<?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-638173111775590514</id><updated>2011-07-30T16:19:58.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A bugs life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-6314921681181576007</id><published>2010-03-02T09:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T13:16:10.232-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW! A year sabbatical! &amp; HaPpY bIrThDaY To hEnRiK &amp; jOeL LuNdQvIsT!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOW! Has it really been a year since I last posted? WOW just proof I would rather tweet then type here! Well not much has happened to me in the past year, other than I got a job working at Family Christian Stores! We moved! AGAIN! This time to North Dakota! Check moms blog for all details there &lt;a href="http://greatadventure2.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://greatadventure2.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; that is all on that! Ok NOW to the real reason of why I came on here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HaPpY bIrThDaY To hEnRiK LuNdQvIsT &amp;amp; JoEl LuNdQvIst (Henrik is of the NY Rangers!) You both are GORGEOUS and I hope you have an Awesome 28th birthday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Joel &amp;amp; Henrik are together in the bottom pic Joel is on the left Henrik is on the right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444056148938742194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S40sOT7GWbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yhuHPggCJW0/s320/Henrik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444116777750054130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S41jXX2JRPI/AAAAAAAAADA/y1DJOdEVy8w/s320/The+Ludqvist+boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-6314921681181576007?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/6314921681181576007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=6314921681181576007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/6314921681181576007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/6314921681181576007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2010/03/wow-year-sabbatical-happy-birthday-to.html' title='WOW! A year sabbatical! &amp; HaPpY bIrThDaY To hEnRiK &amp; jOeL LuNdQvIsT!...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S40sOT7GWbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yhuHPggCJW0/s72-c/Henrik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-9085787724414664986</id><published>2009-01-04T13:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:33:42.158-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sing Along...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SWEN82vajGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5CY8WOyvHqA/s1600-h/Sunday+Sing+Along.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SWEN82vajGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5CY8WOyvHqA/s320/Sunday+Sing+Along.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287522776647371874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;In honor of not only the new year but also the fact we have a new President coming into office I chose this song to be my "Sunday Sing Along" song. Because no matter where we are in this world or how bad we may have it HE REALLY is "GREAT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nhvaDJTUmrU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nhvaDJTUmrU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-9085787724414664986?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/9085787724414664986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=9085787724414664986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/9085787724414664986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/9085787724414664986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunday-sing-along.html' title='Sunday Sing Along...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SWEN82vajGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5CY8WOyvHqA/s72-c/Sunday+Sing+Along.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-4898396502503228438</id><published>2008-12-11T22:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:01:44.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>People you may know...inspiring words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I know this may seem weird, but have you ever gone to the people you may know section on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt; (or Facebook) to see if you actually know any of them? I went on that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt; section and found someone I do not know but saw her headline and found it very inspiring. The headline is from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hellen&lt;/span&gt; Keller and here it is..."The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart." Not only are they inspiring but they are so true during this Christmas Season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean my point here is that it was Jesus himself who came to this Earth so we could have everlasting life. So the saying is so very true. He (Jesus) is the best and most beautiful thing in the world and we cannot see or touch Him, but WE as Christians can feel him in our hearts. Just something to think about during this special &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e of year! Be blessed and remember He (Jesus) really is the reason for the season!&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/638173111775590514-4898396502503228438?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/4898396502503228438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=4898396502503228438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/4898396502503228438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/4898396502503228438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/12/people-you-may-knowinspiring-words.html' title='People you may know...inspiring words...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-9196024023147085548</id><published>2008-12-10T09:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:12:25.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In honor of my momma's birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;I wanted to put a song up to show how much I love her!&lt;/span&gt; I hope you have an awesome birthday MOMMY! Oy with the poodles already...Lets make sure it's a great day Lorelai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L7eIkQZ2yRI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L7eIkQZ2yRI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-9196024023147085548?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/9196024023147085548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=9196024023147085548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/9196024023147085548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/9196024023147085548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-honor-of-my-mommas-birthday.html' title='In honor of my momma&apos;s birthday...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-3101316594302812000</id><published>2008-10-02T22:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:53:09.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>About me!...</title><content type='html'>More stuff you might not know about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP ONE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name with songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-Sweet Emotion&lt;br /&gt;T-Take me out to the ball game! (ROFLOL!)&lt;br /&gt;E-Ever Ever After&lt;br /&gt;P-Potential Break Up song&lt;br /&gt;H-Hero&lt;br /&gt;A-Away in a manger&lt;br /&gt;N-No one else on earth.&lt;br /&gt;I-Irresistible&lt;br /&gt;E-Everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP TWO:&lt;br /&gt;-- Name: Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Birth date: July 7th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Nickname: Phi Steph Nubbies and Doodlebugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Eye Color: Big Dark Brown eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Hair Color: Brownish black with blonde and red highlights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP THREE:&lt;br /&gt;-- The shoes you wore today: My Nikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Your weaknesses: My Brandons smile and chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Your fear(s): I do not want to answer this one...Because the Bible says 365 times DO NOT FEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Your perfect pizza: My Uncle Wayne's in Seattle WA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Goal you'd like to achieve: I would like to get straight A's this school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP FOUR:&lt;br /&gt;-- Your best physical feature: I get many compliments on my smile.&lt;br /&gt;SO I guess my smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Your bedtime? Whenever I am tired is my bedtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Most missed memory? Seeing my Jeff Bagwell, Craig Biggio and Brad Ausmus at my Astrodome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP FIVE:&lt;br /&gt;This Or That...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Pepsi or Coke? NEITHER! DR.&lt;br /&gt;PEPPER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- McDonald's or Burger King: NEITHER! I like my WHATABURGER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Adidas or Nike: I like the Nike check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: NEITHER! LUZIANNE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Cappuccino or coffee: Both with Starbucks frapps! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP SIX:&lt;br /&gt;Do You...&lt;br /&gt;-- Smoke: Nope it is so disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Curse: Yes like a sailor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Sing: I love to sing!(I want to try out for American Idol! BTW YES I CAN SING!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Dance: Yes I love to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Do you think you've been in love? I still am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Like high school: Never went I was home schooled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Want to get married: Yes to my lovie!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Get motion sickness: Yes in the car for longer than 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Think you're attractive: I am not sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Think you're a health freak: No, but I try to eat healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Get along with your parent(s): We do we are really tight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP SEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;In the past month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone to the mall: Yep to get my hair done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Kissed someone: NO BOYS ARWE ICKY THEY HAS COOTZIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: I haven't done that in awhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Eaten Sushi: NO! SO GROSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Been on stage: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Been dumped: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone skating: No :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Made homemade cookies: Naw my momma made some on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone Skinny dipping: NO SO PERVERTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Stolen anything: Not on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP EIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;Ever...&lt;br /&gt;-- Played a game that required removal of clothing: NO SO PERVERTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- If so, was it mixed company: NO! IT IS PERVERTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Been beaten up: NO I do the beating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Shoplifted: Yes on accident and I returned it as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP NINE:&lt;br /&gt;-- Age you hope to be married: Whenever GOD wants me to get married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Numbers of Children: 7 all boys! (I know I am crazy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Describe your Dream Wedding: In the Astrodome with Sarah Katie W and Katie G and Tonia standing there as my maids of honor.&lt;br /&gt;As my daddy and brother walk me down the isle to my Brandon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- What country would you most like to visit?: France or Ireland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP TEN:&lt;br /&gt;In the opposite sex..