are, they brought me back a souvenir. I was so surprised! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to see the video they took while on safari &amp;amp; a couple other places. We got to see it at Pop-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pop's&lt;/span&gt; last night. It looked really great! Jerry &amp;amp; I looked at some of their pictures, but it's kind of hard to look at that many pictures on a little digital camera screen. Hopefully we will be able to look at them on a T.V. when we are there for Thanksgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They brought us back a grapefruit &amp;amp; an orange, the boys got these HUGE Jawbreaker lollipops and I got....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407280506504162098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SwqE-L8TKzI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/DfUGFLCoJNI/s400/DSC09335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS ADORABLE SNOWMAN ORNAMENT!  I ran to give both of them a hug - it is so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' cute!  I can't wait to put it on my tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many thanks to both of them for thinking of me on their vacation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-2465233504388721973?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/2465233504388721973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=2465233504388721973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2465233504388721973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/2465233504388721973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-new-christmas-ornament.html' title='My New Christmas Ornament'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SwqE-L8TKzI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/DfUGFLCoJNI/s72-c/DSC09335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-3489372543042261361</id><published>2009-11-22T12:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:08:14.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sundays</title><content type='html'>The boys spent the night at Merry's last night, so Jerry &amp;amp; I had another night to ourselves. We went to Grill Fire Company Turkey Raffle. Once again, we did not win a turkey, but we did have a fun time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Merry along with us (Julie &amp;amp; Scott were in charge of the boys), had a couple of cocktails &amp;amp; then were home a little after midnight. I love having grown-up nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we went to get the boys &amp;amp; then came home and made a Coconut Custard Pie (a test run for Thursday). I am also going to make another batch of Christmas Cookies to freeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406977981198423234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Swlx05Ww1MI/AAAAAAAAA9I/h6PEUX_0vys/s400/DSC09333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my boys are in the living room watching a movie - laughing &amp;amp; having some quality male bonding time. I do love a lazy Sunday - even if it's not that lazy for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-3489372543042261361?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/3489372543042261361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=3489372543042261361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3489372543042261361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3489372543042261361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/11/lazy-sundays.html' title='Lazy Sundays'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Swlx05Ww1MI/AAAAAAAAA9I/h6PEUX_0vys/s72-c/DSC09333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-372662894558207635</id><published>2009-11-19T07:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:58:55.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ACE Parent-Teacher Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had our conference with Aidan's teacher this past Monday afternoon. It was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aidan's teacher is a wonderful woman who is a really great fit for him. She is young, fun &amp;amp; doesn't put up with any monkey business which is exactly what he needs. He is the type of kid - you give him an inch &amp;amp; he'll take - a thousand miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She showed us his report card - which he did really well - three A's, two B's &amp;amp; his math progress report (in today's times, they do not get a grade in math - just a bunch of different skill sets in which they are placed in either beginning, developing or secure). He is right where he is supposed to be in all of those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His teacher then told us that Aidan is very confident - especially in math. I could of told her that. The kid has been able to be the banker in Monopoly for three or four years now. He can also make change in his head when we go to the grocery store and he buys two packs of gum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She also said he is very competitive. I don't even think she's seen him play football - or wrestle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405798119545154370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SwVAv6L2q0I/AAAAAAAAA8w/WT5t-0zWCls/s400/DSC09331.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is doing really well in third grade - can't believe the first quarter is over already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-372662894558207635?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/372662894558207635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=372662894558207635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/372662894558207635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/372662894558207635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/11/ace-parent-teacher-conference.html' title='ACE Parent-Teacher Conference'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SwVAv6L2q0I/AAAAAAAAA8w/WT5t-0zWCls/s72-c/DSC09331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-4122925228876416580</id><published>2009-11-08T21:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:33:14.