<?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-21129805</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:10:03.209-08:00</updated><category term='Alaiyas first birthday'/><category term='Dominic Chase'/><title type='text'>Wheelin Grammy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-8898745262959635152</id><published>2011-12-25T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T17:08:58.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1U1YFX3YHcg/TvfIhSU_g2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/e8T__y1zPog/s1600/clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690237128387036002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1U1YFX3YHcg/TvfIhSU_g2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/e8T__y1zPog/s320/clock.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting here enjoying a cup of vanilla coffee, cranberry bliss bar and listening to my new clock saying tick-tock. Greg said to tell everybody Merry Christmas from him and he is looking forward to being able to spend the holidays with everybody next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-8898745262959635152?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/8898745262959635152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=8898745262959635152' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8898745262959635152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8898745262959635152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2011/12/sitting-here-enjoying-cup-of-vanilla.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1U1YFX3YHcg/TvfIhSU_g2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/e8T__y1zPog/s72-c/clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-7663503210148985541</id><published>2011-10-19T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T09:57:06.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In Johnstown Ny waiting for 4:00pm, so I can pick up my next load. I was so hoping the trees would be bright with color so I could get some good pictures but most of the leaves have already fallen. Today is a blaaa grey day threatening to rain and 57 degrees. And I have a toothache that is giving me fits. It started Monday as I was leaving town so I just took meds but with no relief . Then this morning I had the idea that listerine may ease the pain some, it did ease the pain in my mouth but now my wallet is hurting, a little bottle cost me $6.00 and Aleve was $1.00 a pill at this truck stop where I am parked, ouchhh. I only bought 2 Aleve, hopefully I can find a Walmart when I leave here. My car has been sitting in Louisville for two weeks now and nobody could figure out what the problem was, and Ive had several people work on it but it still would not start. Sunday the man I bought the car from offered to pull it to his shop and use parts of another car that he had to get mine running. But the tow driver (his son) ask me what it was doing and I told him all the trouble I have had so far, he said he knew exactly what was wrong and it did not need towed to Radcliff. So, he followed me to Louisville ( I was in my truck) and in 5 minutes he had it started, problem solved. The computer was not reading the chip on the key, so he bypassed the chip reader and now it starts every time. WooHoo!!!! Praise the Lord and pass the mustard!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-7663503210148985541?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/7663503210148985541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=7663503210148985541' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7663503210148985541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7663503210148985541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-johnstown-ny-waiting-for-400pm-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-7061651633785002183</id><published>2011-10-08T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T16:28:17.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kan8lbQbWZI/TpDbaNmshCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f-QB-BPpo0E/s1600/137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661265974979757090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kan8lbQbWZI/TpDbaNmshCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f-QB-BPpo0E/s320/137.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fresh Apple Cake with Lemon Sauce. Oh it made the house smell soooo good. Im taking it to Pastors house tomorrow for lunch. I made me a little one to taste knowing I would have a hard time not pinching off a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-7061651633785002183?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/7061651633785002183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=7061651633785002183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7061651633785002183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7061651633785002183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2011/10/fresh-apple-cake-with-lemon-sauce.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kan8lbQbWZI/TpDbaNmshCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/f-QB-BPpo0E/s72-c/137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-4921872696487102888</id><published>2011-10-08T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T07:59:34.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sarah I tried to coment on your sncikerdoodles on your page but it wouldnt accept it. Any way I said when Jonah discovered April could make snickerdoodles he married her straight away,(and because he loved her). They are his all time favorite cookie. They looked delicous, maybe we could all sample them at the Nov. campout?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-4921872696487102888?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/4921872696487102888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=4921872696487102888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/4921872696487102888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/4921872696487102888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2011/10/sarah-i-tried-to-coment-on-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-2067943318837532438</id><published>2011-05-17T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T17:45:50.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally got my new truck mattress. They said it is the top of the line and supposed to make you sleep like a baby. Well.... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; ya know, I had slept on that other piece of junk for so long that without the hole in the middle and having to curl around the springs poking up the middle... I had a horrible night. Just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; seem to find the right spot to get comfortable. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hoping&lt;/span&gt; tonight will be a different story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-2067943318837532438?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/2067943318837532438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=2067943318837532438' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/2067943318837532438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/2067943318837532438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-finally-got-my-new-truck-mattress.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-2187549988850893506</id><published>2011-05-04T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T20:55:46.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, nothing new or exciting here. I am actually home tonight but I leave for N.C. in the morning. Anything being planned for Mothers Day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-2187549988850893506?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/2187549988850893506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=2187549988850893506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/2187549988850893506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/2187549988850893506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2011/05/well-nothing-new-or-exciting-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-3423996607403116193</id><published>2011-04-28T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T08:58:01.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thought the rain was done for a while but instead I seemed to have run into a thunderstorm. Have an empty trailer so with wind gusts of 60 mph I have opted to ride this one out at a rest stop and eat lunch. Nothing like killing two birds with one stone is there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-3423996607403116193?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/3423996607403116193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=3423996607403116193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/3423996607403116193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/3423996607403116193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2011/04/thought-rain-was-done-for-while-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-6148275798583745893</id><published>2011-04-27T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T18:22:15.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So glad to leave tornado alley behind for a bit. Spent the night at a rest area just inside Georgia and when I turned on the radio this morning to hear the weather, they were saying TAKE COVER, ITS ON THE GROUND MOVING THRU DOWNTOWN CHATTANOOGA!!!!! Well that was too close for me being only 7-8 miles to the south. So I got the *&amp;amp;%# outta Dodge and headed to Florida as fast as I could go. Had really heavy rain and high wind for about 20 minutes but it gradually stopped and the sun come out and it has been a beautiful day here in Florida. Im hoping that by the time I get back to Tennessee tomorrow its all over with there too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-6148275798583745893?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/6148275798583745893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=6148275798583745893' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6148275798583745893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6148275798583745893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-glad-to-leave-tornado-alley-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-6636883887510544095</id><published>2011-02-23T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T17:29:37.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mpFiwQ9Fnbg/TWWyy1reGtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sJL9A6vkBcs/s1600/cabinet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 113px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577060300040837842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mpFiwQ9Fnbg/TWWyy1reGtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sJL9A6vkBcs/s320/cabinet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the cabinet that Lois brought to my house last weekend, it had a lengthy stay at Ruths shop before comming to visit me. I got it all cleaned up and the doors put back on but it is so warped that the doors wont shut all the way. I also had trouble getting the top shelf in. It would go on one side or the other but  not both. Well its finally all together and now it needs my friend to come over and decorate it, she has a much better eye for that than I do. However it looks quite regal there in the corner of my dining room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-6636883887510544095?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/6636883887510544095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=6636883887510544095' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6636883887510544095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6636883887510544095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-is-cabinet-that-lois-brought-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mpFiwQ9Fnbg/TWWyy1reGtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sJL9A6vkBcs/s72-c/cabinet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-4395615967403264465</id><published>2011-02-11T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T16:41:44.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What I meant to say was the temp in Atlanta was only 2 degrees warmer that Maine. Something is really wrong with that picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-4395615967403264465?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/4395615967403264465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=4395615967403264465' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/4395615967403264465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/4395615967403264465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-i-meant-to-say-was-temp-in-atlanta.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-5165961736337618928</id><published>2011-02-11T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T16:39:42.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ya'll, its bone chillin cold up here in Maine but I heard the temp was only 2 degrees in Atlanta. At least the sun is shining bright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-5165961736337618928?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/5165961736337618928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=5165961736337618928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/5165961736337618928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/5165961736337618928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2011/02/hey-yall-its-bone-chillin-cold-up-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-3290053283837209429</id><published>2010-11-20T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T17:25:52.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I just wrote a loooong post about my week in Miami and for some reason it erased. Operator error Im sure. Anyway Im glad to be back in Ky where the hills give a wanderer a  welcome home hug. Dont think I would be happy living in Florida. Did see something strange tho, longhorn cattle inside city limits of Miami. Who knew?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-3290053283837209429?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/3290053283837209429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=3290053283837209429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/3290053283837209429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/3290053283837209429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2010/11/ok-i-just-wrote-loooong-post-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-8300751372036338136</id><published>2009-11-01T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T08:00:16.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Su2wT-FCi9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/mqGApHpFhbM/s1600-h/banana+bread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399165385415232466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Su2wT-FCi9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/mqGApHpFhbM/s320/banana+bread.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just took this yummy banana bread out of the oven. I dont bake much anymore, no one but me to eat it, but when bananas are threatining to call in the knats ya gotta use them quick. So while the oven is hot I also made a sweet potatoe pie. Its still baking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill share with anyone that shows up at my door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-8300751372036338136?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/8300751372036338136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=8300751372036338136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8300751372036338136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8300751372036338136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-took-this-yummy-banana-bread-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Su2wT-FCi9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/mqGApHpFhbM/s72-c/banana+bread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-4750594390864070756</id><published>2009-09-26T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T08:07:16.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to the Dr. yesterday to get the results on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blood work&lt;/span&gt; I had done a month ago. She was very concerned about a couple of things. One was a bladder infection &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even know I had, another was way too high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cholesterol, (thanks spell check), and something about red blood cells that are too small and cannot ward off infections,  thats why I always feel tired and my mucsles ache. I also have an iron deffeciency, way too much calcium, and a form of protien that is making my liver work way too hard. AND my thyroid isnt working either.  Amazing what all they can find out from a little blood from your arm. Almost sounds like daddy doesnt it?  Anyway she gave me a perscription for antibotics and cholesterol and I have to have more extensive blood work done in another month. Some of the tests, she says, are very expensive and since I have NO insurance........... I guess Ill be looking for some kind of heath ins real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I dont feel bad except fo being tired, but maybe I do and dont know what feeling good feels like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;She  told me to stop eating broccoli because it has more calcium than my body can handle. So, I guess its straight up salads for a while and maybe some grilled chicken  on the side.  Life is way too complicated these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-4750594390864070756?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/4750594390864070756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=4750594390864070756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/4750594390864070756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/4750594390864070756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2009/09/went-to-dr.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-773155906255846527</id><published>2009-09-20T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T08:18:55.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Best Salmon Patties I Ever Ate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. mayo  (I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; use the mayo, watching fats, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; change the taste at all)&lt;br /&gt;2 t. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dijon&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;spicy&lt;/span&gt; brown mustard&lt;br /&gt;1 whole egg&lt;br /&gt;1 t. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 t. onion powder&lt;br /&gt;1 t. lemon zest 1 can salmon&lt;br /&gt;1 large baked potato&lt;br /&gt;1 c. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;seasoned&lt;/span&gt; bread crumbs&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Parmesan&lt;/span&gt; cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix bread crumbs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Parmesan&lt;/span&gt; cheese and set aside. Drain salmon and mix together with remaining ingredients. Form into 12 patties and roll in crumbs.  Fry until lightly golden brown, about 2 minutes per side, in about 1 T. olive oil.          Try not to eat them all yourself!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-773155906255846527?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/773155906255846527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=773155906255846527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/773155906255846527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/773155906255846527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-salmon-patties-i-ever-ate-12-c.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-1305325522596367891</id><published>2009-07-28T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T16:38:41.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Well,,, I've lost 6 pounds this week. Could be the meds, could be the diet again. Either way I'm happy to see it go. B/P was 126/76 this morning, feeling much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-1305325522596367891?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/1305325522596367891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=1305325522596367891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1305325522596367891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1305325522596367891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-ive-lost-6-pounds-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-5390712727717505072</id><published>2009-07-22T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T07:45:07.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On this very dreary,rainey day I had the simple pleasure of sitting on my very own front porch to eat my breakfast. I had perfectly cooked grits, soft and creamy scrambled eggs, toasted english muffin with orange marmalade and coffee. It was absolutely intoxicating to just sit and watch it rain, wthout windshield wipers and spray from other vehicles to mess up the view.  I think rain is beautiful as long as it doesnt hang around too long, but we needed it and my flowers and apple tree were singing THAANKYOUUU.&lt;br /&gt;Greg is in Florida with all the rest of my kiddos, going to Disney World. They paid his way,  so its just me and the ( very happy to see me home ) cat until next Tuesday. Its toooo quiet and the house was exactly the way I left it on Saterday , and I'm just not too sure if I really like that so much.  I know my blood pressure has gone way down because I have not had a headache since last Friday when I took Greg to the airport.  The last time I had it checked it was 177/117, scarey I know and , yes mom, I will get back on my medicine as soon as I can find a day to go to the Dr. and have my perscription refilled. Its been two years since I stopped taking it, so I'll have to have a new perscription anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-5390712727717505072?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/5390712727717505072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=5390712727717505072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/5390712727717505072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/5390712727717505072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-this-very-drearyrainey-day-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-1548492053126368203</id><published>2009-03-27T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:38:10.