&lt;br /&gt;-- Best eye color? I adore my Brandons blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Best hair color? Blonde!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Short or long hair? Short blonde hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Height? 6-1 I love my sweet Brandon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP ELEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of people I could trust with my life: My family and my bestest friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of CDs that I own: To many to count!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of tattoos: None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of piercings: Ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Quiz:&lt;br /&gt;Who were you with yesterday? Just me and Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What woke you up this morning? My alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you? The RV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is tomorrow going to be a good day? Of course! The Bible says that a new day is the day the LORD has made we must rejoice and be glad in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you kiss someone today? NO BOYS ARE SO ICKY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like anybody? NO! I LOVE MY Brandon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PAST&lt;br /&gt;Ever thrown up in public? Yes when I was a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed out because of alcohol? NEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on your mind RIGHT NOW? That GOD is SO GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of home would you like? 2 story with a swimming pool in the back yard with a swing set and trampoline for my sons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up? A Proverbs 31 wife and mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you see yourself in 5 years? Wherever GOD wants me to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN GENERAL&lt;br /&gt;Do you like candy necklaces ? No they are so nasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you fell over or ran into something? I tripped over myself the other day on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you listen to music every day? I try to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you ate? Chicken salad and chocolate donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About how many people have you liked/had a crush on? 5 All but 1 were ASTROS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite type of soda? DR.PEPPER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever moved? Have I moved? YES more than enough times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever won an award? Several in fact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to do right now? I would like to go to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you listening to music right now? I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats a quote that you love? "Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.&lt;br /&gt;Because even the "Greats" have to strike out every now and then to remember how "Great" they really are!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long 'till your birthday? 9 months I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When were you the saddest in your whole life? 9/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you use ebay to buy or sell? To buy but I have not used it in awhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you mad? Stupid people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard a song written about you? Naw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you want to happen in 2008? I want to make great grades in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONESTY SECTION&lt;br /&gt;1. Honestly, what color is your underwear? Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Honestly, whats on your mind? Homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Honestly, what are you doing right now? Just this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Honestly, have you done something bad today? No because I would get busted in the end!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Honestly, who is the last person you talked to on the phone? My momma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Honestly, are you jealous of someone right now? NO! Why should I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Honestly, what makes you mad most of the time? Bad drivers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Honestly, do you bite your nails? Not any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Honestly, have you had an eating disorder? I do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Honestly, do you want to see someone this very moment? Yes my lovie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Honestly, are you keeping a big secret now? NO! Why should I? Because even if I was GOD would tell my parents and I would still get busted!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Honestly, do you have a friend you don't actually like? Yes all of them because I do not "like" them I "love" them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Honestly, are you in denial? No why should I be?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Honestly, do you get up in the middle of the night and eat? Yes when I am hungry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Honestly, do you like anyone? Yes I love my lovie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Honestly, does anyone like you? I sure hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGER SECTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you do when you're mad? I usually start screaming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you're mad? I usually start screaming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What's the worst thing you've done when you were mad? Hurt someone in my families arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever made anyone cry when you were mad? Yes but not on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you swear when you're mad? Yes, that is something I am not proud of either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What always makes you mad no matter what? When people would rather take other peoples words and trust them and not read GODs WORD and trust him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYING SECTION&lt;br /&gt;1. When was the last time you actually cried? Two days ago because I was not feeling good and then I hurt my arm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ever cried yourself to sleep? Yes one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do certain songs make you cry? Only 5 songs that I can think of make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What usually makes you cry? Frustration and anger.&lt;br /&gt;But I try not to cry because I am tough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SECTION&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you usually a happy person? Yes I try to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What makes you the happiest? When I am alone or I feel so alone and I get sad I remember that I am truly not alone that Jesus is with me no matter what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you believe in yourself? Yes because the Bible says in Philippians 4:13 "You can do all things through Christ who strengthens me!" SO Yes I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When people say they think you are good looking/pretty, do you get happy? I guess I do I try to smile and say thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-3101316594302812000?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/3101316594302812000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=3101316594302812000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3101316594302812000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3101316594302812000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/10/about-me.html' title='About me!...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-2648349426254455325</id><published>2008-10-02T21:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:53:25.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AGH! I've been tagged!...</title><content type='html'>I'm it...&lt;br /&gt;My momma tagged me. The rules are below, for those that I tag. Today's tag is 7 random or weird facts about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My favorite sweet snack is jello pudding, chocolate jello pudding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I like to sing above a radio and when I do I like to have something in my hand that I can use as a microhone! Silly I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My favorite team sport to play is volleyball. (and now I am captain of my team! Yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am a gentile giant. I will not hurt or harm you unless you have pushed my buttons and I have told you to stop and you have not done that yet I can and will knock the snot out of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love almost all sports! My favs in this order are Baseball, Football, Basketball and Hockey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When I do not read my Bible I like to quote as many Scriptures as I know and preach to myself! Because the Bible says "Faith comes by hearing and hearing by the WORD of GOD!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have a scar on my right hand because I burnt it on a bbq pit when I was 3. How I burnt it is a story that I will have to share at another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag the following people...&lt;br /&gt;Umm whoever wants to do this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-2648349426254455325?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/2648349426254455325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=2648349426254455325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/2648349426254455325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/2648349426254455325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/10/agh-ive-been-tagged.html' title='AGH! I&apos;ve been tagged!...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-4399944395157342008</id><published>2008-07-22T22:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:12:54.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me opinionated?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;If you read my blog for "Sing Along Sunday" you should read my 1st comment. &lt;a href="http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/07/something-ironic.html"&gt;http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/07/something-ironic.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Me opinionated I think not! ROFLOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-4399944395157342008?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/4399944395157342008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=4399944395157342008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/4399944395157342008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/4399944395157342008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/07/me-opinionated.html' title='Me opinionated?...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-3669504478662212420</id><published>2008-07-20T09:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T10:00:12.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sing Along...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SIM697ph1GI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KBRBibAE2vg/s1600-h/34322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225084828338213986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SIM697ph1GI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KBRBibAE2vg/s320/34322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I find the two songs that I decided to share very ironic. The first one (both are by Ray Boltz)" I Pledge Allegiance to the Lamb" is ironic to me because people want Obama to be the president. Hmm but if you really listen to him he is doing exactly as the song says he is trying to take our Christianity away! Listen to the song! Open your spiritual eyes and watch the video in a different light! Please, not for me but for so many others!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ew-Kip22oaU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ew-Kip22oaU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The second "Thank you" goes along with the first. Something we all should be thankful for. Because these Christians and Christ paid the ultimate sacrifice so we would not have to. Yet!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UFrdJ2V3r7Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UFrdJ2V3r7Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-3669504478662212420?