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out this blog!</title><content type='html'>I check out this blog pretty regularly &amp;amp; there is always new stuff - recipes, scrapbooking, pictures...I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this giveaway Amanda is offering - AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kevinandamanda.com/whatsnew/other/giveaway-time.html/comment-page-12#comment-8104"&gt;http://www.kevinandamanda.com/whatsnew/other/giveaway-time.html/comment-page-12#comment-8104&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-4122925228876416580?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/4122925228876416580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=4122925228876416580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4122925228876416580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4122925228876416580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/11/check-out-this-blog.html' title='Check out this blog!'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-7961850081243242188</id><published>2009-11-04T07:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T08:22:29.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey All!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How's everybody doing? The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ebersole&lt;/span&gt; Family is fantastic! We have rolled into November with very little scars &amp;amp; love this season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are officially done with football.  Aidan was done this past Sunday &amp;amp; Austin has his last football game Tuesday, November 3 at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pottsville&lt;/span&gt; (which is right next door to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yuengling&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aidan's team didn't fare too well on Sunday, but he still had a good time playing in the mud at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Exeter&lt;/span&gt;. Austin's team beat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pottsville&lt;/span&gt; very handily &amp;amp; they were pretty psyched about that. On Thursday, they will be having a pizza party for the end of their season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have included several pictures of my boys - just so you can see them in action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400234584351161890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SvF8vigHviI/AAAAAAAAA78/fKGENidD1to/s400/DSC09223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Austin - #13 - in the middle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400234589093882978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SvF8v0K37GI/AAAAAAAAA8E/TaC8A-isbm4/s400/DSC09221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pottsville&lt;/span&gt; Stadium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400234604197005362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SvF8wsbvSDI/AAAAAAAAA8U/0ARjtVmDooM/s400/DSC09211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400234598997967330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SvF8wZEMQeI/AAAAAAAAA8M/P4efwbIl9Uo/s400/DSC09212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aidan's Halloween costume creation - don't ask because I have no idea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, that's about it for us.  Just enjoying life &amp;amp; trying not to get TOO crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-7961850081243242188?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/7961850081243242188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=7961850081243242188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7961850081243242188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7961850081243242188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-all.html' title='Hey All!'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SvF8vigHviI/AAAAAAAAA78/fKGENidD1to/s72-c/DSC09223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-5625786321993841710</id><published>2009-10-08T14:31:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T16:49:02.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The past week - or so...</title><content type='html'>We have had a very sad week here at our home. My grandpa, Pop Myers died last Thursday at the age of 82.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390308059040866738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss44nuEOYbI/AAAAAAAAA5U/5j2A-Wytkp8/s400/DSC09059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On our way home, right around Cook's Forest, we got behind this motorcycle rider. Upon closer inspection, we discovered that this"tough Harley guy" has a pug dog, with a jacket on, strapped into a milk crate on the back of his bike. Nothing says "Bad Ass" to me like a dude on a bike with a pug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We traveled home to Erie County for the calling hours &amp;amp; funeral service. It was so good to be home &amp;amp; be able to be there for my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the flowers that Jerry's family sent to the funeral home. They were beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390308073129870642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss44oijThTI/AAAAAAAAA5k/udcq4J0MMEY/s400/DSC09074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are pictures from the luncheon we had after the funeral service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390318001336818418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss5BqcATGvI/AAAAAAAAA6c/8MwBmd5WN9Q/s400/DSC09061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin with Little E - making him laugh. He is such a good baby, he just grows too darn fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390303985614725298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss406nXwILI/AAAAAAAAA4s/TwxFwIsqG4Y/s400/DSC09064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Austin making his goofy face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390303978887092050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss406OTwl1I/AAAAAAAAA4k/TzhMeTcsBnw/s400/DSC09063.JPG" /&gt; And yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390304006097398770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss407zrM6_I/AAAAAAAAA5E/H2PjCjyY3HE/s400/DSC09070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390304004183909938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss407si_ZjI/AAAAAAAAA48/KZT2HEc_YGQ/s400/DSC09068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Dad, his sister Lin, brother Ron &amp;amp; sister Deb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390308066824963186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss44oLEGRHI/AAAAAAAAA5c/qilUStXHvgQ/s400/DSC09072.