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sc1G_8dsZ0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/KqJhAVGF3X0/s1600-h/2646_73889794487_520969487_2287351_6313551_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317984799370798914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sc1G_8dsZ0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/KqJhAVGF3X0/s320/2646_73889794487_520969487_2287351_6313551_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sc1G_4xdN5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/k3P7c7xQL5U/s1600-h/2646_73889804487_520969487_2287352_2257860_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317984798379947922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sc1G_4xdN5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/k3P7c7xQL5U/s320/2646_73889804487_520969487_2287352_2257860_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Joel, look at those big eyes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-1548492053126368203?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/1548492053126368203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=1548492053126368203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1548492053126368203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1548492053126368203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2009/03/here-is-joel-look-at-those-big-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sc1G_8dsZ0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/KqJhAVGF3X0/s72-c/2646_73889794487_520969487_2287351_6313551_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-1772834059546661862</id><published>2009-03-09T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T09:54:46.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SbVJELmjPCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Fmhcvq_qW4U/s1600-h/bread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311231671736155170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SbVJELmjPCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Fmhcvq_qW4U/s320/bread.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my first loaf of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Boule&lt;/span&gt; Bread. The dough was really wet and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; hold its shape very well. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; make the slashes in the top deep enough but it was yummy, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; wait for it to cool before I had to have a piece. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to make some cinnamon rolls now, come help me eat them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-1772834059546661862?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/1772834059546661862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=1772834059546661862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1772834059546661862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1772834059546661862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2009/03/here-is-my-first-loaf-of-boule-bread.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SbVJELmjPCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Fmhcvq_qW4U/s72-c/bread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-2628161521379805225</id><published>2009-03-09T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T09:47:59.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SbVH7vK8U9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/y1xJVV302zA/s1600-h/2535_148887770264_736785264_6005307_5652428_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311230427153585106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SbVH7vK8U9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/y1xJVV302zA/s320/2535_148887770264_736785264_6005307_5652428_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aint  he a handsome lil boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-2628161521379805225?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/2628161521379805225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=2628161521379805225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/2628161521379805225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/2628161521379805225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2009/03/aint-he-handsome-lil-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SbVH7vK8U9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/y1xJVV302zA/s72-c/2535_148887770264_736785264_6005307_5652428_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-7064855714765997839</id><published>2009-03-07T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:51:08.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SbL5ORtL_2I/AAAAAAAAAIg/lRgJ8mJNH8Q/s1600-h/March+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310580934289653602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SbL5ORtL_2I/AAAAAAAAAIg/lRgJ8mJNH8Q/s320/March+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the latest pics of my Florida babies.  The temp was about 72 degrees and they were cold, that why they have jackets on. These were taken at  a Lake just minutes from their house, I wish you could smell  the sweet aroma that was in that garden, it was truely spring there.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SbL5OMOSacI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fk8DOCYStfs/s1600-h/sister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310580932817873346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SbL5OMOSacI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fk8DOCYStfs/s320/sister.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SbL5NrLOKAI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lp0dJzwMGM4/s1600-h/grammy+and+babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310580923946641410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SbL5NrLOKAI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lp0dJzwMGM4/s320/grammy+and+babies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/21129805-7064855714765997839?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/7064855714765997839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=7064855714765997839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7064855714765997839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7064855714765997839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2009/03/here-are-latest-pics-of-my-florida.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SbL5ORtL_2I/AAAAAAAAAIg/lRgJ8mJNH8Q/s72-c/March+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-6364085424653418472</id><published>2009-02-17T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:38:52.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers. I am feeling some better, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; had pain meds since Sunday night so hopefully this thing has passed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt;. I'm still weak and tire out very quickly. I'm just sitting around waiting on a call to go back to work. Wish I could take off a week but my ship hasnt come in yet so I have to get off my bless-ed assurance and make some money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-6364085424653418472?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/6364085424653418472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=6364085424653418472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6364085424653418472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6364085424653418472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2009/02/thank-you-all-for-your-thoughts-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-8659049331420915691</id><published>2009-02-14T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:15:36.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am a-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fixin&lt;/span&gt; to be the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unproud&lt;/span&gt;, unhappy parent of one very unwelcome, excruciatingly painful, .........ya gotta read to the end!!  The last time I was cursed with this I was 8 months pregnant with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LaJeana&lt;/span&gt; and I was in the hospital for three days.  This time I was on the road for a week before I could see a Dr.  I left Monday going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Greensburg&lt;/span&gt;,Pa., the pain hit me like a ton of bricks that night and I swallowed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/span&gt; all night. Unloaded Tuesday morning then picked up a load in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pittsburgh&lt;/span&gt; Pa. going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ochlocknee&lt;/span&gt;,Ga. to be delivered by Thursday morning.  Cant sit still by now the pain is like someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;squeezing&lt;/span&gt; my insides. More &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/span&gt; and its not really  working. Thursday morning I unload and pick up a another load in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Colquitt&lt;/span&gt;, Ga. going to Louisville, Ky.  I am on the road again but the pain has me in tears. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; holding a trash can in my lap, throwing up as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; driving.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; want to stop, I want to get home as fast as possible. By now its Friday morning, Ive had hot and cold chills and cannot even hold down water. The sight of food on the billboards makes me  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;nauseous&lt;/span&gt; again. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; been able to eat or drink anything since Monday and I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; to get really weak. When I finally get to unload in Louisville, they get me half unloaded and go to a meeting so I have to sit there until the meeting is over, that took an extra 1/2 hour.  By the time I drop my truck off at the shop and head home in my car I am just about wiped out with pain, fever,chills, and weakness, and good ole diarrhea too. I called my Dr. from the car and told her the symptoms and she got me right in. After x-rays , pee, and the normal stuff she said what I already knew. "You have a kidney stone, a kidney infection and a bladder infection".  I begged for drugs and she listened. Man, those drugs are some powerful stuff too. I knew better than to take them until I got home since I live about 35 minutes away from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Dr's&lt;/span&gt;. office.  When I got home it was about 4:30 pm. I went to sleep and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; wake up until 10:00 the next day. I had weird crazy dreams but no pain.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; 2200 miles I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; ever want to have to live over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-8659049331420915691?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/8659049331420915691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=8659049331420915691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8659049331420915691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8659049331420915691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-fixin-to-be-unproud-unhappy-parent.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-3514089631508579515</id><published>2009-01-24T07:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T07:51:11.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Go to &lt;a href="http://homerseasidecottages.com/"&gt;http://homerseasidecottages.com/&lt;/a&gt; scroll down to the Sea Gypsy and click. That is April And Jonah's rental home until permanent arrangements are made. On Jan. 10th they moved to Homer Alaska. Its about 6 hours from Jeana now.  Check it out, its a beautiful town on the edge of the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-3514089631508579515?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/3514089631508579515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=3514089631508579515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/3514089631508579515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/3514089631508579515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2009/01/go-to-httphomerseasidecottages.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-5792039171012498404</id><published>2009-01-20T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T06:17:58.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sssoooo&lt;/span&gt; ready for spring too. The other day Paul Harvey said the warm spot in the nation was Fairbanks Alaska! OUCH.   My comfort food yesterday was a big pot roast potatoes and carrots, hot home made bread and chocolate brownies.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; cook like that much any more but yesterday the house needed warmed by the oven, and what better way than to make it smell good too. It was wonderful, my pot roast will go with me to Doylestown, Pa. today and I will enjoy it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;immensely&lt;/span&gt; while the other truckers are eating greasy hamburgers.&lt;br /&gt;ast week I went to Sayerville N.J. and stopped in Harrisburg,Pa on the way back and spent a couple of hours with David. We went to Cracker Barrel to eat lunch by their big fireplace.  He Is stationed at Ft. Indiantown Gap at a little air base only a mile or so from where April went to school. In fact you can see the school from the base. He is going to school for some specialized  helicopter maintance training, and will only be there until Feb. We had a real nice visit. Its so nice to find my family on my travels.  Indiana, Alaska, Florida, North Carolina, Pennsylvania,Virginia, I have people everywhere!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-5792039171012498404?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/5792039171012498404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=5792039171012498404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/5792039171012498404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/5792039171012498404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-sssoooo-ready-for-spring-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-4630456266627063138</id><published>2009-01-09T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:13:22.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want a piece of moms pie!  I went to a local  fruit market today that closes every year from Jan to March.  They  were having an end of season sale and had  bananas for 10 cents a pound. Well I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; pass that up and had to make Greg a banana nut bread. It smelled so good baking that I had to sample it to make sure it was fit to eat, ya know?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; I had my first run in three weeks , to Florida no less. I got to spend a few hours with Andrea  and the babies. They are growing way too fast. Dominic pulls himself up but wont attempt to take a step by himself.  Destiny is such a little lady, she reminds me of Andrea at three years old.   The temp was in the 70s in Florida , it was hard to leave the babies and the sunshine. The closer I got to the Ga. ,Tn. line the worse the weather became. The radio  said that I was going right into the path of a tornado  that was on the ground about 40 miles to my west. So, my (guys) were called into action once again. I stopped at a rest area in a valley and waited out the weather. There was also a traffic accident up the road a piece that had the interstate shut down. I was glad for the break  since I had been driving several hours. I took my time and ate supper, did my paperwork and watched it rain, and after about an hour the road and the weather cleared up, an I went on my way. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;greeted&lt;/span&gt; with winter again when I got home. The next day I went to Indianapolis and it snowed the entire day but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; sticking. I have a three day weekend and Monday I have a run to Alexandria, Va.  See ya in the funny papers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-4630456266627063138?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/4630456266627063138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=4630456266627063138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/4630456266627063138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/4630456266627063138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-piece-of-moms-pie-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-7862983268155858141</id><published>2009-01-02T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:39:49.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SV57TKpa4eI/AAAAAAAAAH0/rosKZqFYeaA/s1600-h/Joel+smileing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286798581785354722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SV57TKpa4eI/AAAAAAAAAH0/rosKZqFYeaA/s320/Joel+smileing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SV57SvImF5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/QCOl-VrDngI/s1600-h/Dominics+big+grin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286798574399920018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SV57SvImF5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/QCOl-VrDngI/s320/Dominics+big+grin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SV57SSAunKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ngaP97N24DM/s1600-h/Destiny+with+necklace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286798566582295714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SV57SSAunKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ngaP97N24DM/s320/Destiny+with+necklace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some new pictures  for ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-7862983268155858141?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/7862983268155858141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=7862983268155858141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7862983268155858141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7862983268155858141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-new-pictures-for-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SV57TKpa4eI/AAAAAAAAAH0/rosKZqFYeaA/s72-c/Joel+smileing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-1929792157890033649</id><published>2008-12-27T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:42:03.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blast it, blast it, blast it!!!!!!!!y camera needs a funeral. It wont stay on long enough to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;Greg and I had Christmas on  Christmas Eve. He is too big for preasents around the tree (thats silly kids stuff ) he says. So we set out in the car to find him a drum set. The kid can play anything he puts his hand too. It makes me want to smack him.  After discovering the music store was closed we went to a couple of malls in Louisville , and about closing time,  we  struck up a real good deal on a beautiful wine red set. It was sitting in a corner and looked as though it had a good size dent in it. After haggeling some we ended up with a $77.00  discount.  When we got home and put it together, the (dent) was only in the protective film around the drum and was easily straightened out.  Greg is in seventh heaven and I am just as pleased that I could get it for him.  He also got three shirts and a coat that he needed desperatly, he picked them all out himself, so we are both happy.  &lt;br /&gt;David and Danielle and Isaiah were here for supper on Christmas day , then again for breakfast today.  They have to leave early Sunday morning, David has to work Monday.    We had a lovely visit.   Looking forward to  Sunday dinner!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-1929792157890033649?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/1929792157890033649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=1929792157890033649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1929792157890033649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1929792157890033649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/12/blast-it-blast-it-blast-ity-camera.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-3650840088158732135</id><published>2008-11-23T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:44:43.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SSnAXJjTHGI/AAAAAAAAAHc/XuR9zFhgMig/s1600-h/at+the+park.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271956342747372642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SSnAXJjTHGI/AAAAAAAAAHc/XuR9zFhgMig/s320/at+the+park.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SSnAWNC-ACI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SUHDwyk6-4Y/s1600-h/IMG_1860%5B1%5DJoel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271956326505644066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SSnAWNC-ACI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SUHDwyk6-4Y/s320/IMG_1860%5B1%5DJoel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SSnAWLRSozI/AAAAAAAAAHM/S5YNIIOCbhM/s1600-h/just+hangin+out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271956326028845874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SSnAWLRSozI/AAAAAAAAAHM/S5YNIIOCbhM/s320/just+hangin+out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SSnAVybDOnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/sbRioB3HAaA/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271956319358892658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SSnAVybDOnI/AAAAAAAAAHE/sbRioB3HAaA/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SSnAV-QW6vI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cjMKdnU37Xs/s1600-h/super+Aiden.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271956322535271154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SSnAV-QW6vI/AAAAAAAAAG8/cjMKdnU37Xs/s320/super+Aiden.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just wanna squeeze them !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-3650840088158732135?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/3650840088158732135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=3650840088158732135' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/3650840088158732135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/3650840088158732135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-wanna-squeeze-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SSnAXJjTHGI/AAAAAAAAAHc/XuR9zFhgMig/s72-c/at+the+park.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-8988935431506556514</id><published>2008-10-29T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T18:36:36.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Destiny and Dominic look like they had fun in th pumpkin patch.  Joel is here and  growing like a weed , up to 7 pounds now.  But his mom and dad look like they need a vacation already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SQkO5XvF2JI/AAAAAAAAAFs/cWqfGSQRxWA/s1600-h/Miller+Pumpkins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262754018345998482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SQkO5XvF2JI/AAAAAAAAAFs/cWqfGSQRxWA/s320/Miller+Pumpkins.