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/3669504478662212420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=3669504478662212420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3669504478662212420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3669504478662212420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/07/something-ironic.html' title='Sunday Sing Along...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SIM697ph1GI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KBRBibAE2vg/s72-c/34322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-5061903115860545910</id><published>2008-06-29T10:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T12:08:54.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sing Along...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SGfBmiJs3GI/AAAAAAAAABs/I4B_7BYF1Hg/s1600-h/34322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217351561078692962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SGfBmiJs3GI/AAAAAAAAABs/I4B_7BYF1Hg/s320/34322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;I chose this song in honor of my daddy coming home this week! I hope you enjoy it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bA_cC51mhR0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bA_cC51mhR0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-5061903115860545910?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/5061903115860545910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=5061903115860545910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/5061903115860545910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/5061903115860545910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunday-sing-along_29.html' title='Sunday Sing Along...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SGfBmiJs3GI/AAAAAAAAABs/I4B_7BYF1Hg/s72-c/34322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-7686709372328387013</id><published>2008-06-24T14:20:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T14:34:41.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whether you like the War or do not like the War please read...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is an email my grandfather sent me. I have read it before and like to continue to read it. It truly makes you think!...I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I have!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong face="georgia" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the most cogent and    powerful essay on the threat of Islamic &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;terrorism I have seen by Dr.    Vernon Chong. It is without a doubt the most    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;articulate and convincing writing I have read    regarding the War in  Iraq . If    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you have any doubts, please open your mind to his    essay and give it a fair &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;evaluation. It's also eerily    applicable to other current issues such as    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iran&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'s nuclear program, immigration,    NAFTA's impact on American jobs, trade    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deficits, etc. I had no idea who Dr. Chong is, or    the source of these &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thoughts, so when I received them    I almost deleted them, as well-written as    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they are. But then I did a Google search on the    Doctor and found him to be &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a retired Air Force surgeon and    past commander of Wilford    Hall  Medical    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Center&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; in  San Antonio .    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you would like to see who this fellow is, go to    this Air Force web site &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and look him up:    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong face="georgia" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" title="http://www.af.mil/bios/bio.asp?bioID=5000" target="_blank" href="http://www.af.mil/bios/bio.asp?bioID=5000"&gt;http://www.af.mil/bios/bio.asp?bioID=5000&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Muslims, terrorists and the USA: A different spin on Iraq    war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This WAR is for REAL!&lt;br /&gt;by Dr. Vernon Chong, Major General,    USAF, Retired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get out of a difficulty, one usually must go    through it. Our country is&lt;br /&gt;now facing the most serious threat to its    existence, as we know it, that we&lt;br /&gt;have faced in your lifetime and mine    (which includes WWII).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deadly seriousness is greatly compounded by    the fact that there are very&lt;br /&gt;few of us who think we can possibly lose this    war and even fewer who realize&lt;br /&gt;what losing really means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First,    let's examine a few basics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1. When did the threat to us start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many will say September 11, 2001. The answer as far as the United    States is&lt;br /&gt;concerned is 1979, 22 years prior to September 2001, with the    following&lt;br /&gt;attacks on us:&lt;br /&gt;* Iran Embassy Hostages, 1979; * Beirut,    Lebanon Embassy 1983;&lt;br /&gt;* Beirut, Lebanon Marine Barracks 1983;&lt;br /&gt;*    Lockerbie, Scotland Pan-Am flight to New York 1988;&lt;br /&gt;* First New York World    Trade Center attack 1993;&lt;br /&gt;* Dhahran, Saudi Arabia Khobar Towers Military    complex 1996;&lt;br /&gt;* Nairobi, Kenya US Embassy 1998;&lt;br /&gt;* Dares Salaam,    Tanzania US Embassy 1998;&lt;br /&gt;* Alden, Yemen USS Cole 2000; * New York World    Trade Center 2001;* Pentagon 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note that during the period from    1981 to 2001 there were 7,581 terrorist&lt;br /&gt;attacks worldwide).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2.    Why were we attacked?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envy of our position, our success, and our    freedoms. The attacks happened&lt;br /&gt;during the administrations of Presidents    Carter, Reagan, Bush 1, Clinton and&lt;br /&gt;Bush 2. We cannot fault either the    Republicans or Democrats as there were&lt;br /&gt;no provocations by any of the    presidents or their immediate predecessor,&lt;br /&gt;President Ford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3.    Who were the attackers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In each case, the attacks on the     US were carried out by Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4. What is the Muslim population of the World?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25% and    growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;5. Isn't the Muslim Religion peaceful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, but that is really not material. There is no doubt that    the&lt;br /&gt;predominately Christian population of  Germany was    peaceful, but under the&lt;br /&gt;dictatorial leadership of Hitler (who was also    Christian (?)), that made no&lt;br /&gt;difference. You either went along with the    administration or you were&lt;br /&gt;eliminated. There were 5 to 6 million    Christians killed by the Nazis for&lt;br /&gt;political reasons (including 7,000    Polish priests).&lt;br /&gt;(see &lt;a rel="nofollow" title="http://www.nazis.testimony.co.uk/7-a.htm" target="_blank" href="http://www.nazis.testimony.co.uk/7-a.htm"&gt;http://www.Nazis.testimony.co.uk/7-a.htm&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus,    almost the same number of Christians were killed by the Nazis, as the&lt;br /&gt;six    million holocaust Jews who were killed by them, and we seldom heard of&lt;br /&gt;anything other than the Jewish atrocities. Although Hitler kept the world&lt;br /&gt;focused on the Jews, he had no hesitancy about killing anyone who got in    his&lt;br /&gt;way of exterminating the Jews or of taking over the world - German,&lt;br /&gt;Christian or any others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same with the Muslim terrorists. They    focus the world on the  US , but kill&lt;br /&gt;all in the way --    their own people or the Spanish, British, French or anyone&lt;br /&gt;else. The point    here is that just like the peaceful Germans were of no&lt;br /&gt;protection to    anyone from the Nazis, no matter how many peaceful Muslims&lt;br /&gt;there may be,    they are no protection for us from the terrorist Muslim&lt;br /&gt;leaders and what    they are fanatically bent on doing -- by their own&lt;br /&gt;pronouncements --    killing all of us 'infidels.' I don't blame the peaceful Muslims.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What would    you do if the choice was shut up or die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;6. So who are we at war with?    &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way we can honestly    respond that it is anyone other than the&lt;br /&gt;Muslim terrorists. Trying to be    politically correct and avoid verbalizing&lt;br /&gt;this conclusion can well be    fatal. There is no way to win if you don't&lt;br /&gt;clearly recognize and    articulate who you are fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that background, now to the    two major questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Can we lose this war?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What does    losing really mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we are to win, we must clearly answer these two    pivotal questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can definitely lose this war, and as anomalous    as it may sound, the major&lt;br /&gt;reason we can lose is that so many of us simply    do not fathom the answer to&lt;br /&gt;the second question - What does losing mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would appear that a great many of us think that losing the war    means&lt;br /&gt;hanging our heads, bringing the troops home and going on about our    business,&lt;br /&gt;like post-Vietnam. This is as far from the truth as one can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What losing really means is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would no longer be the premier    country in the world. The attacks will&lt;br /&gt;not subside, but rather will    steadily increase. Remember, they want us&lt;br /&gt;dead, not just quiet. If they    had just wanted us quiet, they would not have&lt;br /&gt;produced an increasing    series of attacks against us, over the past 18 years.&lt;br /&gt;The plan was,    clearly, for terrorists to attack us until we were neutered&lt;br /&gt;and submissive    to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would, of course, have no future support from other    nations, for fear of&lt;br /&gt;reprisals and for the reason that they would see; we    are impotent and cannot&lt;br /&gt;help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will pick off the other    non-Muslim nations, one at a time. It will be&lt;br /&gt;increasingly easier for    them. They already hold  Spain hostage. It doesn't&lt;br /&gt;matter whether it was right or wrong for  Spain to withdraw its troops from&lt;br /&gt;Iraq .  Spain did it    because the Muslim terrorists bombed their train and&lt;br /&gt;told them to withdraw    the troops. Anything else they want  Spain to do will&lt;br /&gt;be done.     Spain is finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next    will probably be  France . Our one hope on     France is that they might&lt;br /&gt;see    the light and realize that if we don't win, they are finished too, in&lt;br /&gt;that    they can't resist the Muslim terrorists without us. However, it may&lt;br /&gt;already be too late for  France .  France is    already 20% Muslim and fading&lt;br /&gt;fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without our support    Great    Britain will go too. Recently I read that    there&lt;br /&gt;are more mosques in  England than churches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If    we lose the war, our production, income, exports and way of life will all&lt;br /&gt;vanish as we know it. After losing, who would trade or deal with us if    they&lt;br /&gt;were threatened by the Muslims. If we can't stop the Muslim    terrorists, how&lt;br /&gt;could anyone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radical Muslims fully know    what is riding on this war, and therefore are&lt;br /&gt;completely committed to    winning, at any cost. We better know it too and be&lt;br /&gt;likewise committed to    winning at any cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I go on at such lengths about the results    of losing? Simple. Until&lt;br /&gt;we recognize the costs of losing, we cannot unite    and really put 100% of our&lt;br /&gt;thoughts and efforts into winning. And it is    going to take that 100% effort&lt;br /&gt;to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how can we lose the    war?