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rick &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stoner&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Charlie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390308052169977234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss44nUeE7ZI/AAAAAAAAA5M/7uVDBM5wF1M/s400/DSC09066.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Andy &amp;amp; Jessie practicing with Eli&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here are the four Myers grandsons watching Cars on Saba &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shamma's&lt;/span&gt; bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390332502908054946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss5O2ikTraI/AAAAAAAAA70/amffJtN5eVw/s400/DSC09076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Monday afternoon when we got back to my parents home, we decided to go over to the pumpkin patch to get some pumpkins to bring back to Berks County.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some of the gorgeous pictures my husband took of our family's grapes &amp;amp; vineyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390318015410385122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss5BrQbssOI/AAAAAAAAA6s/ZY0qrQ0wDIY/s400/DSC09079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390318032299285602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss5BsPWU3GI/AAAAAAAAA68/0FBtysiN9YE/s400/DSC09081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390318007218646178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss5Bqx6orKI/AAAAAAAAA6k/d-ZGdcqvnOI/s400/DSC09078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390313941766512834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss49-I7UIMI/AAAAAAAAA50/qTyua18Gvrs/s400/DSC09077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390323789836012130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss5G7X2DSmI/AAAAAAAAA7M/NO0iLy3Oa0g/s400/DSC09084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here we are, Tricia, Jesse, Steve, Maggie, Austin, Aidan, Charlie &amp;amp; I picking pumpkins (Jerry is the photographer).&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390323800818561986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss5G8Awfs8I/AAAAAAAAA7c/Aa9bDImIDSE/s400/DSC09093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here is my sweet nephew with his very own pumpkin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390328040729554514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss5KyzqDLlI/AAAAAAAAA7s/J-mwp-q1BHM/s400/DSC09099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, even though it was a very sad reason for our impromptu trip home, I was so glad to see everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-5625786321993841710?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/5625786321993841710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=5625786321993841710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/5625786321993841710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/5625786321993841710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/10/past-week-or-so.html' title='The past week - or so...'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Ss44nuEOYbI/AAAAAAAAA5U/5j2A-Wytkp8/s72-c/DSC09059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-8170429531813929345</id><published>2009-10-08T08:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T08:53:36.322-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay - so I know it's been a while...</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, I haven't updated our blog in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;REALLLLLY&lt;/span&gt; long time. Fact of the matter is, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ebersole&lt;/span&gt; family has been extremely busy this summer &amp;amp; fall. Between vacationing in Erie for three weeks, Potter County for 10 days, major house &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;renovations&lt;/span&gt;, football practice, back to school, football games, I could go on &amp;amp; on - but I won't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my intention to update at least once a week (with pictures hopefully!) so I can keep everyone updated as to what havoc the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ebersole&lt;/span&gt; Clan is wreaking upon south-eastern Pennsylvania!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I intend on posting again this afternoon - with pictures - so watch for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to make a Caramel Pear Pie this weekend &amp;amp; I'm going to take a cue from another blog that I follow &amp;amp; post step by step pictures &amp;amp; instructions.  I love Amanda's blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it has been so long - I've really missed it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-8170429531813929345?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/8170429531813929345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=8170429531813929345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8170429531813929345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8170429531813929345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-so-i-know-its-been-while.html' title='Okay - so I know it&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-3493619592805865859</id><published>2009-04-30T16:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:57:33.