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SQkO4zENixI/AAAAAAAAAFk/r8D4EBvyrIQ/s1600-h/Joel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262754008502471442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SQkO4zENixI/AAAAAAAAAFk/r8D4EBvyrIQ/s320/Joel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SQkO47niBCI/AAAAAAAAAFc/FoBxFDQ3AlU/s1600-h/Proud+papa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262754010798097442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SQkO47niBCI/AAAAAAAAAFc/FoBxFDQ3AlU/s320/Proud+papa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SQkO4mNCGAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qP7vyXfGXVM/s1600-h/Pooped+momma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262754005049808898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SQkO4mNCGAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qP7vyXfGXVM/s320/Pooped+momma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-8988935431506556514?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/8988935431506556514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=8988935431506556514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8988935431506556514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8988935431506556514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/10/destiny-and-dominic-look-like-they-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SQkO5XvF2JI/AAAAAAAAAFs/cWqfGSQRxWA/s72-c/Miller+Pumpkins.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-2948141888405845463</id><published>2008-09-03T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T04:44:14.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a wonderful supper at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sharon's&lt;/span&gt; house last night. Impossible Cheeseburger Pie, corn, fried apples, homemade bread and fresh homemade apple butter. Yum-Yum, so so good.  Had a nice visit to, it was just too short.   I had a run to Terre Haute, In. and  stopped at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sharon's&lt;/span&gt; on my way home. The route I usually go had a new wrinkle,  ( bridge out, 8 ton max, local traffic only) so for a moment I was really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;, thinking I would not get to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sharon's&lt;/span&gt; because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know the back roads of In. , but a phone call to the one that lives there, a few minutes with  the map, and I was on my way again.  I came home with 3 orange tomatoes to make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tomato&lt;/span&gt; sandwiches with and discovered my bread was moldy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Didn't&lt;/span&gt; have enough  white flour to make another loaf, so I dug in the freezer and found some whole wheat and made 1/2 and 1/2 bread. Made it in my bread machine so when I got up this morning it smelled like a bakery in my kitchen. Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; waiting for Isaiah to get here to help me eat some of it. I will  keep him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow morning. So excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-2948141888405845463?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/2948141888405845463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=2948141888405845463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/2948141888405845463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/2948141888405845463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/09/had-wonderful-supper-at-sharons-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-4510042941365575492</id><published>2008-08-23T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:19:09.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks Jeanie for the note.&lt;br /&gt;Moms birthday is on the 9th, we just celebrated on the 10th because that was the day we could all get together.   Mine is the 16th.&lt;br /&gt; Not much going on here, same ole same ole.  I just got back from New Jersey, spent all of yesterday in bumper to bumper traffic. I think everybody that lived in NJ was in their car and on the interstate.  So,so glad to get back to quiet little Elizabethtown, where a traffic jam is because the local cinema just let out and it will clear in about 10 minutes.  I honestly cant figure out why any one would want to fight that traffic every day of their life!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-4510042941365575492?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/4510042941365575492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=4510042941365575492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/4510042941365575492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/4510042941365575492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/08/thanks-jeanie-for-note.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-737526353518084454</id><published>2008-08-17T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T12:03:41.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my Birthday Apple Fruitata, a bit tart but the very expensive icecream  I had with it balanced it real good.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SKh1LWZQgzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RLm3s0QzKZA/s1600-h/fruitata.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235563404668732210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SKh1LWZQgzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RLm3s0QzKZA/s320/fruitata.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SKh1LhT4mzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tbmVqd9ssTw/s1600-h/flowers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235563407598983986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SKh1LhT4mzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tbmVqd9ssTw/s320/flowers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday flowers I bought for myself. Some times you just have to party all by your self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SKhzvM4zwiI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PNBu_-1wlSk/s1600-h/tree2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235561821568746018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SKhzvM4zwiI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PNBu_-1wlSk/s320/tree2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My apples, 3-4 have been picked from this cluster already.&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/21129805-737526353518084454?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/737526353518084454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=737526353518084454' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/737526353518084454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/737526353518084454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-my-birthday-apple-fruitata-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SKh1LWZQgzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RLm3s0QzKZA/s72-c/fruitata.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-6619216398172800812</id><published>2008-08-13T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T18:09:48.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My car &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; fixed until about 2:30 on Monday, it turned out to be a simple little plastic clip that cost about $4.00 for a package of 3-4. The clip went into the tube that connected to the fuel filter. The labor cost $40.00. I was so happy to have it fixed I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;  even stress over the  labor.&lt;br /&gt; So... Murphy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; done with me yet though. Since I was stuck at home I decided to make a Hummingbird cake, surely I could make one that was worth $5.00 a slice.  I got the cake made and baked and was starting on the frosting when..... my mixer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;littlerly&lt;/span&gt; blew up in my hands. I had just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;plugged&lt;/span&gt; it in and was attempting to attach the beaters when  it happened. I think if I had the beaters already attached and into the wet liquids in the bowl when I plugged it in  there would have been a much bigger mess to clean up.  But... again Curley and Pete were right there at my elbow.  Thanks again guys!!!!!   A mixer only cost $10.00 at walmart but since I live 5 miles from walmart and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have any roller skates I had to use that antique tool ,  the arm muscle  attached to a wooden spoon to make my frosting.  The cake was light and fluffy with cream cheese &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;icing&lt;/span&gt; and oh sooooo good. It was so good in fact that I took half of it to my neighbors or I would have eaten more than I should have. Greg loved it too  so I saved him a few pieces. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; much for sweets but he said he would help me finish off the cake before it spoiled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-6619216398172800812?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/6619216398172800812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=6619216398172800812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6619216398172800812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6619216398172800812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-car-wasnt-fixed-until-about-230-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-4957331690688187949</id><published>2008-08-11T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T05:40:09.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Murphy</title><content type='html'>Ya know that ancient proverb  "when it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rains&lt;/span&gt; it pours" or the one about "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Murphy&lt;/span&gt;", ?  Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so glad I have "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Murphy&lt;/span&gt; Insurance"..     cause he came knocking , the unwelcome stinker. But,  I have an emergency fund and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to beat him up with it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;By the time I got home from Ind. yesterday I had used 1/4 tank of gas.  So I got on the phone and started calling people I thought would help.   Sure enough the gas line was the problem, but even bigger problems were to come. None of the parts houses carry the part I need and  being Sunday evening on one knew where to find the part.  So here it is Monday morning and my car sits in the driveway without two of its three gas lines and I am stuck until...........?Maybe it can be ordered from a dealer.....?How long will that take....?   One of these days I will own a New car.&lt;br /&gt;For now I need a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;horse&lt;/span&gt; and buggy or some roller skates. They get excellent gas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;millage&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; they?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-4957331690688187949?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/4957331690688187949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=4957331690688187949' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/4957331690688187949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/4957331690688187949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/08/murphy.html' title='Murphy'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-5234931187162687684</id><published>2008-06-29T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T15:23:58.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gods Traffic Jam</title><content type='html'>Do you believe that God would use the foolishness of one person to benefit another?  Well the month of June will be one eventful month for me.  It has helped me to see the hand of God in ways that I normally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; consider as a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, my truck still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; repaired so on Thursday I set out for a routine run to New Jersey. I was in another old beater truck but not the one that broke down in South Carolina.  As I was heading out of town I noticed that the air conditioner was not cooling so I turned around and went back to the shop. After about 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; of charging the mechanic said I would have to turn it down in a bit cause it would get really cold, but... after an hour or so it still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;.   I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; wait any longer so I started out and hoped the weather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; too hot in NJ.    &lt;br /&gt;Most of the way Thursday night it rained so it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; unbearably hot, the night was cool so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even need the truck running while I slept.  Friday morning was  cool for a while, I even wore long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sleeves&lt;/span&gt;. Then about noon the sun woke up and the temp started to rise.&lt;br /&gt; I chugged water and had to stop at every rest stop, sometimes just to cool off.  I was dreading going through Baltimore Maryland because the traffic is always so heavy and if I had to slow  down there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be any air at all.&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like every time I started to get really really hot then the sky would open up with a thunder shower . I kept rolling along and to my surprise Baltimore was not jammed up with traffic. I made  it past the  toll booths and  had two hours to spare before my appointment time to unload when........ 19 miles before the bridge to cross into New Jersey ..... TRAFFIC STOPPED... ALL LANES  EITHER STOPPED OR CRAWLING.   I tried to find a local radio station to get the scoop because it was too early for rush hour traffic.   The radio was too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;staticy&lt;/span&gt; so I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; what was going on.   I was so hot that I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;becoming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt; to my stomach and was dizzy, I was afraid I would have to pull off the road but there was no place to go to get out of the heat. So I crawled along with the rest of the traffic.  THEN at the point that I was about to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;despair&lt;/span&gt;, because of the exhaust fumes and the heat, I began to feel&lt;em&gt; cool&lt;/em&gt; air&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt;  believe it !!!!!!  Where was it comming from? Yes, my air conditioner was working! I rolled up my windows and in about 10 minutes was comfortably cool. And for the next 11 miles and 1 1/2  hours I was one cool cucumber.  All around me other drivers patients were wearing thin and their temperatures were rising with frustration. I did find out eventually that a pick up truck hauling a full size &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;mobile&lt;/span&gt; home across the bridge had turned over and was blocking all 4 lanes. The only reason we were still moving at all is because people were taking alternate routes to get where they were going. For me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; was no alternate route or at least I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know one. But I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; frustrated at all, I was cool and had two hours to spare .&lt;br /&gt; I finally got to my destination exactly 2 hours later and unloaded, went to Pilot for fuel and went to bed without another thought about the traffic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;tie up&lt;/span&gt;, after all they are not uncommon and if you spend as much time on the road as I do they are quiet frequent .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5: 00 the next morning going 65 mph on the same stretch of road that was 5 mph the night before I had an awakening like I wont soon forget. It was as though I heard a voice say "How did you like that traffic jam I made for you yesterday, you needed to cool off and that did the trick".&lt;br /&gt; Well that got me to thinking and the question came to mind, "Does God really care about our every little need, does He have a sense of humor and laugh at our silly mistakes and does He ever take one persons misfortune and use it to the advantage of someone else?  Well, I think  yes. And I also think it happens more often than we give Him credit for.  I need to look for the small things and remember to give God thanks for every one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not a preacher and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; play one on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;. I just know what works for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The air conditioner didn't work a lick all the way home, go figure that one out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-5234931187162687684?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/5234931187162687684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=5234931187162687684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/5234931187162687684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/5234931187162687684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/06/gods-traffic-jam.html' title='Gods Traffic Jam'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-1854975208806312647</id><published>2008-06-24T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:02:36.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so bummed over not getting to go to moms this weekend. Sometimes our best laid plans are shot all to pieces.   I was supposed to go to South Carolina on Friday and come back on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; and be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;able&lt;/span&gt; to go to Ind. on Sunday, but.........&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; not even close to the way things went.&lt;br /&gt; As it tuned out, my regular truck was in the shop for electrical  problems so they gave me an old beater truck that is on the lot for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emergencies&lt;/span&gt;.. I guess they thought this was one of those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;emergencies&lt;/span&gt;.  I loaded in Louisville at 12:00 noon and headed to South Carolina and was supposed to be there by 10:00pm, an easy run, take a 10 hour break and be back by 9:00 pm on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;.  BUT 100 miles into the trip the truck started acting funny, so I called the garage and they told me where to go and have it looked at. I did, but the man there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have the part I needed (2 hours wasted and I only have 3 to spare) so I was to go on to Knoxville &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tennessee&lt;/span&gt; and find the T/A truck stop and they would be waiting for me.  Got there in record time, it took me 4 hours to go 111 miles!!!!  They changed the fuel filter and I was on the road in 1 hour.  The truck worked great for about 30 minutes then it was worse than before.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; pull  a hill and top speed was about 45 miles an hour.  I drove until my 11 hour driving time was up but was still 5 hours from my destination. I called in and told the dispatcher I was exhausted and would hit it again the next day (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;). He told me that the place I was going to was already closed and would not open again until Monday morning. Great, just plum great!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; stuck in South Carolina for the weekend in a stinky borrowed truck, no money, no food, no hope!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; morning I drove the rest of the way, but the destination was in an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; remote part of the country so I told dispatch I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; staying there for two days and would find a truck stop where I felt safer, he said to "do what ya gotta do girl, just be safe ".  I was so tired I went in took a shower and hit the bunk. I could sleep late Sunday morning cause I had no place to be.  When I woke up about 7:30 ( so much for sleeping late)  I was bored and had to find something to do. I had been wanting to get a hair cut and it seemed like a good thing to do to kill some time. So I found a W&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;almart&lt;/span&gt;, (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; that what a girls gotta do, I had to have some magazines, or knitting to keep me busy, and a change of clothes). While in W&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;almart&lt;/span&gt;  a huge storm settled right over the store and  stayed there for about 1/2 an hour.  I made my purchases and went out to the truck, and  WHAT, MY BED IS SOAKED , THE WIND BLEW SO HARD AND IT RAINED SO HARD THAT MY SLEEPER LEAKED!!!!.   Now I would have to spend the night in a motel. Brother or should I say Bother, whats that going to cost me?  Good thing I had an emergency fund ( Dave Ramsey has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;taught&lt;/span&gt; me well).  $41.00 I sure hope they reimburse me for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning I was up early delivered my load by 7:30, then I had to call the garage to see what to do with my truck. They sent me to a third place to have it looked at, but ...Yep you guessed it ... they cant get to it until Tuesday morning. Another night in a motel, $61.00 this time and yes they will reimburse me for both nights.  The motel is right beside the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I left home I brought 1 change of clothes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all I needed for an overnight trip. But 4 nights is a different story. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; you know there was a W&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;almart&lt;/span&gt; just across the street from the motel but I would have to walk since my truck was locked in the lot to be worked on in the morning.  So, walk I did, 94 degrees it was . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not used to walking and it made me hungry. I stopped along the way at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Maurcie's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;barbecue&lt;/span&gt;, I was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have any flavor and by now I was hot, tired and ready for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;air conditioner&lt;/span&gt; at the motel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning they had my truck ready about 12:30 and  you know I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; the least bit sorry to leave and head north. Truck run great for about 2 hours, then the bottom fell out again. This time I was crawling up hills at 10 miles an hour and in second gear, blue smoke just a rolling out the stack. I called the garage again . Needless to say after $1061.60 worth of repairs it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be acting up already. I was too far gone to turn back so he ask me if I felt comfortable driving on home and if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; make it they would call me a wrecker.  I told him I would limp home at 10 miles an hour if I had to.  At times it would run great but on the hills I was praying all the way up. More than once I thought  this is as far as she will make it and I will have to walk to see where I am because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; paying enough attention to the mile markers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I made it home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;and was&lt;/span&gt; only about 1 hour later than I would have been if the truck was running right. I found a short cut &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the country side that saved  about 50 miles and 1 1/2 hours .    When I got home Greg was laying on the couch, I ask if he was hungry and he had the nerve to say 'Yes, do you want to fix me something to eat". UH, NO!!!.  I talked him into walking to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Jerrys&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; about a mile from our house. We had a nice supper, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have to cook or clean up and then we walked it off  going back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I am pooped and going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Anybody want to go with me next time? It gets pretty lonely out there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I have spell check or you wouldn't have been able to read this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-1854975208806312647?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/1854975208806312647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=1854975208806312647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1854975208806312647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1854975208806312647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-so-bummed-over-not-getting-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-693347385254933928</id><published>2008-06-19T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:41:49.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Tree</title><content type='html'>This apple tree was a volunteer in my back yard but was growing too close to the house, so about 8 years ago I dug it up and planted it out in the yard. Last year it had three &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;narley&lt;/span&gt; little apples that the birds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; even eat, but... this year it is loaded . The apples are only about the size of a golf ball and are already turning red as you can see in the top one on this cluster.  The tree is only about 15 feet tall and the branches are about the size of  two fingers together so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking I will have to prop up some of these branches to keep them from breaking.  I have had problems in the past with neighborhood kids stealing watermelons and  using my tomatoes for splatter balls. So, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking... an electric fence,... bees.... a doberman...... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;surveillance&lt;/span&gt; cameras...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; open for suggestions!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SFpgjxsLKXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pzm24kWp_iA/s1600-h/apple+tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213585686385076594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SFpgjxsLKXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pzm24kWp_iA/s320/apple+tree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-693347385254933928?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/693347385254933928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=693347385254933928' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/693347385254933928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/693347385254933928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/06/apple-tree.html' title='Apple Tree'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SFpgjxsLKXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pzm24kWp_iA/s72-c/apple+tree.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-8933112739850129320</id><published>2008-05-28T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:41:49.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dominic found his thumb.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SD1pTbuW_mI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QpMtiPq9wE8/s1600-h/thumb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205432526890794594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SD1pTbuW_mI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QpMtiPq9wE8/s320/thumb.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-8933112739850129320?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/8933112739850129320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=8933112739850129320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8933112739850129320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8933112739850129320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/05/dominic-found-his-thumb.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SD1pTbuW_mI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QpMtiPq9wE8/s72-c/thumb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-6848333842818021177</id><published>2008-05-28T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:15:30.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay here's my update. ........  Nuttin but nuttin goin on here!!!!   Im still alive and kikkin but not the least bit interesting.  So sorry .   Going to Huntsville tonight , be back in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. its Gregs last day of school today, for the year. Now he gets to work like a dog all summer if he intends to buy a car. He will be 16 in July.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-6848333842818021177?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/6848333842818021177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=6848333842818021177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6848333842818021177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6848333842818021177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay-heres-my-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-6738680835067231895</id><published>2008-05-02T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T18:36:59.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I tell you, after reading about all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;devastation&lt;/span&gt; across Mo. last night and this morning it really makes me count my blessings. I was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wichita&lt;/span&gt;, Ks Thursday morning and had to come &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; Kansas City and was home last night, (after stopping at Lois's house for a wonderful salad supper) about 11:30 . The wind was horrible, mostly from the south at about 35 mph gusts. But as I came east I could see the sky darkening behind me and at times it seemed like the wind was at my back, even  pushing me home. I even commented to Lois that somehow I had made real good time and was almost two hours earlier than I expected to be. I guess some of my angels were behind me making sure I was out of danger. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how many times over the last three years in this job that I have heard of terrible weather or accidents just behind me. I'm so glad I know the maker of the storm, and I am very aware of the times He has changed my plans to keep me from being where the destruction was to be, or of the times when I have taken a wrong turn   just to find out later that the road I would have taken was shut down because of an accident and I would have been right in the middle of the mess.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how people live without the peace that passes all understanding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-6738680835067231895?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/6738680835067231895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=6738680835067231895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6738680835067231895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6738680835067231895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-tell-you-after-reading-about-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-731832543175996199</id><published>2008-04-23T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:41:50.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dominic and Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SA-GxxKjMzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ibv0S_aVRsY/s1600-h/feeding+brother.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192517084950770482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SA-GxxKjMzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ibv0S_aVRsY/s320/feeding+brother.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SA-GeRKjMyI/AAAAAAAAADw/KHD0kJ5yksk/s1600-h/big+boy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192516749943321378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SA-GeRKjMyI/AAAAAAAAADw/KHD0kJ5yksk/s320/big+boy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dominic is really growing fast, and sister is a good little helper too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been home now since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; and I am really getting the itch. I called my dispatcher and he said the whole company is dead right now but I am the first on the list so I may be getting a call tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I sure hope so, but at the same time I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to have to be gone on the weekend. Today is Isaiah's third birthday and they are having a birthday party for him on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; , so I gotta be here.   I asked Isaiah what he wanted for his birthday and he said drums. He got  a set of drums last year so I asked why he needed new ones and he said, "Because I play them hard and they broke".  He also said he wanted cowboy boots , and he loves the grocery cart he got for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; but needs play groceries to go in it. So, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; decided what to get yet.&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/21129805-731832543175996199?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/731832543175996199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=731832543175996199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/731832543175996199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/731832543175996199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/04/dominic-and-destiny.html' title='Dominic and Destiny'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/SA-GxxKjMzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ibv0S_aVRsY/s72-c/feeding+brother.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-2835125638238715253</id><published>2008-04-19T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T14:33:25.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoefly pie</title><content type='html'>Funny how some of the words are transcribed on the Jott network. Shoesaw pie, was shoefly pie and it wasn't anything like a shoefly pie. No syrup on the bottom and crumbs on the top, just a cake like consistency all the way down. No molasses although he said it was molasses, it tasted just like Karo syrup cake. YUKKK.&lt;br /&gt; I'm so glad to be back to my little country town. I really don't like NY city with a fierce passion. Jott said "I would live there for money, but I said, "I would not". Because the Pope was there yesterday it &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; took me 2 hours to drive 5 blocks., no other way around just had to endure.  I had a massive headache from all the exhaust and the horn honking, then the Holland Tunnel and when I woke up this morning my clutch ankle was so stiff that I could hardly move it. It pained me all the way home, I tried to shift without the clutch and was only successful about half the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-2835125638238715253?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/2835125638238715253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=2835125638238715253' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/2835125638238715253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/2835125638238715253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/04/shoefly-pie.html' title='Shoefly pie'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-7956301344148892558</id><published>2008-04-18T06:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T06:16:59.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am on the New Jersey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I am on the New Jersey Turnpike, getting ready to go through the Holland Tunnel. I have been sitting here on your blook(?) to get into the tunnel for about half-an-hour. Looks like it's going to be another half-an-hour. I would live in the city if you paid me $10000 on top of salary, just to live here. This is  horrible. I hate it. I want to get back to my little country town, where I can go from one end to the city to the other end of the city in 5 minutes. &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.jott.com/show.aspx?id=e14519e6-21d6-459b-aa52-f2a0830eaa31'&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://jott.com'&gt;Jott&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/21129805-7956301344148892558?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/7956301344148892558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=7956301344148892558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7956301344148892558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7956301344148892558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-on-new-jersey.html' title='I am on the New Jersey...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-1070016398355075103</id><published>2008-04-17T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T17:07:37.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey folks, I am sitting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Hey folks, I am sitting here at Blue Beacon waiting, about fourth truck in line to get my truck washed. And earlier I stopped at a Fruit Market and the guy talked me into buying a Shoeslaw(?) pie. He promised that it was an original, authentic, Pennsylvania Dutch Shoesaw(?) pie. It turns out to be a Karo cake. It is not nothing like Shoeslaw pie, and I am so disappointed. I want my money back. &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.jott.com/show.aspx?id=980438fe-7d4d-491c-973e-c38b63c77198'&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://jott.com'&gt;Jott&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/21129805-1070016398355075103?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/1070016398355075103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=1070016398355075103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1070016398355075103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1070016398355075103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-folks-i-am-sitting.html' title='Hey folks, I am sitting...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-7310513101776677026</id><published>2008-04-05T05:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T05:54:23.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope you are enjoying...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I hope you are enjoying your sunshine today.  I'm in South Georgia and it is raining cats and dogs, and I talked to Andrey yesterday and she said it was raining cows and horses there.  So, I may have rain until I get home.  Enjoy the sunshine.  Bye. &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.jott.com/show.aspx?id=d190aa53-44df-492d-9955-e14905380760'&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://jott.com'&gt;Jott&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/21129805-7310513101776677026?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/7310513101776677026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=7310513101776677026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7310513101776677026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7310513101776677026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-hope-you-are-enjoying.html' title='I hope you are enjoying...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-5451408971278718609</id><published>2008-04-01T17:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T17:50:27.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like this. I...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I don't like this. I wanna come home. I'm driving through Illinois and their fields are so flooded that the water is within 2 feet of the inner state. I don't like this. I don't like driving by water at night. Help! &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.jott.com/show.aspx?id=10e1eb00-86ac-4907-b05d-8bde2047b732'&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://jott.com'&gt;Jott&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/21129805-5451408971278718609?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/5451408971278718609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=5451408971278718609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/5451408971278718609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/5451408971278718609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-don-like-this-i.html' title='I don&amp;#39;t like this. I...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-6249629155694902087</id><published>2008-03-30T05:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T05:12:28.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No, I was not bombed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;No, I was not bombed I was bummed because I didn't have my baby pictures with me. &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.jott.com/show.aspx?id=72c45d64-04f2-4b91-a865-fe5585abb9f7'&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a target='_blank' href='http://jott.com'&gt;Jott&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/21129805-6249629155694902087?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/6249629155694902087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=6249629155694902087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6249629155694902087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6249629155694902087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-i-was-not-bombed.html' title='No, I was not bombed...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-8027908111461699508</id><published>2008-03-29T15:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T16:25:59.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Would you believe when I got home today my pictures of Dominic were in the mail. So sorry, I did not have them with me when I was in Indiana. I am bummed about that. &lt;a href="http://www.jott.com/show.aspx?id=548dd324-1168-4286-9a28-ca85ba4520b2" target="_blank"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://jott.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Jott&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/21129805-8027908111461699508?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/8027908111461699508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=8027908111461699508' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8027908111461699508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8027908111461699508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/03/would-you-believe-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-1412924942584912001</id><published>2008-03-26T19:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T19:40:41.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Ruthie, I finally figured it out. &lt;a href="http://www.jott.com/show.aspx?id=8454ea46-7661-4f75-a79a-a8703087f198" target="_blank"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by &lt;a href="http://jott.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Jott&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/21129805-1412924942584912001?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/1412924942584912001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=1412924942584912001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1412924942584912001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1412924942584912001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/03/rosy-i-finally-figured.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-7229495284025731317</id><published>2008-03-19T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:41:50.406-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dominic Chase'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/R-F9aZYMH5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/VVnk6-jPyfA/s1600-h/Dominic+Chase.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179558938895196050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/R-F9aZYMH5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/VVnk6-jPyfA/s320/Dominic+Chase.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/R-F9aZYMH6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/-PAY62DLBdY/s1600-h/miller+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179558938895196066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/R-F9aZYMH6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/-PAY62DLBdY/s320/miller+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the only pictures I have so far. Aint he a cutie?   