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the answer is simple. We can lose the war by 'imploding.'    That is,&lt;br /&gt;defeating ourselves by refusing to recognize the enemy and their    purpose,&lt;br /&gt;and really digging in and lending full support to the war effort.    If we are&lt;br /&gt;united, there is no way that we can lose. If we continue to be    divided,&lt;br /&gt;there is no way that we can win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you a few    examples of how we simply don't comprehend the life&lt;br /&gt;and death seriousness    of th is situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Bush selects Norman Mineta as Secretary    of Transportation.&lt;br /&gt;Although all of the terrorist attacks were committed by    Muslim men between&lt;br /&gt;17 and 40 years of age, Secretary Mineta refuses to    allow profiling. Does&lt;br /&gt;that sound like we are taking this thing seriously?    This is war! For the&lt;br /&gt;duration, we are going to have to give up some of the    civil rights we have&lt;br /&gt;become accustomed. We had better be prepared to lose    some of our civil&lt;br /&gt;rights temporarily or we will most certainly lose all of    them permanently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't worry that it is a slippery slope. We gave    up plenty of civil&lt;br /&gt;rights during WWII, and immediately restored them after    the victory and in&lt;br /&gt;fact added many more since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I blame    President Bush or President Clinton before him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I blame us for    blithely assuming we can maintain all of our Political&lt;br /&gt;Correctness, and    all of our civil rights during this conflict and have a&lt;br /&gt;clean, lawful,    honorable war. None of those words apply to war. Get them&lt;br /&gt;out of your    head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some have gone so far in their criticism of the war and/or the&lt;br /&gt;Administration that it almost seems they would literally like to see us&lt;br /&gt;lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think some actually do, I hasten to add that this isn't    because they are&lt;br /&gt;disloyal. It is because they just don't recognize what    losing means.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, that conduct gives the impression to the enemy    that we are&lt;br /&gt;divided and weakening. It concerns our friends, and it does    great damage to&lt;br /&gt;our cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of more recent vintage, the uproar    fueled by the politicians and media&lt;br /&gt;regarding the treatment of some    prisoners of war, perhaps exemplifies best&lt;br /&gt;what I am saying. We have    recently had an issue, involving the treatment of&lt;br /&gt;a few Muslim prisoners    of war, by a small group of our military police.&lt;br /&gt;These are the type    prisoners who just a few months ago were throwing their&lt;br /&gt;own people off    buildings, cutting off their hands, cutting out their tongues&lt;br /&gt;and    otherwise murdering their own people just for disagreeing with Saddam&lt;br /&gt;Hussein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just a few years ago these same type prisoners    chemically killed 400,000&lt;br /&gt;of their own people for the same reason. They    are also the same type of&lt;br /&gt;enemy fighters, who recently were burning    Americans, and dragging their&lt;br /&gt;charred corpses through the streets of     Iraq . And still more recently, the&lt;br /&gt;same type of enemy that was and is providing videos to all news sources&lt;br /&gt;internationally, of the beheading of American prisoners they held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare this with some of our press and politicians, who for several    days&lt;br /&gt;have thought and talked about nothing else but the 'humiliating' of    some&lt;br /&gt;Muslim prisoners -- not burning them, not dragging their charred    corpses&lt;br /&gt;through the streets, not beheading them, but 'humiliating' them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can they be for real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The politicians and pundits have even    talked of impeachment of the Secretary&lt;br /&gt;of Defense. If this doesn't show    the complete lack of comprehension and&lt;br /&gt;understanding of the seriousness of    the enemy we are fighting, the life and&lt;br /&gt;death struggle we are in and the    disastrous results of losing this war,&lt;br /&gt;nothing can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bring our    country to a virtual political standstill over this prisoner&lt;br /&gt;issue makes    us look like Nero playing his fiddle as  Rome burned -- totally&lt;br /&gt;oblivious to what    is going on in the real world. Neither we, nor any other&lt;br /&gt;country, can    survive this internal strife. Again I say, this does not mean&lt;br /&gt;that some of    our politicians or media people are disloyal. It simply means&lt;br /&gt;that they    are absolutely oblivious to the magnitude of the situation we are&lt;br /&gt;in and    into which the Muslim terrorists have been pushing us, for many&lt;br /&gt;years.&lt;br /&gt;These people are a serious and dangerous liability to the war effort. We&lt;br /&gt;must take note of who they are and get them out of office. Remember, the&lt;br /&gt;Muslim terrorists stated goal is to kill all infidels! That translates    into&lt;br /&gt;ALL non-Muslims -- not just in the  United States ,    but throughout the world.&lt;br /&gt;We are the last bastion of defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We    have been criticized for many years as being 'arrogant.' That charge is&lt;br /&gt;valid. We are arrogant in that we believe that we are so good, powerful    and&lt;br /&gt;smart, that we can win the hearts and minds of all those who attack    us, and&lt;br /&gt;that with both hands tied behind our back, we can defeat anything    bad in the&lt;br /&gt;world! We can't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we don't recognize this, our nation    as we know it will not survive, and&lt;br /&gt;no other free country in the world    will survive if we are defeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, name any Muslim    countries throughout the world that allow&lt;br /&gt;freedom of speech, freedom of    thought, freedom of religion, freedom of the&lt;br /&gt;press, equal rights for    anyone -- let alone everyone, equal status or any&lt;br /&gt;status for women, or    that have been productive in one single way that&lt;br /&gt;contributes to the good    of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a long way of saying that we must be    united on this war or we&lt;br /&gt;will be equated in the history books to the self-    inflicted fall of the&lt;br /&gt;Roman Empire . If,    that is, the Muslim leaders will allow history books to&lt;br /&gt;be written or    read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we don't win this war right now, keep a close eye on how the    Muslims take&lt;br /&gt;over  France in the next 5 years or less.    They will continue to increase the&lt;br /&gt;Muslim population of     France and continue to encroach    little by little, on&lt;br /&gt;the established French traditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The French    will be fighting among themselves, over what should or should not&lt;br /&gt;be done,    which will continue to weaken them and keep them from any united&lt;br /&gt;resolve.    Doesn't that sound eerily familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Democracies don't have their    freedoms taken away from them by some external&lt;br /&gt;military force. Instead,    they give their freedoms away, politically correct&lt;br /&gt;piece by politically    correct piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they are giving those freedoms away to those who    have shown, worldwide&lt;br /&gt;that they abhor freedom and will not apply it to you    or even to themselves,&lt;br /&gt;once they are in power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muslims have    universally shown that when they have taken over, they then&lt;br /&gt;start brutally    killing each other over whom will be the few who control the&lt;br /&gt;masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is happening in  Iraq is a good example. Will we    ever stop hearing from the politically correct, about the 'peaceful Muslims'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close on a hopeful note, by repeating what I said above. If we are&lt;br /&gt;united, there is no way that we can lose. I hope now, after the election,&lt;br /&gt;the factions in our country will begin to focus on the critical situation    we&lt;br /&gt;are in, and will unite to save our country. It is your future we are&lt;br /&gt;talking about! Do whatever you can to preserve it. I reiterate. A&lt;br /&gt;national election is months away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the above, we all    must do this not only for ourselves, but our&lt;br /&gt;children, our grandchildren,    our country and the world. Whether Democrat or&lt;br /&gt;Republican, conservative or    liberal and that includes the Politicians and&lt;br /&gt;media of our country and the    free world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forward this to any you feel may want, or NEED to    read it. Our&lt;br /&gt;'leaders' in Congress ought to read it, too. There are those    that find&lt;br /&gt;fault with our country, but it is obvious to anyone who truly    thinks through&lt;br /&gt;th is, that we must UNITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I wish to add:    At the risk of offending someone, I sincerely think&lt;br /&gt;that anyone who    rejects this as just another political rant, or doubts the&lt;br /&gt;seriousness of    this issue or just deletes it without sending it on, is part&lt;br /&gt;of the    problem. Let's quit laughing at and forwarding the jokes and&lt;br /&gt;cartoons    which denigrate and ridicule our leaders in this war against&lt;br /&gt;terror. They    are trying to protect the interests and well being of the  US&lt;br /&gt;and    it's citizens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Best we    support them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-7686709372328387013?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/7686709372328387013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=7686709372328387013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/7686709372328387013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/7686709372328387013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/06/whether-you-like-war-or-not-pleas-read.html' title='Whether you like the War or do not like the War please read...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-8930871326845276739</id><published>2008-06-23T15:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T15:13:10.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No introduction, just "Thank you"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s259.photobucket.com/flash/player.swf?file=http://vid259.photobucket.com/albums/hh289/Impish_Dragon/Untitled.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-8930871326845276739?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/8930871326845276739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=8930871326845276739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8930871326845276739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8930871326845276739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-introduction-just-t.html' title='No introduction, just &quot;Thank you&quot;...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-653991397805921307</id><published>2008-06-22T07:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T07:52:52.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sing Along!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SF5KcKAolYI/AAAAAAAAABk/LW8K7H36ebQ/s1600-h/Sunday+Sing+Along.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SF5KcKAolYI/AAAAAAAAABk/LW8K7H36ebQ/s320/Sunday+Sing+Along.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214687266125419906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Today I woke up singing this song so I decided to put it as my sing along song!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RTQDkK43ohk&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RTQDkK43ohk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-653991397805921307?