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick Figure Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*MTEyNDk3MTQ4MSZwdD*xMjQxMTI1MDIyMDc3JnA9MzkwMSZkPWZsYXNodG95cyZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*xJnQ9Jm89ZDRjZmY2MzI1N2VjNGMzYzljYTYyZjE2NDNjYjYzNmQ=.gif" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeflashtoys.com/?stick-figure-family"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pyzamstuff.com/family_images/6/67/6b53d04f4db1cff677f05862b31d13.png" border="0" alt="Stick Figure Family at FreeFlashToys.com" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Make your &lt;a href="http://www.freeflashtoys.com/?stick-figure-family"&gt;Stick Figure Family&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.freeflashtoys.com"&gt;FreeFlashToys.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.10NXC.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-3493619592805865859?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/3493619592805865859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=3493619592805865859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3493619592805865859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/3493619592805865859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/04/stick-figure-family.html' title='Stick Figure Family'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-8764546120829375838</id><published>2009-04-02T10:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:07:55.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boehringer's 2009 - Visit 3</title><content type='html'>Went to Boehringer's this past Saturday before we went to Weaver Nut Company. We went with Tricia &amp;amp; Kallie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out that you can buy a whole pickle for 30 cents. But apparently is super secret because it's not even on the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had my usual beef barbeque &amp;amp; small orange drink &amp;amp; then had a scoop of pineapple ice cream on a sugar cone.  It was fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ebersole's eating at Boehringer's - "3"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-8764546120829375838?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/8764546120829375838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=8764546120829375838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8764546120829375838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8764546120829375838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/04/boehringers-2009-visit-3.html' title='Boehringer&apos;s 2009 - Visit 3'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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-5602874397771979168.post-386611942221854110</id><published>2009-04-01T18:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:15:24.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's Aidan?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aidan had a rough day on Tuesday. Therefore everyone had a rough day. What's that old saying? "If Aidan ain't happy, nobody's happy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He came home from school, we were all a bunch of jerks and then he stormed upstairs to his room. I went upstairs to talk to him after a while &amp;amp; couldn't find him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319864357109729842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SdP0cmrJijI/AAAAAAAAA4M/JfAZCsfBqBc/s400/DSC08065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I finally did locate him, I couldn't help but laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319864361210268210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SdP0c18yyjI/AAAAAAAAA4U/6vUTJtAureI/s400/DSC08066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See his foot sticking out of his stuffed animal bin?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-386611942221854110?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/386611942221854110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=386611942221854110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/386611942221854110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/386611942221854110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/04/wheres-aidan.html' title='Where&apos;s Aidan?'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SdP0cmrJijI/AAAAAAAAA4M/JfAZCsfBqBc/s72-c/DSC08065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-8140473499168838837</id><published>2009-04-01T17:17:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:50:53.817-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ADE LAX Tournament at Owen J. Roberts 03/29/2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Austin participated in the Spring Thaw Lacrosse Tournament at Owen J. Roberts High School this past Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319843275113510450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SdPhReHkNjI/AAAAAAAAA28/J5LoP422dzE/s400/DSC08025.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Team Photo &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319858583125752418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SdPvMg6F-mI/AAAAAAAAA30/GkuthoBhpe8/s400/DSC08035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Austin on the right all geared-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was a dreary, overcast &amp;amp; rainy day, but they still played three games. Austin got to play in the third game &amp;amp; did really well. They actually won that game &amp;amp; I'm sure it's because he played!