The only difference in Dominic and Destinys baby pictures is that Destiny had curly hair and Dominic's is straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im hoping to have more pictures soon. Ruth took a bunch so keep watching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-7229495284025731317?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/7229495284025731317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=7229495284025731317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7229495284025731317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7229495284025731317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/03/these-are-only-pictures-i-have-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/R-F9aZYMH5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/VVnk6-jPyfA/s72-c/Dominic+Chase.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-1899044275801720485</id><published>2008-03-11T08:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T08:48:54.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grandbaby&lt;/span&gt;, Dominic Chase was born last night a little after 10pm. Weighing 7 lbs 10 oz and 20 1/2 inches long. Mom (Andrea) and baby are doing wonderful. And daddy is so happy he could hardly contain himself when he called last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya think if I change to spring colors it will hurry the season???? Well, me neither, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pooo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We woke up to about 6 inches of snow on the ground on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; stop until I measured 12 inches on the sidewalk. Greg had to go to work at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;McD&lt;/span&gt; and I had never driven my new (used) car in the snow yet so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know what to expect. That baby fired right up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;handled&lt;/span&gt; like she was wearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chains&lt;/span&gt;. It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;equipped&lt;/span&gt; with a traction control devise , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;unbeknown&lt;/span&gt; to me, and  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; spin or even let me when I tried to.  G got to work on time and was the only employee that did so the manager gave him an extra $10.00 just for being there on time.  He worked there until 2:30 then walked across the street to Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Gatties&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;worked&lt;/span&gt; d there until 7:00pm, needless to say he was tuckered out by the time I went to pick him up. Then he had to get up and do it all over again the next day. At this speed he will have his $600.00 cell phone bill paid real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; headed to N.J. tonight, hope they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have snow covered roads still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-1899044275801720485?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/1899044275801720485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=1899044275801720485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1899044275801720485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1899044275801720485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-new-grandbaby-dominic-chase-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-488873065290387482</id><published>2008-03-06T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T20:37:52.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I kinda got my dates &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cornfuzed&lt;/span&gt;..  Jeana is due sometime in October (duh).   I guess I was just excited to get it straight.   I plan on taking my two week vacation in December this year and going to Alaska, so any one want to go with me???? Greg will go of course and maybe one of Jeana's friends from church. I will tell her congrats from you all.&lt;br /&gt;Jeanie I had one trip south, Houston &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TX&lt;/span&gt;. actually and it was 72 degrees there and 7 degrees here when I left. I brought back a whole truck load of warm air but somehow it all leaked out before I got back.  Ill have to have that leak checked out because I sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want that happening again.  I came home from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; last Friday and heard that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TX&lt;/span&gt; had an ice storm over the weekend. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure glad I escaped that one. Was in New Jersey earlier this week and  it rained the entire way there and back.   I took off today tomorrow and the weekend, just needed some home time and it sure feels good to sleep in a bed that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; surrounded by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;air brakes&lt;/span&gt; popping off all night long.  Most of the time I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even hear it, but occasionally I happen to park beside a truck that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; needs to have a muffler on the break system.   I've only had to deal with bad bad weather one time this winter and I was only grounded for an extra 6 hours, which I spent catching up on some much needed sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-488873065290387482?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/488873065290387482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=488873065290387482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/488873065290387482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/488873065290387482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-i-kinda-got-my-dates-cornfuzed.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-3438668104192125883</id><published>2008-03-02T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:58:02.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;GRANDBABY #6 IS ON ITS WAY, WILL BE A CHRISTMAS BABY.  LITTLE JEANA IS GONNA BE A MOMMY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-3438668104192125883?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/3438668104192125883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=3438668104192125883' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/3438668104192125883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/3438668104192125883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/03/grandbaby-6-is-on-its-way-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-8602465896257345847</id><published>2008-01-24T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:41:50.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/R5lJ5baXAoI/AAAAAAAAACs/ovYDMTd1eHQ/s1600-h/sunshine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159236099089302146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/R5lJ5baXAoI/AAAAAAAAACs/ovYDMTd1eHQ/s320/sunshine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have stayed in Florida a few days.  When I left here on Tuesday, school was cancelled. Got to Jacksonville, Florida  on Wednesday and it was close to 70 degrees. Then on the way home this morning, somewhere about the Georgia/Tennessee line there was snow flurries.  THEN something like cold degrees when I got home.  I dont know what the temp was, probably 20's, too cold for just tee shirt sleeves.  Bbbrrrrr!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-8602465896257345847?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/8602465896257345847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=8602465896257345847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8602465896257345847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8602465896257345847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-should-have-stayed-in-florida-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/R5lJ5baXAoI/AAAAAAAAACs/ovYDMTd1eHQ/s72-c/sunshine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-7257511527011750175</id><published>2008-01-09T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T17:38:34.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had quite a scare today, turned out to be nothing much.G called me at 3:30 ( I was in Charleston W.V. on my way back from N.J) and said he did not go to school today because last night he slipped and fell on the kitchen floor and busted his chin open. He said there was blood all over the place and he didn't know if it was ever going to stop bleeding, said he thought he needed stitches. So he didn't go to school because it was hard to talk and he was scared to have people ask him what happened while I wasn't here. WELL, those last 4 hours it took me to drive home I imagined the worst. As I could see it there was a 4 inch long and a 1/2 inch deep gash in his chin that needed at least 20 stitches. I just knew I was going to walk in to find his clothes soaked in blood and a pool on the floor that still needed to be cleaned up. Since I drove the truck home instead of going to Louisville to get my car,( it would have taken an hour longer), I was trying to decide which one of the neighbors I was going to have to pay to take us to the ER. I could see a long painful night ahead of us. But, when I got here, I almost laughed with relief at the 1/4 inch split in the chin of my 15 year old baby boy, so worried about a scar. No blood on the floor or his clothes and he only used toilet paper to clean up his face. Talk about a fish story. No doubt he was scared, he has always disliked the sight of blood, but I'm wondering if he didn't cry wolf just a bit too loud. He sure knows how to cause me more grey hair. Good thing my truck wouldn't go any faster than 70, it would have been embarrassing to get a police escort home to find a calm kid with a scratch on his chin.I know some day it will be funny but not tonight!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-7257511527011750175?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/7257511527011750175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=7257511527011750175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7257511527011750175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7257511527011750175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/01/had-quite-scare-today-turned-out-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-8193509250504168735</id><published>2008-01-03T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T12:30:32.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a house full of people over the Christmas and New years week.  Some were sick and some were sicker than others. Two ended up at the Dr.s office with upper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;respiratory&lt;/span&gt; infections, ear infections and just the plain ole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yukky's&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; no way to spend a vacation!!!! One of the stewardesses on Aprils first flight was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;visibly&lt;/span&gt; ill and had no business working that day, but there she was, spreading her germs all over the country.   Thank God that Andrea, being 6 months pregnant, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; catch anything. We learned after everybody went home that the kids were exposed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;strep&lt;/span&gt; throat. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think anybody carried that home with them. &lt;br /&gt;The day the last ones left for home I also left on a run to Florida. Thinking it was going to be warm when I got there, I was sadly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;, and woke up to 18 cold degrees on Tuesday morning in St.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Augustine&lt;/span&gt; Florida.  I want spring now !!!!!  I got back this morning and found it was actually warmer here than it was down south. I turned in my nice warm truck and drove my cold cold car home and still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; warmed up.  Did I mention I am ready for spring???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-8193509250504168735?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/8193509250504168735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=8193509250504168735' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8193509250504168735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8193509250504168735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2008/01/had-house-full-of-people-over-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-7018666573760173194</id><published>2007-11-09T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T06:35:13.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuttin Happenin</title><content type='html'>Nuttin happenin thats newsworthy in my neck of the woods either.&lt;br /&gt; I was supposed to get a run to St Augustine,Florida for yesterday, but as I was on my way to the pick up, dispatch called and said the load would not be done until today. So he gave me a short run to Richmond,Ind for yesterday . Well..... when I turned in my paperwork last night and tried to get the particulars on the Florida run, they said the computers were on the blink again ( this happens about every three months) and to call in the morning.    I called, they still cant tell me, so here I sit!!!! 1100 miles for the week, that stinks!!!!!! Cant really get into anything at home because I dont know how much time I have, might have to jump and run. Thats the life of a truck driver, exciting , but ever so maddening too. I need to paint two rooms, rip up carpet and lay down wood laminate floors in the diningroom and livingroom and a whole host of other stuff , but I really dont want to get started just to have to leave it undone.&lt;br /&gt;I also need to do my cooking for a week, Ive used up everything in the freezer and thats a recipe for weight gain for sure.   Its too easy to just grab a hamburger while on the move.  My weight loss has stalled and I really need to get back on track quick. &lt;br /&gt;Thats my nuttin happenin's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-7018666573760173194?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/7018666573760173194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=7018666573760173194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7018666573760173194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7018666573760173194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/11/nuttin-happenin.html' title='Nuttin Happenin'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-7019111759912796049</id><published>2007-09-14T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T19:18:17.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess its about timeI update too, since everybody else is.  Actually this is the first time Ive even seen the computer in two weeks.  Ive gone from Olyphant, Pa.  to home then back to Hershey,Pa.  to Mckinney,Tx.  to Detroit, Mi.  to Oklahoma City, Ok.   with hardly even a 10 hour break in between runs. I was supposed to go to Ga. in the morning but I begged off for the weekend and will leave again Sunday night for Metairie, La. and be back Monday night.  We have been covered up with freight and we have to get it while the gettin is good( cause it aint always like this).   Its a good thing I had a lot of stuff cooked up and in the freezer cause  I would have been hard pressed to find time to cook or eat.  Ive only lost 1 pound a week because I cannot drink all my water and run that hard. So after Daniells yard sale in the morning I will be cooking to replenish my stock. &lt;br /&gt; Nothing much is happening in my neck of the woods except, the laundry continues to pile up, the grass continues to grow and the sink is never void of dirty dishes.  The cat wants attention, the bills still need paid, the floor needs swept and the windows need washed, and  on and on and on and on.  How do I get it all done, you ask?  Well, I dont, it will all be there when I finally get to it. Its not going anywhere and I am in no hurry.&lt;br /&gt; On my way to Oklahoma City and back I watched three beautiful sunrises and was amazed at how fast we rush through life and never take the time to even see the beauty that God put all around us.  I am thankful that God chose to show me His handiwork in a spectacular sunrise , not just once or twice but three days in a row.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-7019111759912796049?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/7019111759912796049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=7019111759912796049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7019111759912796049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7019111759912796049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/09/guess-its-about-timei-update-too-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-2238700637496614326</id><published>2007-08-02T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:09:52.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More grandbabies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Well, Andrea called me Sunday and said they are expecting another bundle of joy. She just did the test and was in tears of joy. They had been trying to get pg in July so the new baby wouldnt have its birthday in the same month as Destiny's. They barely made it, but I think she was pregnant when April was ther cause April said that Andrea was a bear and Cody couldnt seem to do anything right. Hormones, ya know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt; Cody is hoping for twin boys, silly silly man!!! He really doesnt know what trouble he is wishing for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Soooooooooo, I've lost 37 pounds now and finally people are begining to notice and say something. I still have 30 pounds to go. My Dr. took me off all blood pressure meds, and was so shocked with the weight loss that she didnt know what to say. BP was 116/69. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-2238700637496614326?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/2238700637496614326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=2238700637496614326' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/2238700637496614326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/2238700637496614326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-grandbabies.html' title='More grandbabies'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-9183363198536501486</id><published>2007-05-20T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T13:23:17.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got the shock of a lifetime this morning when I stepped on the scales.  I have been really trying to   eat "on plan" just by the sheet big sis sent me to get started with.  Naturally everything I had in the house to eat was the wrong thing, it either contained salt or sugar or both. So I did a little purging and discovered I had to go shopping, but, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have time so for the three days I was gone I did the best I could and ate what I had that was as close to right as I could get. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; drink much water cause I would have to stop every 15 minutes to ( well, you know). So I figured at least I wont gain weight and my heart will be healthier  without all the naughty foods.&lt;br /&gt;But, shock upon shock I had lost 3, yes, THREE pounds in three days, and I ate all day long, go figure!!!!!  This time it was not from being sick, just from being sick and tired of being fat and tired all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Today foe lunch I made "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Crock pot&lt;/span&gt; Swiss Steak" with potatoes and carrots and a salad. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Recipe&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;recipe&lt;/span&gt; exchange. Man was it good and even Danielle  and Greg liked it. David is gone this weekend on drill duty.  I have enough left over to eat on three or four days. I AM &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SYKED&lt;/span&gt;.   SIZE 8 , I AM ON MY WAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-9183363198536501486?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/9183363198536501486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=9183363198536501486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/9183363198536501486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/9183363198536501486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-got-shock-of-lifetime-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-4071847847216269178</id><published>2007-05-19T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T16:51:42.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Jersy is not one of my favorite places to go but it was worth 1400 miles  and my company just picked up 2-3 runs a week there  so I guess Ill be going back soon. Did you know there is as much traffic at 6:15 on a Saterday morning as there is at 5:00 pm on Fridays in Baltimoer Md.?&lt;br /&gt;What a nightmare, you couldnt pay me to live any where close to Baltimore Md. or Washington DC. and have to contend with that every day. Its no wonder people are stressed out.  One thing that keeps me sane in those situtations is knowing that I am only passing thru and tomorrow I will be back to greener pastures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-4071847847216269178?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/4071847847216269178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=4071847847216269178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/4071847847216269178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/4071847847216269178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-jersy-is-not-one-of-my-favorite.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-5609196045494580493</id><published>2007-05-12T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T19:53:31.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jeannie, I got my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CDL&lt;/span&gt; through the Board of Education to drive a school bus. It is only a Class B . That was fairly easy except for the air brakes, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know anything about air brakes and I had to take that portion of the test twice. To drive a tractor and trailer you have to have a Class A, that was a whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; ball game and I had to take the test three times just to get my permit. Va. might have an easier test than Ky. does, it was tough. There were general knowledge questions on the test that were not covered in the book that I had no general knowledge of at the time.  