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/653991397805921307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=653991397805921307' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/653991397805921307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/653991397805921307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunday-sing-along_22.html' title='Sunday Sing Along!...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SF5KcKAolYI/AAAAAAAAABk/LW8K7H36ebQ/s72-c/Sunday+Sing+Along.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-8280281495898864860</id><published>2008-06-16T14:17:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T14:32:45.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Plane Trip form H E Double baseball bats!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;So far the past few weeks have been crazy... and this is what you missed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 31/2 weeks ago now, my dad had asked me to come fly up to South Carolina and see him and my sister for their birthdays, since they are just 2 days apart I said that I would and this is where the plane story comes in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I love to fly, I always have and when my sweet daddy asked me to come fly up I was more than excited. So 2 days before I get to the airport I had called a family friend and asked her to take care of the dog, among other things. I get all packed excited to get on a plane then I get in my car and drive to my uncles house so he can drop me off at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I get up and go with my uncle to the airport give him hugs and thank him for letting me stay the night and all that good stuff. I get on the airplane a plane that will connect in Houston, and do what I always do, pray! So I say my prayer that went something like this "Most gracious heavenly father I thank you for this day and just ask that you put your guardian angels around not only me but everyone here and the plane. Help the pilots have a great and smooth flight. It is in Jesus wonderful and most precious name I pray. Amen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we get to Houston (a great and pretty smooth flight) and I rush to my terminal knowing I only have about an hour to get there might I add! What happens next I get on the plane after having maybe an hour of terminal sitting time. Everyone gets on the plane (now I have to add this now I always sit next to the window and the wing) I get in my seat and do what I always do pray again! Pretty much the same prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all wait a few minutes and this is what everyone hears "Hello folks this is your captain speaking...Sorry for the inconvenience but air traffic  control has said that we can not take off because of bad weather in North Carolina. They are having major rain storms there. So we are going to let you off the plane and wait in the terminal instead of having to sit in this hot plane. Please make sure you stay there in case we hear something that way we can let you know. Thank you and sorry again folks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call my momma and let her know that way she, daddy and the siblings can grab something to eat instead of having to drive up and get me and be hungry. Sweet Huh? Just kidding! Anyways I get out of the plane and go sit back down in the terminal. I was waiting for about an hour and a half when we finally get back on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get my seat belt back on and again look up in the sky and say "Thanks Lord for pilots that care please bless them and this flight!" After about 30 min. waiting to take off we are in the air! Yeah! Everyone is excited we are going to get to our destination! So the stewardess goes through her thing and I have to add I NEVER pay attention to it just because I ALWAYS pray over the plane and go to sleep so why should I? (just keep that in mind as you read the rest of this blog!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now about 45 min away to our destination and I am asleep when we hit turbulence and I wake up and notice that the picture perfect sky turns pitch black! No worries I prayed I'm fine! RIGHT??? WRONG!! We are in terrible turbulence and I look out the window to see lightning almost hit the plane! Then the plane suddenly drops about 5 feet and the pilots try to level it off. In the midst of that everyone shrieks  the man next to me wakes up from his nap and says something like "Wow that was a little scary!" I just nod my head and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as the pilots level off I just smile and silently thank the Lord for his protection and the next thing I know the plane drops again! This time about 50 to 75 feet and in the midst of all of that, I hear something. Something I do not like to hear might I add! It was Satan and he was just being nasty to me! As I said I do not get scared and I was terrified! Because this is what he said to me with his evil laugh"HAHA! You get on this plane to see your dad on his birthday and I'm bringing it down! You will not be able to even wish him a happy birthday tomorrow! The plane is going to land and then burst into flames and your family will see it! HAHA! It's going down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to cry and thought to myself "I didn't even listen to the stewardess! If we go down I wont know what to do!" I was trying so hard not to listen to Satan but when he said "it's going down!" A light bulb went off and I remembered something, I am a child of the most high GOD and then I said to him "Get behind me Satan! Even if you take this plane down I am not going down I'd be going up because I am a child of the most high GOD! SO just leave me alone!" and that is when I did it the biggest it a Christian could do (as the plane was dropping) I lifted my hands up and started to pray in tongues over every ones screaming and started quoting the Bible "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Tahoma,Lucida Sans Unicode;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,Bookman Old Style;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2 Timothy 1:7 says...&lt;br /&gt;For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind." &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;and just screamed it over everyone else with my eyes shut real tight might I add!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Then it happened the pilots level us off I opened my eyes and saw that picture perfect sky again and smiled! Then I heard (because where I was sitting was pretty close to the back) "Stewardess this is Captain _______ we were pretty close to a mayday there!" When I heard that all I could do was laugh to myself! Then we got off the plane and as I walked towards the pilots cabin I looked up and said "Thanks guys you did a great job!" I am sure they knew it was me who was praying but I really did not care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Now the reason I shared this story is because I am sure there are folks out there who think "GOD does not care." But let me tell you He always cares! Or folks that say "My faith is not as strong as yours!" But let me tell ya all it takes is the faith of a mustard seed! So I end this story with something I heard on the radio the other day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Think about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;disciples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; in the boat with Jesus. A boat that was in the middle of a hurricane. Those silly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;disciples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; had 1 of 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;. They could wake Jesus up and have him calm the storm or they could have done it themselves. It always is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;measure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; of your faith. But either way Jesus will always get you out of those storms safe and sound! Be blessed and just remember that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-8280281495898864860?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/8280281495898864860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=8280281495898864860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8280281495898864860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8280281495898864860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/06/past-few-week-and-plane-trip-form-h-e.html' title='The &quot;Plane Trip form H E Double baseball bats!&quot;'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-1613554290814859298</id><published>2008-06-15T10:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T13:13:47.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sing Along</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SFU0Jr3_YjI/AAAAAAAAABE/CthC7GaaeKg/s1600-h/Sunday+Sing+Along.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SFU0Jr3_YjI/AAAAAAAAABE/CthC7GaaeKg/s320/Sunday+Sing+Along.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212129484752249394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;In honor of Father's day I chose this song to be my Sunday Sing Along...Happy Father's day to my daddy (I miss ya pop's!) (Here is a picture of me and my daddy when I was a baby.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SFVblKlNIdI/AAAAAAAAABc/apC9HnAWF18/s1600-h/A+baby+and+her+daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SFVblKlNIdI/AAAAAAAAABc/apC9HnAWF18/s320/A+baby+and+her+daddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212172837804909010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"Hey daddy! What are we watching? Our Astros???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;My #1 Grandfather and to you Heavenly Daddy (because even though every day is "Father's Day" for you sometimes it just nice to look up and thank you again for all the wonder full things you have done and continue to do! And it is especially nice to say I've been watching you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a9uP1PNvVIo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a9uP1PNvVIo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-1613554290814859298?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/1613554290814859298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=1613554290814859298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/1613554290814859298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/1613554290814859298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunday-sing-along.html' title='Sunday Sing Along'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SFU0Jr3_YjI/AAAAAAAAABE/CthC7GaaeKg/s72-c/Sunday+Sing+Along.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-5914703808114499373</id><published>2008-05-27T16:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T16:34:23.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hi everyone! I am finally back! I am with my family right now but when I get back (Officially) I will post several blogs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-5914703808114499373?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/5914703808114499373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=5914703808114499373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/5914703808114499373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/5914703808114499373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/05/hi.html' title='Hi!'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-3793729297525858378</id><published>2008-04-23T12:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T12:22:42.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to be away from my blog....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Updates coming soon. Thanks-Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-3793729297525858378?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/3793729297525858378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=3793729297525858378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3793729297525858378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3793729297525858378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/04/going-to-be-away-from-my-blog.html' title='Going to be away from my blog....'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-7719804661544869467</id><published>2008-04-17T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T17:07:25.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please go check out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My baseball blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://back2backe.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://back2backe.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-7719804661544869467?