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319843283572356082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SdPhR9oT8_I/AAAAAAAAA3M/bTmIsLy9SNc/s400/DSC08036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319843287326224066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SdPhSLnTbsI/AAAAAAAAA3U/54Tpt2pL1vM/s400/DSC08038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Austin is at the top - center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319843292578922210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SdPhSfLpPuI/AAAAAAAAA3c/v2NWASIGoOk/s400/DSC08040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Austin is the second from the right in white (in the middle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319856491774058386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SdPtSyA_n5I/AAAAAAAAA3k/Y0I_JWfWtMU/s400/DSC08041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Austin is the one in the middle with his stick up in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319856497220765202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SdPtTGTlxhI/AAAAAAAAA3s/oO58ywKatLk/s400/DSC08050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;#39 on the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had to be there at 8:30 am. He had games at 9:30, 10:30 &amp;amp; 12:30. We tail-gated with the other parents in between the 10:30 &amp;amp; 12:30 game. It was a lot of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-8140473499168838837?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/8140473499168838837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=8140473499168838837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8140473499168838837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8140473499168838837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/04/ade-lax-tournament-at-owen-j-roberts.html' title='ADE LAX Tournament at Owen J. Roberts 03/29/2009'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SdPhReHkNjI/AAAAAAAAA28/J5LoP422dzE/s72-c/DSC08025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-5546754196703310063</id><published>2009-04-01T14:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:14:18.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ADE LAX Scrimmage vs. Holy Name 03/27/2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Austin has his first lacrosse scrimmage against Holy Name this past Friday night. He got to play about six minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said that it was harder on him for those six minutes than an entire football practice. That's because they constantly run.  Definitely not for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is number 39 &amp;amp; in the middle of both pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319829901403440338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SdPVHBKnRNI/AAAAAAAAA2s/OLUBB7-4luw/s400/DSC07998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319832141930972802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SdPXJbyARoI/AAAAAAAAA20/yK9G00NcO0A/s400/DSC08005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I may understand this lacrosse stuff by the time he graduates from high school. As the wise Kallie Ruhf put it "I get it. Hit each other with the stick"! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do enjoy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-5546754196703310063?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/5546754196703310063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=5546754196703310063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/5546754196703310063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/5546754196703310063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/04/ade-lax-scrimmage-vs-holy-name-03272009.html' title='ADE LAX Scrimmage vs. Holy Name 03/27/2009'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SdPVHBKnRNI/AAAAAAAAA2s/OLUBB7-4luw/s72-c/DSC07998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-1700150123786950878</id><published>2009-03-27T07:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:36:23.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin's FCS Third Quarter Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dare I say it? Austin is better at sewing than me? Oh wait - I don't sew! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Austin had to make a locker caddy for Family &amp;amp; Consumer Science this quarter. He had to pick out what color he wanted the material to be, pick a design for the middle pocket &amp;amp; choose if he wanted a mirror or not (what boy DOESN'T want a mirror?!?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;practicing&lt;/span&gt; using the sewing machine by stitching straight lines in paper. The one day he came home and stated "Mom, I learned how to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;put&lt;/span&gt; thread on a bobbin!". That's the little round thing - right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then graduated to a real honest-to-goodness piece of material.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317832215012733010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Scy8OXb2cFI/AAAAAAAAA18/c8_6sUc7K1s/s400/DSC07988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't hear much about his progress until he brought it home on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Austin that my experience in the then named Home Economics class - the sewing part - was not good. I made a wrist pin cushion (which was a total flop) and a pair of pot holders (which were an even bigger flop!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought a locker caddy was a great idea. He could hang it up in his locker &amp;amp; then organize all his locker inventory in it. Well apparently my eldest son does not share my passion for organization. He brought the locker caddy home yesterday &amp;amp; stated "Mom, I don't ever go to my locker - so I don't need this!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did a fabulous job on his project &amp;amp; got a 96% on it. He pointed out some of his sewing mistakes that he thought he made (I, of course, thought it was perfect) and told me I could use it or he would put it his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is big enough to put a small Post-It note pad in the top, 4 pencils in the middle pocket &amp;amp; maybe a pack of gum in the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317832228745624562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Scy8PKmBu_I/AAAAAAAAA2M/oS80C-EhYmM/s400/DSC07990.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Middle - Pen/Pencil Pocket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317832234152190562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Scy8PevDYmI/AAAAAAAAA2U/1diVDFsU0ds/s400/DSC07991.