Even the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;examiner&lt;/span&gt; agreed with me that there were questions that were not covered in the book. Each time I took the test it was a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; so  there was no way of knowing the questions that were wrong  from the previous test. It cost me $60.00 just for the permit and mine runs out in Aug. so I'm pestering my dispatchers to let me train on a tractor before it runs out. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to loose me as a straight truck driver because I've never turned down a run or complained about where they send me, so they are procrastinating.  But time is running out and I'm not about to waste that $60.00 .&lt;br /&gt; I've used up all my time for this week so I am off all weekend, I like it when it works out that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-5609196045494580493?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/5609196045494580493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=5609196045494580493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/5609196045494580493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/5609196045494580493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/05/jeannie-i-got-my-cdl-through-board-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-1548015427728036756</id><published>2007-05-09T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T13:24:45.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JUST FELT THE NEED FOR A CHANGE, LAVENDER IS MORE THE COLOR OF SPRING ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;WORK IS BEGINING TO PICK UP NOW, I HAVE OVER 2000 MILES THIS WEEK AND ITS ONLY WEDNESDAY, USUALLY BY THIS TIME I MIGHT HAVE 800. I WENT TO OKLAHOMA CITY, OK. OVER THE WEEKEND, GOT BACK MONDAY TUESDAY AND WASN'T HOME 20 MINUTES UNTIL THEY CALLED ME BACK TO DO A CHICAGO RUN FOR TUESDAY NIGHT.  NEEDLESS TO SAY I WAS POOPED SO I DIDNT EVEN CALL TO LET THEM KNOW I WAS HOME UNTIL JUST A FEW MINUTES AGO. I DIDNT GET UP TODAY UNTIL 2:00 PM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-1548015427728036756?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/1548015427728036756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=1548015427728036756' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1548015427728036756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1548015427728036756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-felt-need-for-change-lavender-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-7571188044042327074</id><published>2007-05-01T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T07:00:23.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am feeling much better, still get real tired real quick tho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This afternoon I am going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fayetteville&lt;/span&gt;, Ga. Its about 400 miles and takes about 6 hours one way. I will stop somewhere to sleep and come back tomorrow, that way I wont get to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt;. I know its just driving, but it can really wear you out sometimes, especially going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; Atlanta Ga. Some times it all a person can do just to keep from loosing your religion. Usually I drive the whole way there, unload, and high tail it home, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; going to pamper myself this time, and get some rest. Greg usually stays with a friend when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; gone overnight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharon I copied those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;menus&lt;/span&gt; you posted for the first four days, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jumpin&lt;/span&gt; in with both feet cause my appetite is back with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;vengeance&lt;/span&gt; and I too hate to be hungry. Last night I grilled several &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;chicken&lt;/span&gt; breasts so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; looking forward to being less of me than I am now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; going right now to the store to buy some short sleeve shirts, I intend for them to get so big that I have to go buy more!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-7571188044042327074?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/7571188044042327074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=7571188044042327074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7571188044042327074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/7571188044042327074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-feeling-much-better-still-get-real.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-3604884442197307770</id><published>2007-04-28T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T08:59:25.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay,S. you have my attention. Send me the website where all this info and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recipes&lt;/span&gt; are. If you had a link on your site I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know what I was looking for. I just happen to have a freezer full of chicken and I think I could do that too. The oatmeal is  iffy, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know if I could swallow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;y'all&lt;/span&gt;.  I' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been some under the weather, I mean under, under the weather. So sick in fact  that I lost 12 pounds in three days, my electrolytes were going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;, my liver was on vacation and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;potassium&lt;/span&gt; was nearly depleted because of dehydration. I spent all day Wednesday in the ER. They cave me one bag of potassium and three liters of glucose. I feel much better but am still very tired and weak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-3604884442197307770?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/3604884442197307770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=3604884442197307770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/3604884442197307770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/3604884442197307770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/04/okays.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-6045603806053350225</id><published>2007-03-30T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T20:31:32.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All is finished now.  The contractor finished up today with the siding. Turned out that they were afraid the new siding wouldn't match the old color so the insurance man said to replace the whole back of the house. There were a few holes from hail storms in the past, so now they are all gone too.  And the color matches perfect.  Last Saturday I had a couple teens come over and clean up all the broken blocks under the house so the workers wouldn't trip over them. The contractor said he was going to take care of that but since I had already done it he gave me a $50.00 check out of his commission.   The cars insurance co is going to pay all of my lost wages and I should get that check in the mail tomorrow. I tell you if it gets any better you may just hear me holler all the way to where you are. God is so good and when He takes care of a problem He leaves no stone unturned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-6045603806053350225?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/6045603806053350225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=6045603806053350225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6045603806053350225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6045603806053350225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/03/all-is-finished-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-8961820549656437158</id><published>2007-03-21T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:41:51.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 am wake up call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/RgGIYweO0SI/AAAAAAAAABM/1eS-0ybKE7I/s1600-h/view+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044463016541606178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/RgGIYweO0SI/AAAAAAAAABM/1eS-0ybKE7I/s320/view+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/RgGHOweO0RI/AAAAAAAAABE/xazrlAvOEXo/s1600-h/view+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044461745231286546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/RgGHOweO0RI/AAAAAAAAABE/xazrlAvOEXo/s200/view+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is part of the damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-8961820549656437158?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/8961820549656437158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=8961820549656437158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8961820549656437158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/8961820549656437158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/03/2-am-wake-up-call.html' title='2 am wake up call'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/RgGIYweO0SI/AAAAAAAAABM/1eS-0ybKE7I/s72-c/view+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-1727488007789307997</id><published>2007-03-21T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T02:29:25.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Nightmare</title><content type='html'>Well where to begin.........&lt;br /&gt; About 3:00 this morning I was abruptly awakened by a huge blow to the house. At first I thought there had been a lightning strike close by but as I came awake I started to hear voices. I went to look out the bathroom window to find a car sticking out of the back of my house all the way up to the back doors.&lt;br /&gt;Two people were standing on the sidewalk hugging each other and there had to be a third because they were saying  "hurry up man, someone is comming". By the time I got outside only two people were left and they were walking away.&lt;br /&gt;I called the police and the fire dept caise I didnt know if the car was on fire , there was smoke.&lt;br /&gt;The police tracked down the girl but the person driving still hasnt been found and the officer told me he was a frequent flyer. I guess he has a pretty good record and thats why he ran. The little girl 17 yrs old and very pregnant, tried to say she was driving but there were wittnesses that said she was sitting in the back seat. It seemd that no one was injured but from the looks of the car and the damage to my house I dont know how they managed not to be hurt.  The hole in my house is mainly to the block foundation, and some siding, along with ALL the plumbing, and the airconditioner unit. The fire dept did a look thru and said it was safe to stay here but we dont have any plumbing, tiolet, shower. The water is still on but the sewer and drain water just emptys under the house. Man what a mess.    &lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to leave on a trip to Austin Texas at 6:00 this morning, but had to call in and have someone else do that run. It was the only run I had this week so next week I will have no paycheck. I dont know if the insurance company will reimburse me for the wages lost or not. I did call the claims hot line but have to wait till 8:00am  when the office opens for someone to come out and talk to me.   I dont even know what to do next. It makes me wonder why, I know that"All things work together for good to them that love God", but right now I cannot see any good, or even a lame reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-1727488007789307997?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/1727488007789307997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=1727488007789307997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1727488007789307997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/1727488007789307997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/03/living-nightmare.html' title='Living Nightmare'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-6791689424818343777</id><published>2007-03-09T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:41:51.977-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alaiyas first birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/RfIbJYpe93I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UainnoPBDnQ/s1600-h/Alaiyahs+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040120781030225778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/RfIbJYpe93I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UainnoPBDnQ/s320/Alaiyahs+birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/RfIajYpe92I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TEILNeOfS3g/s1600-h/Alaiyah+is+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040120128195196770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/RfIajYpe92I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TEILNeOfS3g/s320/Alaiyah+is+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Alaiyah at her first birthday, and the rest of the family. Aiden is the spittin image of his daddy but I think Alaiyah is April made over.  I'm still workimg on getting some recent pictures of Destiny and Isaiah.&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/21129805-6791689424818343777?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/6791689424818343777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=6791689424818343777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6791689424818343777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/6791689424818343777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-is-alaiyah-at-her-first-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/RfIbJYpe93I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UainnoPBDnQ/s72-c/Alaiyahs+birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-3277503761402076197</id><published>2007-02-26T11:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T11:57:19.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont know what happened to the picture I had on here, oh well, maybe I need a new one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I finally got my car back. It was the starter after all.  The mechanic said that happenes sometimes , a new starter just turnes out to be a lemon. Anyway he didnt charge me to take the other one off and replace it with the second new one. Now the transmission is slipping real bad, I just hope it will last until I get my moneys worth out of that starter and new battery.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; The KIA store had been advertising on TV about a $6,000.00 new car, no down payment and only $89.00 a month. Sounds good until you figure in the full coverage insurance thats required. Ends up being close to $300.00 a month. I like not having a car payment, I'm just not ready to make that kind of commitment yet. Maybe I'll save up and pay cash for a car. Wouldnt that make all the employees fight over who got to sell the car to me. 60 , $100 bills could cause quite a ruckas amonge grown men.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-3277503761402076197?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/3277503761402076197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=3277503761402076197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/3277503761402076197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/3277503761402076197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dont-know-what-happened-to-picture-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-311924544659383176</id><published>2007-02-16T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T09:37:24.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Thurs  night my dispatcher called and said they had a load for a tractor but it wouldn't all fit on the trailer and wanted to know if I would take the overflow of 6 skids. Being last minute I hadn't had any sleep and would have to drive all night, but since I didn't have many miles that week I said yes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;It rained most of the way and when I got almost there I had three extra hours before they opened so I did get some sleep after all&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Since it was raining so hard I didn't want to take the extra time to find the steps up to the unloading dock so I climbed up the back of my truck like I do a lot of times. But......... on the way down , one foot went one way the other foot went the other way and I nearly did the splits in the mud. I recovered my dignity the best I could and got in my truck and got home Friday night. Saturday I borrowed Davids car ( cause mine still sits in the driveway and wont start) and went to the grocery store and did some other running. By the time I got home my hip and leg were hurting I almost hired the neighbor boys to carry in my groceries. I lay on the heating pad all the rest of the day. Monday I had David take me to the chiropractor, and was supposed to go back on Wed. He told me not to sit much for the next couple of days if I could help it. He knows what my job is and said to just be careful. Tuesday I got the call to go to White Plains, Md. 644 miles, 10 hours, if I drive without stopping. So I stopped at Walmart, picked up some pain pills and away I went. By the time I got back last night I was hurting so bad I was sick to my stomach. I sat in a hot bath this morn but it hasn't helped much. I have to wait till David gets off work at 3:30 to take me to Dr. again. Man what a week!!!!! Lois you are so in my thoughts, I hope you are feeling much better. The only good thing about all this is  I have AFLAC and they will pay me back and then some for all the Dr. bills. Getting old isn't all its cracked up to be. I'm only ** years old I should be able to jump off the dock and do the splits on purpose!!!! Right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-311924544659383176?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/311924544659383176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=311924544659383176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/311924544659383176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/311924544659383176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/02/last-thurs-night-my-dispatcher-called.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-117139548591867772</id><published>2007-02-13T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T11:38:05.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt; We are back up and running again. I've really had trials with this computer. I hope I'v got all the bugs worked out now. Monday I thought I had fixed all that could be fixed, until the techs came out to hook up the DSL again. After what seemed like hours they finally discovered that my ethernet card had been damaged ( they said the school probably did that so no info could be recovered ) and that the one in my old computer would fit, but that they could not take the old one out and put the new one in for me. So I did it myself, after the techs left of course. Put it in the new computer, hooked it all up and,NOTHING HAPPENED. Frustrated, I called  the staples store, he said they were interchangleable but I would have to have the software to load it. Well I didnt have software so I had to go buy a new ethernet card and software. So here I am. Good thing too cause I was going stir crazy stuck in the house all the time. Thats another story.    &lt;br /&gt; Sunday morning I sent G out to start the car but it wouldnt start. Assuming it was just a bad battery, cause it was the coldest night so far this year, David came and picked us up for church and I used Daniell's car the rest of the day. The next day I went and bought a battery, the test said the old battery was bad and being the original battery to the car I thought it best to buy a new one. NOTHING, that was not the problem. David said it was the relay switch,so we replaced that, NOT!!!! A friend of his said it was the starter, so I bought a new starter. IT WORKED!!! for two days!!!!! That was two weeks ago and my car still sits in the driveway. I need a horse and buggy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-117139548591867772?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/117139548591867772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=117139548591867772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/117139548591867772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/117139548591867772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi-all-we-are-back-up-and-running.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-116143958225915463</id><published>2006-10-21T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T07:06:22.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This life is just moving too fast. No time to sit on the porch and watch the sunset while reflecting on the days events. No time to blog our friends and family and keep in touch with all the happenings in each others lives. ( some of us have no happenings though, what a shame). I talked to April the other day and she said Alaiyah is crawling all over the place and even pulling herself up on the couch and trying to stand. She is 8 months old and I didnt even realize it.  Im keeping the road hot but not as much as I would like. Last holiday season I was off more than I was on. This year I know more what to expect so I can plan better. They do keep me busy as much as possible cause they really dont like to hear me fuss about my truck in the driveway. &lt;br /&gt;April and Jonah , Jeana and Chris will no be here for Thanksgiving, but Andrea and Cody will. Im very dissapointed that we wont all get to meet Alaiyah but I know it is expensive to fly. They said they will try to make it next year.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta go pay bills then go pick Greg up from Saterday school (dont even want to go there) and then take him to work, so I best get my stuff done.  Mom I hope you are feeling more cheerful, and just so you know, killing snakes and flies is not a bad thing, Kill Them All.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-116143958225915463?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/116143958225915463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=116143958225915463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/116143958225915463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/116143958225915463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-life-is-just-moving-too-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-115361341722637628</id><published>2006-07-22T16:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T17:10:17.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well folks,  greetings from Sharons house.  