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/7719804661544869467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=7719804661544869467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/7719804661544869467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/7719804661544869467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/04/please-go-check-out.html' title='Please go check out...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-8114590898470508995</id><published>2008-04-17T10:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T13:44:09.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday #1 Grandfather!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Today is my beloved #1 Grandfather's 71st birthday! YEAH! SO I dedicate this picture and song to him! GO REDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190240378967226354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SAdwICc69_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/NsBcE-LH_50/s320/CincinattiReds-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m_Nz9B1XFio&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m_Nz9B1XFio&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-8114590898470508995?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/8114590898470508995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=8114590898470508995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8114590898470508995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8114590898470508995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-1-grandfather.html' title='Happy Birthday #1 Grandfather!...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SAdwICc69_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/NsBcE-LH_50/s72-c/CincinattiReds-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-5622587609981877567</id><published>2008-04-15T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:52:36.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackie Robinson Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Today 61 years ago the game of baseball was forever changed. I read in a book titled "How to be like Jackie Robinson" a story about what happened before the greatest day in baseball. So here is the story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" id="intelliTXT"&gt;Mr. Robinson played baseball professionally in the Negro Leagues. (At the time, the sport was segregated, and African Americans and whites played in separate leagues.) Robinson, however, was chosen by  &lt;a href="http://www.biography.com/search/article.do?id=9458118"&gt;Branch Rickey&lt;/a&gt; , a vice president with the Brooklyn Dodgers, to help integrate major league baseball. This is were the story really begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Rickey had asked the Brooklyn Dodgers General Manager (or someone like that) to meet with Jackie and get him to talk to Mr. Rickey, the GM (or whoever) asked Jackie several times to meet with the Dodgers. He even told Jackie that he would get on the train with him to meet Mr. Rickey (Jackie was nervous about that) but agreed to get on a train and meet Mr. Rickey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jackie got to the front office the Dodgers secretary showed him were  Mr. Rickey's office was, Jackie then walked in and this is what Jackie heard from Mr. Rickey... (For those of you who hate racism the language is a bit graphic so I will clean it up and you can fill in the blank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..."Aw yes sit down N*" Jackie had heard this before and reluctantly sat down. He then looked at this man and said "Sir what can I do for you?"  "This is  why N*..." Mr. Rickey then began using every racist term in the books, while Jackie just sat there. Then Mr. Rickey looked at Jackie pulled him out of his chair and began shaking his hand he then said with tears running down his cheeks "Oh Mr. Robinson! I am so sorry! I just wanted to see what you would do!! I know now that I picked the right man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stunned Jackie looked at him and said "I am sorry I just do not understand." Mr. Rickey then began to explain his crazy idea to change baseball and America forever. Jackie then said something like "Mr. Rickey I do not know if you realized but I am just a simple Negro man what can I do?" (I am trying to remember word for word what was said with its authenticity so if I miss quoted something or  something please go read the book it is amazing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Rickey said something along the lines of "That is why I want you. Because you ignored what I said to you when you walked in." ; and that is the story within the story. So  I hope you enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SAVpJyc69-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/09t_OINJ99U/s1600-h/t1_jackierobinson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SAVpJyc69-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/09t_OINJ99U/s320/t1_jackierobinson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189669762497181666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Thanks Mr. Robinson for turning the other cheek and changing my favorite game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-5622587609981877567?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/5622587609981877567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=5622587609981877567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/5622587609981877567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/5622587609981877567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/04/jackie-robinson-dayand-astros-baseball.html' title='Jackie Robinson Day!'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/SAVpJyc69-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/09t_OINJ99U/s72-c/t1_jackierobinson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-3105372132187613564</id><published>2008-04-15T21:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T13:48:59.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH! THE ASTROS!!!..going to vent...AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;14 games into the season and the record is...drum roll please...5 and 9. That's right kids 5 wins and 9 loses! So on that note here are some stats for you all to enjoy! (Just proof that the 2 former Astros players I mention should have stayed Astros!) If you need help with the lingo just shoot me a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;Chad Qualls&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt; 2007 Astros&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;G GS GF W L PCT ERA CG SHO SV IP BFP H ER R HR BB IBB SO WP HBP BK HLD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;79 0 0 6 5 .545 3.05 0 0 5 82.2 345 84 28 29 10 25 5 78 2 3 0 21&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;2008 Diamondbacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;W L ERA G GS CG SHO SV SVO IP&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;R ER HR BB SO&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;0&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;0.00&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;8&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;0&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;0&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;0&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;8.2&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;3&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;0&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;0&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;6&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;8&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;Brad Lidge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;2007 Astros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;G GS GF W L PCT ERA CG SHO SV IP BFP H ER R HR BB IBB SO WP HBP BK HLD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;66 0 0 5 3 .625 3.36 0 0 19 67.0 287 54 25 29 9 30 4 88 6 4 0 7&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;2008 Phillies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;W L ERA G GS CG SHO SV SVO IP&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;R ER HR BB SO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;0.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;Jose Velverde &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;2007 Diamondbacks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;G GS GF W L PCT ERA CG SHO SV IP BFP H ER R HR BB IBB SO WP HBP BK HLD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;65&lt;/span&gt; 0 0 1 4 .200 2.66 0 0 47 64.1 265 46 19 21 7 2 6 1 78 1 3 0 0&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;2008 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;b&gt;W L ERA G GS CG SHO SV SVO IP&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;R ER HR BB SO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;2 1&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;11.37 6&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;0&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;0&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;0&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;3 &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6.1&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;13&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;9&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;3&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;3&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;8&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know this is just the beginning of baseball season...But just look at the stats! The Astros new closer is a joke! Sure he had a great season last year, but it is 2008 and he has blown almost every game he has pitched for the Astros!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I guess it just serves Uncle Drayton and Uncle Ed right because this is the team they put together. Right? I still love the two guys who are gone to different teams and am very proud they are doing well. However I am not liking the 'Stros new closer to much, especially after tonights game!After Chacon goes 8 innings and gives up 4 hits and 2 walks, he leaves and then the 'Stros new closer blows it with 4 runs in the bottom of the 9th. Oh how it is going to be one VERY LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-3105372132187613564?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/3105372132187613564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=3105372132187613564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3105372132187613564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3105372132187613564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/04/ugh-astrosgoing-to-ventagain.html' title='UGH! THE ASTROS!!!..going to vent...AGAIN'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-5227525285930504611</id><published>2008-04-15T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T14:01:25.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TAXES!!!..and other things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Today is April 15th which means Taxes are do! Yeah!...NOT! This is my first year in paying taxes and let me tell you it is a little nerve recking! Now I understand why my dad gets excited when he finishes them. Please pray that all goes well with me and my taxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other things... I am still trying to find a job and have had no success so please keep me in your prayers. Also I am going to be traveling soon (for those who know me, you know where and when) so please keep me in your prayers for that also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-5227525285930504611?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/5227525285930504611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=5227525285930504611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/5227525285930504611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/5227525285930504611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/04/taxesand-other-things.html' title='TAXES!!!..and other things.'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-8870262326481501773</id><published>2008-04-13T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:37:42.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That is 2 in a row!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;In honor of the Astros winning 2 in a row I have decided to quote 1 of my all time favorite movies Major League II...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lou Brown (the Indians manager has entered the Clubhouse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"Alright guys lets listen up! You Guy won one yesterday! You win one today that is 2 in a row! You win one tomorrow that is called a winning streak it has happened before! So I want to see some hustle! I got a feeling things are going to turn around for us..