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom Gum/Calculator Pocket&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317832234917946034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Scy8Phln4rI/AAAAAAAAA2c/FozkwTzFxbc/s400/DSC07992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it &amp;amp; am going to try to find a use for it downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317832224179671986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Scy8O5la07I/AAAAAAAAA2E/1Sh3Q99nQjQ/s400/DSC07989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-1700150123786950878?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/1700150123786950878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=1700150123786950878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/1700150123786950878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/1700150123786950878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/03/austins-fcs-third-quarter-project.html' title='Austin&apos;s FCS Third Quarter Project'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Scy8OXb2cFI/AAAAAAAAA18/c8_6sUc7K1s/s72-c/DSC07988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-4717088231352544601</id><published>2009-03-22T18:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T18:29:20.629-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boehringer's 2009</title><content type='html'>I have to say that I love Spring. The flowers are awakening from their winter sleep. The air is starting to warm up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Boehringer's&lt;/span&gt; opened on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316138935887051394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sca4MjIruoI/AAAAAAAAA1k/qKe5XwPw_NY/s400/DSC07984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;When we saw this sign lit up on Friday night after lacrosse practice - it was an hallelujah moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love this place. From their hot dogs with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;barbecue&lt;/span&gt; to the fresh-cut french fries to the homemade ice cream. It is fabulous &amp;amp; a sure sign that spring is right around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had the opening day marked my calendar for a few weeks now &amp;amp; we planned our weekend around Friday, March 20. I am going to keep track of how many times we eat there this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we went and had hot dogs, fries, birch beer &amp;amp; Coca-Cola. Jerry had peanut butter ice cream and Aidan had black raspberry.  Austin &amp;amp; I were too full from our meals to attempt eating ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went &amp;amp; had California cheeseburgers, double cheeseburger subs, hot dogs, fries, root beer &amp;amp; Coca-Cola.  I saved some room and had a scoop of chocolate butter fudge on a sugar cone, Austin and Aidan both had a scoop of peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316138951280942578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sca4Nce33fI/AAAAAAAAA1s/-ZhPHFcAR28/s400/DSC07983.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;California Cheeseburger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316138955931689218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sca4NtzsoQI/AAAAAAAAA10/DaY9RsiNmds/s400/DSC07980.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Fresh-Cut Fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Aidan wanted to know why we didn't go on Saturday.  Good question!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other bonus of eating at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Boehringer's&lt;/span&gt; - the prices!  Our family of four can eat there for less than $20.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to eat in the car both times we were there because it is still fairly cold out (about 55 degrees).  Once the weather warms up though, they have picnic tables &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;available&lt;/span&gt; to sit at by the little stream that runs behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for those of you keeping score at home:  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ebersole's&lt;/span&gt; eating at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Boehriner's&lt;/span&gt; - "2".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you planning on a trip to good old Berks County sometime between now and mid-September, I'm sure you will get to experience the phenomenon known as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Boehringer's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-4717088231352544601?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/4717088231352544601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=4717088231352544601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4717088231352544601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4717088231352544601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/03/boehringers-2009.html' title='Boehringer&apos;s 2009'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sca4MjIruoI/AAAAAAAAA1k/qKe5XwPw_NY/s72-c/DSC07984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-8479253309755946823</id><published>2009-03-16T07:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T07:11:27.605-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ACE - Display My Art 2009</title><content type='html'>Each year, the P.T.O. at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brecknock&lt;/span&gt; Elementary has a fundraiser called Display My Art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through art class, they draw a picture which is then sent away to the Display My Art company and made into adorable gifts such as Christmas ornaments, tote bags and puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Aidan was in kindergarten, he drew a self portrait. In first grade, he drew a fish. This year he drew a duck. It is so cute &amp;amp; this has got to be my favorite fundraiser of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313740334611433554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sb4yrlEuCFI/AAAAAAAAA1c/HfCFqD9Vn7E/s400/DSC07942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must get his drawing ability from his father, because I am hard pressed to draw a stick figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-8479253309755946823?