I had a run to Terre Haute today and decided I would stop in for supper and what a supper we had. Grilled burgers, baked beans, tater salad, chips and  a hot blackberry cobler, the blackberries were but a few hrs old when they gave up their life for our enjoyment. Y'all missed a good supper. Sorry, but I did eat enough for two.&lt;br /&gt;We had a lovely trip to South Carolina last week to see David graduate. It was so hot I should have melted away some  fat but no such luck. We looked on the map and decided we were only 6 hours from Andrea and what a shame to be that close and not go see her , so, thats what we did. David graduated at 10:30 Friday morning and had to leave right away to get to Ft. Eustes V. by Saterday so they went north and we were in Florida by 10:00pm. We left there on Sunday after church and were home at 4:00 am Monday morning. I was supposed to  have a run to Huntington Va at 9:00 that morning then they called and said the run was postponed untill 1:00 that afternoon so I went back to bed. Then at 12:30 they called again and said it wouldnt be ready until 4:00pm . then the dispatcher called and told me he was tired of them jerking me around and messing up his plans for my week so he canceled it alltogether and I didnt have a run until the next day. After all that I was glad , cause I still needed sleep, needless to say I was so tired by then I couldnt sleep.  I'm all better now, caught up and all, and DRIVING A BRAND NEW TRUCK TOO. I picked it up yesterday with less that 700 miles on it, Its really nice and I'm sure I will like it after I get all the kinks worked out of if. Its so tight and stiff and stuff is all in the wrong place. The air conditioner is a dream tho so I'm not complaining at all. Monday I go to Chicago and that should break it in very well. Construction, traffic,more traffic and more construction, I hate going to Chicago with a passion. I'd rather go to N.J. any day of the week. Greg is bugging me for the computer, poor thing he is so internet deprived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-115361341722637628?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/115361341722637628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=115361341722637628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/115361341722637628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/115361341722637628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-folks-greetings-from-sharons_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-114917250353592235</id><published>2006-06-01T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T07:35:03.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont get to go to Florida after all, they called and said the load was canceled. So I'm going to Baton Rouge La. instead. Should be pretty interisting. I dont think I have ever been that far south in La. I should be back some time Saterday, its about 850 miles I think, 24 hrs down 24 back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-114917250353592235?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/114917250353592235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=114917250353592235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114917250353592235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114917250353592235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-dont-get-to-go-to-florida-after-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-114917232432713886</id><published>2006-06-01T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T07:32:04.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bummer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-114917232432713886?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/114917232432713886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=114917232432713886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114917232432713886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114917232432713886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/06/big-bummer.html' title='Big Bummer'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-114848211123219207</id><published>2006-05-24T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T07:48:31.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countin My Blessins</title><content type='html'>Thanks L, I did appreciate that long letter, I am so counting my blessings!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hearing about other tragadies and misfortunes has a way of humbeling a person and makes them take another look at themselves.  I agree with ya, they weren't raised that way and it doesnt sound like any body is happy or having any fun.   &lt;br /&gt;S, I was so shocked to have a package in the mail, thankyou so much. Believe it or not I do think the lack of nutrition was a factor in my depression, after two days I already feel some better. Still desperatly miss David and I do so worry about him but my outlook is looking up. Thanks a million folks, I love you all so much its hard to put in words. There is nothing like family to pull ya thru. Thanks again. Im off to New England somewhere this morning, a 2000+ mile run. Talk to ya all when I get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-114848211123219207?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/114848211123219207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=114848211123219207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114848211123219207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114848211123219207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/05/countin-my-blessins.html' title='Countin My Blessins'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-114781089747837843</id><published>2006-05-16T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T13:21:37.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue</title><content type='html'>Well I'm at the library and I dont know if I can do this without boo-hooing. Wouldnt want them to chase me out or something.  As you know David is in basic training at Ft Jackson South Carolina  as of two weeks ago tomorrow. I honestly dont know how Danielle is holding up so well because I have a terrible case of depression again. ( The first time was when he and Danielle moved to Indiana, I was incompasitated for the summer, just sat on the couch and staired into space for about three months). Jeana can tell you all about that time. Now he is gone again. I know its silly, but, I feel as tho I am only part here. I was doing okay I guess until Sunday when Pastor prayed for all the mothers whose children couldnt be with her on Mothers Day. You'da thought someone just died, I couldnt help it and sobbed like a baby. I have children all over this big United States and it is a mighty big place when your children are so spread out. When the girls all left for college I missed them terribly and thought my heart would break when they chose to move so far away and I still do miss them and the grandchildren more and more every day. But something is differant about David and it just feels like he took my heart and soul with him when he left. Okay, cant see the keys now, change the subject quick.  Good thing its only for 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dining room is looking good with a coat of light green paint on the top half of the walls. I think I will do wainscotting on the lower half stained an antique green. ( Now I made my nose run and I dont have a kleenex, should I use mu sleeve?) I'm also thinking about staining the lowed cabinets the same as the wainscott, it would make the two rooms look more like they are one big room. I'm am going to build my own island in the middle of the kitchen, put doors on one side and wheel my freezer into its new garage.  I'm thinking about a cabinet over the top with a light under it to light the island.   Soooo many ideas but not a clue how to acomplish it.&lt;br /&gt;On top of all that I've run out of life juice.  Sharon, here is a plug for Herbalife. I didnt know how good I felt untill I ran out of Herbalife and realized I couldnt get out of bed without my whole body scerrming in pain. I have NO energy and no appetite, I told Greg just this morning that I felt like I had been drug through the mud. I can hardly force myself to get up and my go has already gone on and left me .  Well Daniell is her so Ill sign this chapter for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-114781089747837843?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/114781089747837843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=114781089747837843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114781089747837843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114781089747837843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/05/blue.html' title='Blue'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-114416702140381011</id><published>2006-04-04T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T09:10:21.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>72°</title><content type='html'>Just got back from Foley, Al. The weather was so nice,72°. I wanted to stay a few days and would have if Greg was with me. I had even promised to take him to the beach, tour a battle ship and anything else he wanted to do but he didnt want to go. He is not a traveler by any means. So on my way back I stopped at a bargin center , spent about an hour looking around and found a few treasures, then hightailed it back home. Got here last night about 8:30. Ya know, it only took 10 1/2 house to get from the coast to home. &lt;br /&gt;Im still at the library cause I dont have my dsl turned on yet and the computer wont do dial up. It will be that much sweeter when I do get it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait until some of those southern states I go to all the time have some fresh peaches and tomatoes. I want some biscuits and tomatoes slathered with mayo so bad I can hardly wait. Has to be fresh tomatoes though not plastic ones from the grocery store. I got some strawberries in Ga the last time I was down there, they were huge and so sweet and juicy. I got them for Daniells birthday but had to have some for myself too, I mean, since I was there I might as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-114416702140381011?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/114416702140381011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=114416702140381011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114416702140381011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114416702140381011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/04/72.html' title='72°'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-114391888834808320</id><published>2006-04-01T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T11:14:48.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>computer</title><content type='html'>Well, Greg was so surprised the next day when I had the computer all set up. Its still not connected to the (as David calls it, the world wide waste of time), so he still has some frustration. It seems to work great, but its taking some time getting used to windows xp, my old computer was a windows 98. It accepted my camera just like I wanted it to so i guess Ill keep it. Ive found some pretty neat programs but when I go back and try to find them again I dont know what I did the first time. Oh well Ill just have to play with it. Im leaving for Foley Alabama in the morning, anybody want to go with me, Greg didnt even though I promised to go to the beach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-114391888834808320?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/114391888834808320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=114391888834808320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114391888834808320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114391888834808320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/04/computer.html' title='computer'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-114350158631776179</id><published>2006-03-27T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T15:20:25.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well we are at the library again, hopefully for the last time to use their computers. G doesnt know it yet but I have a trip to Terre Haute in the morning so I will stop by Sharons house on the way back and pick up the computer she purchased for us. Actually I bought it she was just the middle man/woman. I dont remember all the particulars, Ill have to hook it up then tell you all the good stuff about it. Its like the microwave, you dont know how much you depend on something until its not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Greg had a real nice visit all over English this past Saterday. Thankyou everybody for everything.&lt;br /&gt;I took Greg to Ruths house so he could spend the night for SB's birthday party. He said he had a lot of fun. I kept mom awake until about 11:00pm, then I spent the night there, thanks mom for letting me talk your ear off. Could you tell its been a long time since I've had anybody to talk to? Then I went back to pick up Greg and Ruth loaded me doen with two boxes of canned stuff and some apples. Thanks a million Ruth.  Went to eat lunch with daddy and Sarah cleaned out the freezer and insisted I take it home, Thanks a bunch Sarah. From there we went to Lois's house and had chili for supper and talked about decorating, (as if I know what I'm doing).Sometimes it just helps to have another opinion. I dont have anything conclusive yet though,Lois, still working on it. &lt;br /&gt;Lois those peanut butter balls almost didnt make it home, they were so good, need some more already.&lt;br /&gt;Greg fell asleep on the way home, so I was pretty much alone again. Oh well, story of my life, I guess. Now.....tomorrow I get to see Sharon. WOW what a couple of days, I feel like I've been on vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-114350158631776179?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/114350158631776179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=114350158631776179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114350158631776179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114350158631776179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/03/well-we-are-at-library-again-hopefully.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-114289428907556437</id><published>2006-03-20T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T14:38:14.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UGGGHHH</title><content type='html'>Been sicker than a cat thats been laying out in the rain for the past three days. Sore throat, sinus headache, no appetite, and just all over ugly. I went to Illnoise on Friday and really dont remember how I drove home. Was so sick Friday night and Saterday that all I did was sleep. Poor GReg , he really doesnt make a very good nurse but he was very concerned. He was board to tears and told me so. I'm better today but so tired I've had to stop and take a break several times durring the day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm computering at the library still. Its about to drive Greg mad not having a computer at home. Maybe he will appreciate it a little more when we get another one.&lt;br /&gt;Had snow all day but not a flake stuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-114289428907556437?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/114289428907556437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=114289428907556437' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114289428907556437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114289428907556437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/03/uggghhh.html' title='UGGGHHH'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-114229317637210329</id><published>2006-03-13T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T15:39:36.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Side</title><content type='html'>Lois, Andrea's address is the same. My computer is fried so I am at the library. I havn't used the sander so I will get it to you as soon as I can. Sarah B wants Greg to spend the night of her birthday, dont know how that will work yet but he wants to come so I will figure out a way, I could bring the sander then if I dont have a run up that way any time sooner. Tomorrow Im going to Michigan should be back Tuesday late night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-114229317637210329?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/114229317637210329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=114229317637210329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114229317637210329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114229317637210329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/03/other-side.html' title='The Other Side'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-114182720653517591</id><published>2006-03-08T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T06:13:26.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of our little Alaiyah. She looks so much like Aiden doesn't she. Well for those who don't know, she was born yesterday March 6th at 5:54 in the evening. She weighed 8 pounds and 5 ounces and was 20 and 1/4 inches long. I am going to bed right now so I will write more later. Hope you enjoy these pictures and we will send more later. Aiden is doing really good so far so lets keep praying he stays that way. He loves to kiss her. Everytime he talks she tries to open her eyes. Talk to ya later. Love April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/334/2135/1600/ALAIYAH%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/334/2135/320/ALAIYAH%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/334/2135/320/ALAIYAH%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/334/2135/320/ALAIYAH%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/334/2135/320/ALAIYAH%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-114182720653517591?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/114182720653517591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=114182720653517591' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114182720653517591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114182720653517591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/03/here-are-some-pictures-of-our-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-114113860727895312</id><published>2006-02-28T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T06:56:47.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana Split cake</title><content type='html'>2 c. graham cracker crumbs&lt;br /&gt;3 sticks margarine&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 c. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 15 oz. can crushed pineapple (drained)&lt;br /&gt;4 bananas&lt;br /&gt;chopped nuts&lt;br /&gt;chocolate syrup&lt;br /&gt;1 lrg container cool whip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix graham cracker crumbs with 1 stick margarine and press into a 9x13 inch glass baking dish. Bake 8 minutes at 350°, cool. Blend eggs, sugar and rest of margarine, beat 10 minutes or until light and fluffy. Spoon some of the filling onto crust and layer alternatly with with bananas and pineapple. Sprinkle with nuts and chocolate syrup. Refridgerate until cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you value your figure at all don't make this very often, as it is known to settle on the hips very nicely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-114113860727895312?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/114113860727895312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=114113860727895312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114113860727895312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114113860727895312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/02/banana-split-cake.html' title='Banana Split cake'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-114109917922752345</id><published>2006-02-27T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T19:59:42.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicer Trek</title><content type='html'>Angels on Jelico (actually Jellico) was experienced and told by yours truley.  Last week I had the oppertunity to go back there again. This time it was in the daylight and on dry roads, it wasn't near as scarey. I dont know what the elevation is at the top, but the mountain keeps on going up for some 17 miles. At the top there were a few places where the view to the bottom seemed endless. Houses in the valley, if you could see them at all through the fog were mere specks. It was almost like being in an airplane looking at the ground from 25000 feet. Jellico Mountian is on the border of Tennessee and North Carolina, a real place, one I dont want to find myself at on another snowy night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've been seeing humps in the floor, sometimes so bad that I would get down on the floor to feel it there. It never was there!!!!! So, off I went to the eye dr. and told him my troubles and how these glasses have given me fits ever since I've had them. He was really stumped for a while and finally came up with the deduction that when these glasses were made some of the bifocul was cut off the bottom thus distorting my vision and giving me headaches. So.. I had to lay down $275.00 for exam and new glasses, good thing I had an income tax refund to fall back on or I would have been highstepping over humps in the floor for a while. Those things ought not to cost so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-114109917922752345?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/114109917922752345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=114109917922752345' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114109917922752345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114109917922752345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/02/nicer-trek.html' title='Nicer Trek'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-114063274310460515</id><published>2006-02-22T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T10:25:43.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dismal Day</title><content type='html'>I got home this morning from Gurnee,Ill. about 4:30, and went straight to bed. Greg spent the night with his friend.  The cat wasn't a bit happy that I didn't stop and scratch his ears for...oh, I don't know... 1/2 hour or so.  So, to pay me back for not noticing him, somewhere about 7:00 when he thought I ought to be up, he set up howling at my bedroom door. When I didn't respond he commenced to ripping up the carpet, jumpimg at my door and utterly makeing me mad. I really did need to get up but I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of getting me up so I lay there and stewed and planned. Finally I did open the door and kicked him out of my way, he came back I kicked him again. Stupid cat came back purring like I was his his long lost buddy. He hates spray cans so I found one in the bathroom and carried it back to my room, just bareley left the door open enough so I could see when he came up to the door and when he did I let him have a face full. He was quicker than me and ran as soon as I opened the door. After one more assault on him I went back to bed and declared I would murder him if he so much as sniffed at my door before 9:00. I soon fell asleep but didnt rest good so about 9:30 I got up. Stupid cat was waiting for me, he just wanted petted.So I did, pet him that is.