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;That is all! Go Astros!!! Also Go Red Sox!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-8870262326481501773?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/8870262326481501773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=8870262326481501773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8870262326481501773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8870262326481501773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/04/that-is-2-in-row.html' title='That is 2 in a row!...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-850336849078795178</id><published>2008-04-10T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:00:15.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephanie Dan In Real Life...and other things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Today my younger sister and I were in between a fight and she yelled "Alright Stephanie Dan!" she was trying to pronounce my middle name which happens to be Deann, my mom then said referring to the movie Dan in real life "It's Stephanie Dan in real life!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I am going crazy!...Well sot of. I am just still really upset about baseball season! Ugh! That is all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gUOt3CYhlqk&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gUOt3CYhlqk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-850336849078795178?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/850336849078795178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=850336849078795178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/850336849078795178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/850336849078795178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/04/stephanie-dan-in-real-lifeand-other.html' title='Stephanie Dan In Real Life...and other things...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-7702242496553152245</id><published>2008-04-09T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:39:20.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 and 6...An Astros post...I am going to vent...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;3 and 6, what a wonderful record...If the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Astros&lt;/span&gt; were the RAYS! I know it is ONLY the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; week of baseball but I mean come on 3and 6? The worst part is this is the team that Uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Drayton&lt;/span&gt; and Uncle Ed wanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 and 6 What a joke! I mean I know that this team has a better record so far than that of the 2007 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Astros&lt;/span&gt; who went 1 and 6 in their first 2 weeks. But I still am not so thrilled about this team and really do not like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Astros&lt;/span&gt; right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to know why? (Guess what you get to read it anyway!) Because this is the same thing Uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Drayton&lt;/span&gt; did in the past. He goes from one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;extreme&lt;/span&gt; to the next when the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Astros&lt;/span&gt; do not get to the playoffs and win the World Series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If because I am fed up and hurt because so many of the players I loved were traded from so many years gone by along with last year makes me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fair weathered&lt;/span&gt; fan than so be it. That is what I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;But to those of you who read this and say "Yes you are a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;fair weathered&lt;/span&gt; fan!" Just remember I have friends who are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Astros&lt;/span&gt; and they understand why I am upset and do not want to support Uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Drayton&lt;/span&gt; and Uncle Ed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;There I am done. I will get off my soap box now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-7702242496553152245?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/7702242496553152245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=7702242496553152245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/7702242496553152245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/7702242496553152245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/04/3-and-6an-astros-posti-am-going-to-vent.html' title='3 and 6...An Astros post...I am going to vent...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-2363355384870241775</id><published>2008-04-01T00:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:39:38.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball season...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;In honor of it being the official day of baseball I am posting one of my favorite commercial lines of the Red Sox..."I pledge allegiance, to the fans, of the entire Red Sox nation. And to the Fenway Faithful, in all the stands, one team, under Terry, with Offense and Pitching PLAY BALL!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-2363355384870241775?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/2363355384870241775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=2363355384870241775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/2363355384870241775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/2363355384870241775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/03/baseball-season.html' title='Baseball season...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-4593723326841760071</id><published>2008-03-24T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:39:56.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A great story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I read this story in an email and thought I would share it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned round to find a&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;entire being.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;She said, 'Hi handsome. My name is Rose.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I laughed and enthusiastically responded, 'Of course you may!' and she&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;gave me a giant squeeze.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;'Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?' I asked.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;She jokingly replied, 'I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;have a couple of kids...'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;'No seriously,' I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;taking on this challenge at her age.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;'I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;one!'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;she told me.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;After class we walked to the student union building and shared a&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;chocolate milkshake.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;leave class together and talk nonstop I was always mesmerized listening&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;to this 'time machine' as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;made friends wherever she went.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;from the other students. She was living it up.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;banquet.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;her three by five cards on the floor.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;simply said, 'I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;just tell you what I know.'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, 'We do not stop playing&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;it!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do any thing&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I will turn eighty-eight.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;regrets.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;with regrets.'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;She concluded her speech by courageously singing 'The Rose.'&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;daily&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;lives.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;those&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;years ago.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;the&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;can possibly be.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;to&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage. If God brings you to&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;it, He&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;will bring you through it.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Pass this message to 7 people except you and me . You will receive a&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;miracle&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;tomorrow .&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If you choose not, then you refuse to bless someone else.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;'Good friends are like stars.........You don't always see them, but you&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;know&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;they are always there.'&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/638173111775590514-4593723326841760071?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/4593723326841760071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=4593723326841760071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/4593723326841760071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/4593723326841760071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/03/great-story.html' title='A great story...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-8079171266577967400</id><published>2008-03-11T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:40:13.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing new...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Since there is nothing new to post about I decided to post some of my favorite video clips and things in hopes of making someone smile...(please remember to turn my playlist off before you play them. Also please excuse some of the language)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rKr8QzjixJ4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rKr8QzjixJ4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2c7JN4xvhy4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2c7JN4xvhy4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xrga1S7ZV7Q"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xrga1S7ZV7Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWFCUwHpqOY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWFCUwHpqOY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-8079171266577967400?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/8079171266577967400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=8079171266577967400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8079171266577967400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8079171266577967400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/03/nothing-new.html' title='Nothing new...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-3091943310350299894</id><published>2008-02-21T16:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:40:40.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another baseball post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Today I was chatting with a fellow baseball fan today, and was telling how I know some Astros players. So I have decided to post about them and who I know and also post about how I am such a big Red Sox fan...So here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Travis Driskill-I know him from his brother and sister in law (I met them at church).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Chris Sampson-I met/know him through my cousin and know him through MySpace (and yes it really is Chris).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Hunter Pence- I met/know him through Myspace and Roun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;d Rock Express games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Luke Scott- I met/know him through Myspace and Express games also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;And the last one I know is Taylor Buchholz I met/know him through Express games and Myspace (we talked at Express games then he gave me his myspace link).