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/8479253309755946823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=8479253309755946823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8479253309755946823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/8479253309755946823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/03/ace-display-my-art-2009.html' title='ACE - Display My Art 2009'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/Sb4yrlEuCFI/AAAAAAAAA1c/HfCFqD9Vn7E/s72-c/DSC07942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-7550251803522140742</id><published>2009-03-02T21:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:35:49.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mustang Open 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 20th Annual Mustang Open Wrestling Tournament was held this past Saturday, February 28.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was Aidan's first year to wrestle at the Open. Children from all over the area come to wrestle &amp;amp; it is a good day of competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the first year that the tournament was conducted in a "Round Robin" format &amp;amp; without going into great detail, it guaranteed that he was going to get at least four matches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first match Aidan beat the boy by decision 5-3. Aidan made the little boy cry (which happens a lot in this age group of wrestlers) and also gave him a nose bleed (also very common). I hate to see the little ones cry, especially when it is my son that makes them do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second match was a forfeit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third match he pinned the boy in 14 seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fourth match was won by pinning the kid. Jerry got very emotional after this win. It made me smile in knowing how proud he was of Aidan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fifth match was for first place. We had been told that the little boy that Aidan was going up against was a very good wrestler. He was also undefeated up to the final match, so this was going to determine first place. For the first two periods, Aidan was down in points.  In the third period, the young man's coach had them start in the neutral position and Aidan shot for his legs &amp;amp; had a take down which gave him two points and then almost pinned the boy which caused his opponent to cry.  The ref stopped the match for an injury time out &amp;amp; Aidan was awarded three back points which put him leading by three points with 11 seconds to go.  Aidan was on top because had control before the time out &amp;amp; all he had to do was hold on and that he did.  Aidan won by a decision of 8-5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the bracket that hung on the wall.  Each time Aidan won, they went out &amp;amp; circled his name.  As you can see, his opponent (Sola) was also undefeated up until the final match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308780646845309634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SayT3wWu4sI/AAAAAAAAA08/oJ7PPN-orcA/s400/DSC07894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is his gold medal alongside his name.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308780667558850978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SayT49hOcaI/AAAAAAAAA1M/bA8mNInPEbo/s400/DSC07902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And here is the champ with his medal.  When I see this picture, I can't believe this sweet little face can be so fierce on the mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308780659183502674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SayT4eUYxVI/AAAAAAAAA1E/kGSIUqEYIsI/s400/DSC07900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-7550251803522140742?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/7550251803522140742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=7550251803522140742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7550251803522140742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/7550251803522140742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/03/mustang-open-2009.html' title='Mustang Open 2009'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SayT3wWu4sI/AAAAAAAAA08/oJ7PPN-orcA/s72-c/DSC07894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-4476928053342764815</id><published>2009-02-05T07:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:53:12.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Aidan has been battling the stomach/cold virus for the past couple weeks. He missed two and a half days of school, slept a whole bunch &amp;amp; was crankier than usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jerry went up to school and got the school work that Aidan missed (Aidan was totally psyched about that!) and after a little persuasion, he did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had the customary math, reading &amp;amp; spelling and then the teacher sent home a paper about groundhogs. The paper had a story on it and then several questions on the bottom about weather, groundhog habitat and the food groundhogs eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the bottom of the paper, it posed a question to its young reader. "Do you think animals can predict the weather? Why or why not?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aidan thought about this for a moment and then answered "Yes. I think animals can predict the weather." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked him "Why do you think that? ". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said "Because they have instincts.".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then he wrote his answer on the back of the paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes, I think animals can foretell the weather because they have I-N-S-T-I-N-K-S."