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon the phone rang and Danielle asked if I could take her to the store for some gas because her car wouldn't start and she thought it was out of gas. I took her a can of gas but the car still wouldn't start. So, yesterday being her birthday I took her and Isaiah to Cracker Barrel for breakfast. When we got back her car still wouldn't start,she said she didnt need to run around anyway today because her livingroom needed cleaned , so I dropped her off and come home. Swept the livingroom and kitchen, did some laundry and here I am. Dismal grey day. The bright spot was breakfast, I told Danielle I couldn't spoil my daughters so I would spoil my daughter in law, she said she wouldn't object.  So thats my day, at least up until 1:30pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-114063274310460515?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/114063274310460515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=114063274310460515' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114063274310460515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114063274310460515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/02/dismal-day.html' title='Dismal Day'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-114027904119995561</id><published>2006-02-18T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T06:19:52.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winters Grip</title><content type='html'>Just in case someone thought spring was around the next corner, (because it was 64° the other day) a reminder came in the night to tell us'it's still winter'. Poooooooh, I'm tired of the stuff bu now. When I got up we had nearly 2 inches of snow and its still comming down, very fine and light. I went out and swept the porch about a 1/2 hour ago and you can't tell I was ever there.&lt;br /&gt;The evidence of my wonderful breakfast still sits on the table. I whipped up some homemade pancake mix, added a bit of nutmeg anf cooked them until perfactly golden brown, topped them a dollop of butter that melted and ran down the sides of the stack,crowned the stack with freshly made maple syrup and I dug in. MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that would have made breakfast more delicious would have been sharing with you. The coffee was good too, I'm now on my second cup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-114027904119995561?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/114027904119995561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=114027904119995561' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114027904119995561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/114027904119995561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/02/winters-grip.html' title='Winters Grip'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-113978363068114807</id><published>2006-02-12T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T14:33:54.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels on Jelico Mountain</title><content type='html'>Five of heavens finest stood quitely, waiting for instructions. "She is going to need special help tonight", The Master gently told them, "go and take care of my child".         &lt;br /&gt;  Alexander, Raymuth, Pete, Leftus and Curley new what they had to do and as she reached the bottom of the hill they were there too. The road was clear but the radio had warned that snow was moving in and could possibly be heavy at times. Traffic was light but seemed to be moving slower, she followed suit and shifted into a lower gear for the steep incline ahead. As she came around a sharp bend in the road she realized that she was going to encounter a situtation she was not going to enjoy.  Alexander took his position on the front right corner, Raymuth on the left front corner, Pete and Leftus were in the rear and curley was assigned to the inside of the cab. Snow was begining to lightly cover the road. No problems she thought, but as quickly as she said that, the roads were covered in a slush so thick the lanes were not even distinguishable. Alexander and Raymuth quickly took over and guided the truck close to the right side of the road. The hill became steeper and steeper in the night and the snow was falling so heavy by now that visability was only about two feet in front of the truck.  &lt;br /&gt;"Alexander", Curley breathed quietly as not to startle the driver, "Do you think she can see us "?  "No", he replied, "But she knows we are here because she asked The Master to send us to her to guide her across the mountain".  About that time Raymuth seemed to disappear for an instant. "Where did you go"? Curley asked. Raymuth replied with a grin, "This side needed a bit of attention, did you see that black pickup fly by like he was in a hurry or something"?   "He will need some help if he doesnt slow down", Curley answered.  &lt;br /&gt; The steep climb up the slick dark mountain and the sharp left curve had caused her to shift into an even lower gear, she was barley crawling at 10 miles an hour, when suddenly the black pickup that was in such a hurry appeared in the headlights just inches from the front bumper. Alexander quickly possitioned himself between the two vehicles and the pickup started to slide to the right and out of her way. "Try that again and you will find yourself in the ditch". Pete stated with a chuckle, "Don't you know better than to mess with Alexander, especially when he is working"?  Inside the cab, Curley was ever so gently whispering in her ear, "We are here, take your time and don't pay any attention to the line of traffic behind you, they shouldn't be going any faster any way".  The road seemed to level out, and with a break in the snowfall, cars began to pass the trucks. "Oh, thats not wise, not at all," Pete told Leftus. "Watch this car, spin out," Leftus answered.  The truck began to slide as she touched the breaks to avoid a car that had stopped in front of her. "I'll handle this one", Pete said calmly as he gently pushed the truck back into position, "And we'll have no more of that",he added, matter of factly. "That wasn't so bad", Curley whispered,"But don't touch that break again, just let off the accelerator". "We are here, and we will get you accross this mountain". &lt;br /&gt;"Accident ahead, north bound side, semi crosswise in the road, cars piled up behind it, everybody break"! the c b radio broke the silence.  As her truck neared the "accident location" there was only one van pulling a trailer that had moved closer to the side. "Slow and steady, slow and steady," Curley whispered . A little farther down the hill a white pickup truck kissed the center divider, but there was plenty of room to get around him.&lt;br /&gt;  She looked at the clock, 2 1/2 hours had gone by since she started up  the mountain, and now it seemed the worst was behind her.  Alexander, Raymuth, Pete, Leftus and Curley knew she would make it, but they stayed with her for the rest of her journey. There were still patches of snow and ice that she would have to get past, and the mountain had left her weary. She would  need them for the four hours she still had before she got home.&lt;br /&gt;At 6:00 am as she slipped into her own bed and pulled the covers up close. "Listen  to my child,"The Master himself stated, as they heard her say, "Thank you Lord, for sending your angels to guide me across Jelico Mountain". She fell peacefully asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-113978363068114807?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/113978363068114807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=113978363068114807' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113978363068114807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113978363068114807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/02/angels-on-jelico-mountain.html' title='Angels on Jelico Mountain'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-113950282682394345</id><published>2006-02-09T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T08:33:46.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grillin and Chillin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Other Side&lt;/a&gt; Well my grilling idea had some major flaws. Good idea but bad planning. Ya see I had these 4 chicken breasts in the freezer that were screaming to be grilled so I go outside in the 26° afternoon and dust the snow off the grill. Light my charcole and get a good fire going , when the coals were just right I put the chicken on. First mistake, if its 26° outside the fire has to be pretty hot to cook chicken. I didnt have enough charcole to make a hot fire so the chicken didnt cook. Second mistake, I finished cooking it in the microwave. Third mistake, tried to eat it.  It was like eating a rubber band, bland, tasteless, greasy and generally not good. Soooooo I'm boiling it and I will make chicken pot pies for supper.  I really am a good cook, Ms.Woosy was here remember? She really makes a mess of everything. Next time I try to grill in 26° weather Ill have a fire so hot it will melt the snow in the entire yard. Maybe I'll grill Ms. Woosy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-113950282682394345?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/113950282682394345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=113950282682394345' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113950282682394345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113950282682394345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/02/grillin-and-chillin.html' title='Grillin and Chillin'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-113933234269840584</id><published>2006-02-07T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T09:12:22.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clear Water Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Other Side&lt;/a&gt;I think Ms.Woosy has a sister called Ms.Wacky and she has her fingers in my computer.&lt;br /&gt;Ruth I have some pictures of my last trip to Florida Greg went with me cause he was out of school. We went to Clear Water Beach with Andrea and Destiny but try as I might I cannot get them posted, so... I'm sending them to you in yahoo and see if you can get them on for me.&lt;br /&gt;We had a real nice trip 84° at the beach, then we hit somewhere about the Tennessee Kentucky line and it was snowing. Greg says "I dont think we are in Florida any more".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-113933234269840584?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/113933234269840584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=113933234269840584' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113933234269840584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113933234269840584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/02/clear-water-beach.html' title='Clear Water Beach'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-113863808244913916</id><published>2006-01-30T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T08:21:22.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-113863808244913916?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/113863808244913916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=113863808244913916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113863808244913916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113863808244913916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-113863562795014960</id><published>2006-01-30T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T07:40:27.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rain Rain Go Away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, where did you get that picture of me? I've changed a bit since then,uh? &lt;br /&gt;Sharon that plant is the one I was trying to describe to you. I got it the last time we were at your house. The long stem grew to about a yard long, I had to wrap it around the pot it was so long, but the "bloom" was the tsrangest thin I had ever seen({seen} that was a hard word to spell, had to try it three times), it just looked like curled up leaves and the one on the tip end never did open. It was different, maybe it will "bloom" again sometime.&lt;br /&gt;Sure missed you at the dinner. Next time it will probably be at my house, Im going to do a brunch and already have ideas what to make. DONT NOBODY BRING ANYTHING BUT YOUR HUNGRY SELF!!!!!!!!!I would love to have my dining room floor in by then but I dont think it will happen, you will just have to put up with the transformation in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is raining today and plain ole yukky outside. I'm so ready for spring,flowers leaves on the trees and some sunshine. I dont know how Alaskans can handle 6 months of darkness, I'd be goofy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-113863562795014960?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/113863562795014960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=113863562795014960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113863562795014960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113863562795014960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/01/other-side_30.html' title='The Other Side'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-113847925160526052</id><published>2006-01-28T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T12:14:11.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/334/2135/1600/Jan28$30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/334/2135/320/Jan28%2430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello this is Sarah I just put this on Rachels page because  is busy socializing with the others sitting around Ruths kitchen table.  She said this is a plant she snitched off of Sharons front porch.  Hope you don't mind to much! &lt;br /&gt; We had a very good dinner, here is what we had:  Lois' mashed potatoes Ruths' pot roast( cooked in the crockpot for 13 hours)  yummy gravy made form the drippens'  out of the crockpot, greenbeans w/bacon, yummy roasted vegitables from Mom's kitchen.  &lt;strong&gt;Dessert&lt;/strong&gt;:     &lt;br /&gt;Fresh fruit salad,  Lois' yummy flop bread (you have to ask her about it,  it wasn't a flop!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Mom's yummy apple carmal, pecan, gooey stuff!!!!     Now they are all sitting around the table talking about teenage troubles  it's quite funny to.  I know I didn't do anything of the sort!   Tee Hee!  &lt;br /&gt;  It just isn't right this weather,   I hope it doesn't mess up your maple syrup making!  Well I guess I will get off here and not take up so much spAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Kenny just got me in the ribs!!!!!!!!!!!   @%#&amp;^$*!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;  Bother atition I forgot what I was saying so I will just go I guess it wasn't portant.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                      SARAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-113847925160526052?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/113847925160526052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=113847925160526052' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113847925160526052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113847925160526052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/01/hello-this-is-sarah-i-just-put-this-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-113847093709607202</id><published>2006-01-28T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T09:55:37.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/334/2135/1600/Jan28$29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/334/2135/320/Jan28%2429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the truck I live in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-113847093709607202?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/113847093709607202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=113847093709607202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113847093709607202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113847093709607202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/01/heres-truck-i-live-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-113845623125496022</id><published>2006-01-28T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T05:50:31.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRRRRRRRRRRTHDAYYY TO RUUUUUTTTHHH&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAPPPPPYYYYY BIIIIIRRRRDDDDDAAAAYYY TO &lt;br /&gt;YYYYYYYYYOOOOOOOUUUUUUU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-113845623125496022?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/113845623125496022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=113845623125496022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113845623125496022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113845623125496022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-113845599407442994</id><published>2006-01-28T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T05:46:34.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saterday Lunch Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greg coming with me .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hey Ruth, Greg is going to be coming with me today, his gig canceled because the drummer is sick. Its kinda hard to have a band with no drummer, he is also the lead singer. The Dr. said he has mono. When Andrea had it in college the Dr. said it can take any where from 3-10 years for the effects to leave your body. She still feels it sometimes, when they were here for Christmas she spent many days in bed too tired to move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-113845599407442994?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/113845599407442994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=113845599407442994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113845599407442994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113845599407442994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/01/saterday-lunch-date.html' title='Saterday Lunch Date'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-113804478873171767</id><published>2006-01-23T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:33:08.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Other Side&lt;/a&gt;From My Side of the Fence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Ruth, here is the deal......we are never happy,, no matter what. Not you specfically, I mean all of us, this creature called human.&lt;br /&gt;If I had my way about it I wouldn't be on the truck at all, I would be in my kitchen deciding on what to fix for supper. But as fate,(or *&amp;^#@!&amp;*$#@#@) would have it , if I dont get out there, then there wont be anything to put on the table. &lt;br /&gt;My role as mother has never been a chore or a bother. Dont get me wrong there have been many many times that I KNEW I was loosing my mind as I tried to be father too, a woman just cant fit that mold no matter how she tries.&lt;br /&gt; As best as you can muster, relish and enjoy the days, even when you are too pooped to cook and clean and answer stupid questions. Plop a jar of peanut butter and jelly and a loaf of bread on the table and call it supper.If the dishes dont get done who really cares anyway? All too soon my dear sister, even your little girl will think  she can tackle the world without you and all you have left are the memories of the laughter and the good times that you used to have around that now empty table, an empty bedroom that you wish was a little messy, proof that someone was there since the last time you were, and a house so quiet you can hear your own heart beat. Its no fun, believe me!!! "Mom" is such loaded word, sometimes we are overwhelmed with the load but it doesnt last a lifetime. Thats why God gave us grandchildren, so we could do it all over again!!  Cant wait till mine get big enough to eat the cookies I'm gonna make for them, cant wait till they get big enough to make messes that I can clean up, cant wait till I have to pick up toys again.... cant wait..cant wait!!!! I wish they all lived in Ky!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-113804478873171767?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/113804478873171767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=113804478873171767' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113804478873171767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113804478873171767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/01/other-side_23.html' title='The Other Side'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21129805.post-113760223331056094</id><published>2006-01-18T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T08:37:13.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Other Side&lt;/a&gt;Well, here I am again a another day at home. I was supposed to have a load out this morning to Alabama but when I got to the pick up they said the crew forgot to get the load together last night and it will be tonight at 11:00 before its ready. That just wasn't nice!!!!! So I came back home too Greg (13 year old son) to buy a pair of much needed jeans and the uppity thang  only wanted the pair that I couldn't afford. We left the store and I told him if he had to wear the same pair of jeans for the next three months I didn't care. If he is to snooty to wear the ones I can afford ( a real nice pair, mind you, for $25.00) then he will just have to do without. The only difference in the two was the color and so slight that the two had to be together to even tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer is running on a prayer, it wont accept my scanner or camera so when I figure another way to get photos on here I will. Until then I will just keep shrinking, I lost another two pounds!!!!!!! Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21129805-113760223331056094?l=wheelingrammy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/feeds/113760223331056094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21129805&amp;postID=113760223331056094' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113760223331056094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21129805/posts/default/113760223331056094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wheelingrammy.blogspot.com/2006/01/other-side_18.html' title='The Other Side'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jo-bq15-bKQ/Sr4pD1WHshI/AAAAAAAAAJI/IV_GfXEvugA/S220/n1240736309_30292457_7566368.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