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;suppressed&lt;/span&gt; my laughter, I got him to erase his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;faux&lt;/span&gt; pas &amp;amp; rewrite it the correct way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny Boy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299294979693982162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SYrgtQirsdI/AAAAAAAAA00/F6XE8XJp1fs/s400/DSC07412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5602874397771979168-4476928053342764815?l=ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/feeds/4476928053342764815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5602874397771979168&amp;postID=4476928053342764815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4476928053342764815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5602874397771979168/posts/default/4476928053342764815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ebersoleexcerpts.blogspot.com/2009/02/funny-boy.html' title='Funny Boy'/><author><name>ADE ACE Mom</name><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/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SYrgtQirsdI/AAAAAAAAA00/F6XE8XJp1fs/s72-c/DSC07412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602874397771979168.post-4382907720848421354</id><published>2009-02-04T07:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:42:58.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eagles Mere 02/01/2009</title><content type='html'>What a way to start off the month of February - a trip to Eagles Mere, Pennsylvania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eagles Mere is located in Sullivan County in the Pocono mountains of Pennsylvania. It a beautiful little bed &amp;amp; breakfast town situated on Eagles Mere Lake. I have only been there when it is a winter wonderland and it's absolutely gorgeous. I am anxious to go there when it is warm out so I can walk through the town &amp;amp; explore the many different things they have to offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298924657268026274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SYmP5qAE66I/AAAAAAAAAzU/2J4Mio8MzH0/s400/DSC07398.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I digress... We went to Eagles Mere to ride on the Ice Toboggan Slide. The Slide is something you will do &amp;amp; never forget. I knew it was going to be cold, but I also knew that Austin &amp;amp; Aidan would never forget this day. Even if we never get to go again, they will remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will try to describe the Slide with the help of the adorable little book I bought (The History and Building of The Eagles Mere Ice Toboggan Slide) and then embellish with pictures. Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298924661719168002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SYmP56lT9AI/AAAAAAAAAzc/JN0ItTUdKhE/s400/DSC07417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298924649917650434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SYmP5OnnFgI/AAAAAAAAAy8/NFHJ6YPj3VY/s400/DSC07375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the line we had to wait in to get a toboggan. We arrived in Eagles Mere at 11:18 am. We got our sled at 2:08 pm. Although three hours seems like a long time to stand in line, it actually went pretty fast. Even Austin commented on how it didn't seem like three hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298924647477644370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SYmP5Fh3jFI/AAAAAAAAAzE/XTk7e2L05r0/s400/DSC07380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While we were standing in line, this horse drawn hayride passed us several times. It was $5.00 for adults &amp;amp; $3.00 for children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298929366885477266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SYmULysYK5I/AAAAAAAAAzk/ottpwBxfm3o/s400/DSC07421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298929378619153762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SYmUMeZ53WI/AAAAAAAAAz0/d-d7iKrcpjM/s400/DSC07434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The slide is built using approximately 1200 block of ice that are cut from the lake. The blocks are 15 1/2" wide, 44" long and the depth depends on the thickness of the ice. Usually the slide is built when the ice is 12 inches thick. Each block weighs 256 pounds. They start at the bottom of the hill and build up towards the launch. It takes around 380 man hours to build the slide, 9 pick-up trucks are used to haul the blocks which cover a total of 250 miles, and they carry approximately 1000 blocks, weighing a total of 120 tons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298924650328074818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SYmP5QJdqkI/AAAAAAAAAzM/5_WArAQs6ww/s400/DSC07388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298929378780562706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SYmUMfAYxRI/AAAAAAAAAz8/0gSHUZXDYuI/s400/DSC07444.JPG" border="0" /&gt; They estimate that on a good weekend, 1700 people will ride down the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298929371669502114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SYmUMEg-mKI/AAAAAAAAAzs/nQkCGS8kWa4/s400/DSC07422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;"After loading at the top of the hill, the sled is released. It will reach a speed of 40-45 miles per hour by the time it reaches the bottom of the hill. The sled will continue out across the slide and end mid-lake, 1200 feet from its starting point."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298929382618899858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SYmUMtThJZI/AAAAAAAAA0E/CSxpfv6M4TU/s400/DSC07451.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We went to Eagles Mere with the Lutz's (Michael, Sherry, Joel &amp;amp; Ashlee) and the Swavely's (Merry, Amy, Ryan, Julie &amp;amp; Scott). Aidan rode down the hill with the Lutz's and got to ride in the front of the sled the first slide &amp;amp; rode backwards with Ashlee on the second slide. Austin &amp;amp; Scott rode with Jerry &amp;amp; I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298932726687403010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M2Gsw5OCeDY/SYmXPW7lDAI/AAAAAAAAA0M/wfSqn