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;That is how I know them...Now the Red Sox story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I really have always been a BoSox fan but I became a HUGE Sox fan with these stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;On August 30th 1990 Larry Andersen (who as I have said before was like a second dad to me) was traded for Jeff Bagwell, something that every 'Stros fan knows right? But here is a story you all did not know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;After he was traded to the Red Sox for Bagsy, he (Larry) had told the Astros General Manager of then that he wanted to tell someone before the press found out (that person being me) He then told me that he was traded for Bagsy. So that is one reason I am a huge Sox fan. But this is the main reason I am such a big fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;When my family was living in Mass. (just go read my momma's blog &lt;a href="http://greatadventure2.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://greatadventure2.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) well the day before Father's Day we got tickets to go see the BoSox play at Fenway Park. Anyway as we are waiting for the gates to open (not knowing were to go) my daddy asks a gentlemen (who was with some friends and all of their kids) "Excuse me sir?" "Yes Sur?" "We are trying to find our seats, will you please help us?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"Ya not from around here ar ya?" "No sir." "Were ar ya from?"  "We are from Texas." "Texas eh? You an Astros fan?" "Yes. We know Jeff Bagwell and Babe Ruth two worst trades in Red Sox history." "You know we have a true Sox fan here" He then looks at all my family and looks at me and says "Come here, come here, What is the one thing that ya have to do in ordea to be a Sox fan?" I then said "If you are implying to hate the Yankees with every fiber of my being. I do!" "We have a die haard Sox fan here folks!" (Because when everyone was starring at us when we told them we were from Texas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; "Good. So here is what ya got ta do, go here, here and here. Oh and make sure ya look at the field" "Thank you so much." "Oh sir I am so excited for ya (he has crocodile tears running down his cheeks) I remembea my first Red Sox game my grandpappy took me I am so happy for ya I hope the Red Sox win for ya!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;As we were walking in every Sox fan there was pushing and shoving us the gentlemen said "Hey part the waaters they aint evea been to Fenway before!" (It was like Moses parting the Red Sea). So that is how I am such a big Sox fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-3091943310350299894?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/3091943310350299894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=3091943310350299894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3091943310350299894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3091943310350299894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/02/yet-another-baseball-post.html' title='Yet another baseball post...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-4565086121895724836</id><published>2008-02-08T12:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:41:35.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A bedtime story....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Last night before I went to bed my sis. and I were talking about the "Bedtime" story that Joe Kingman gives in the movie "the Game Plan" and she and I are laughing about when mom asks "what is that from?" we tell her and she says "ok well we need to go to bed." that is when my sis says to me "big sister, will you tell me a bedtime story? And do not tell the one Joe tells!" SO this is the story I told her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful princess named Stephanie. She was a die-hard Astros fan, and her favorite players were Craig Biggio, Jeff Bagwell, Darryl Kile, Ken Caminiti and Brad Ausmus. She loved going to the Astrodome and one day as she was watching a game she heard that the big bad wolf Drayton McLane Jr. had traded two of her favorite players Ken Caminiti and Brad Ausmus! OH NO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful princess was heartbroken! She yelled as loud she could "YOU WILL REGRET THIS BIG BAD WOLF DRAYTON MCLANE JR!!! Years went by and she continued to go watch her Astros play, when one day she found out that the big bad wolf Drayton McLane Jr. was going to move the team. This devastated the princess until she found out it was to a new stadium not a different Kingdome.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One day the beautiful princess found out that the big bad wolf was at it again, This time trading for a handsome prince named Randon Racke his number was 14. The only problem with this handsome prince is he was really a frog in disguise. The beautiful princess fell in love with this handsome prince not knowing he was really a frog!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Until one day she saw him playing baseball and heard him go ribet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The beautiful princess knew how great of a baseball player Randon was but this hurt her deeply. How could her handsome prince be a frog? “No matter” she thought “I will love him anyway.” and then she gave him kiss and that changed him back into his handsome self for good! The handsome prince and the beautiful princess got married and they lived happily ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The End &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-4565086121895724836?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/4565086121895724836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=4565086121895724836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/4565086121895724836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/4565086121895724836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/02/bedtime-story.html' title='A bedtime story....'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-4076030823970338788</id><published>2008-02-04T17:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T17:22:22.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aww how sweet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Last night as I was watching the Super Bowl (Cheering on the Patriots) I saw this really cute commercial. It is a Budweiser commercial (please forgive me for that) and I am not a supporter of them but I really thought this was a cute commercial...(please make sure you turn off my play list to hear it)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I_9UNdHH-Gk&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I_9UNdHH-Gk&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-4076030823970338788?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/4076030823970338788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=4076030823970338788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/4076030823970338788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/4076030823970338788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/02/aww-how-sweet.html' title='Aww how sweet...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-8257055454268803223</id><published>2008-02-01T12:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T12:36:34.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy first of February!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In honor of the fact that today is February 1st I decided to just say...Happy February 1st!!... and declaring it a wonderful day! Be blessed-Stephanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-8257055454268803223?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/8257055454268803223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=8257055454268803223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8257055454268803223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8257055454268803223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-first-of-february.html' title='Happy first of February!...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-8020980160161062623</id><published>2008-01-30T13:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T14:59:52.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag you are it... Thanks mom!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 jobs I've had...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Babysitter&lt;br /&gt;2. Build A Bear Workshop bear builder&lt;br /&gt;3. Receptionist for a Chiropractor&lt;br /&gt;4. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 MOVIES I've watched over and over...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Only 4? No I am SERIOUS!! Why only 4?)&lt;br /&gt;1. A League Of Their Own&lt;br /&gt;2. Little Big League&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fever Pitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. The Blues Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 PLACES I've lived...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Texas&lt;br /&gt;2. Washington&lt;br /&gt;3. Massachusetts (GO RED &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SOX&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Arizona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 TV shows I watch...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Numb3rs&lt;br /&gt;2. C.S.I&lt;br /&gt;3. Desperate Housewives (BAD STEPHANIE! BAD BAD BAD STEPHANIE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Deal or No Deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Places I've been...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fenway&lt;/span&gt; Park Boston Mass. (I HAD to add that one!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Wrigley Field Chicago Illinois&lt;br /&gt;3. The Baseball Hall Of Fame in Cooperstown N.Y. (I am looking forward to seeing Jeff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bagwell&lt;/span&gt; and Craig &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Biggio&lt;/span&gt; get inducted!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The top of Pikes Peak in Colorado (With my momma squeezing the life out of my hand...literally!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 People who email me regularly...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;My momma&lt;br /&gt;2. My cousin J.&lt;br /&gt;3. My cousin's wife T&lt;br /&gt;4. My granddad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Favorite things to eat...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chocolate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chicken and dumpling's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Cheese Enchiladas&lt;br /&gt;4. Fried Chicken (YUM!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Places I'd rather be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Here on Earth? I am guessing?)&lt;br /&gt;1. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Astrodome&lt;/span&gt; (It is the place I wanted to live when I got older and it is the place I want to get married in!)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fenway&lt;/span&gt; Park&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Disney World (Fun!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Corpus Christi, Texas (So I can go fishing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 things I look forward to this year...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sox&lt;/span&gt; Baseball&lt;br /&gt;2. School&lt;br /&gt;3. My Birthday&lt;br /&gt;4. Getting a new job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 people to TAG...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you&lt;br /&gt;2. you&lt;br /&gt;3. you&lt;br /&gt;4. you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-8020980160161062623?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/8020980160161062623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=8020980160161062623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8020980160161062623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8020980160161062623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/01/tag-you-are-it-thanks-mom.html' title='Tag you are it... Thanks mom!...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-375386011339206099</id><published>2008-01-30T12:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T12:56:56.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another baseball post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I am writing this baseball post for several reasons and I will explain all of them as I write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Why did you change your blog from the Astros to the Red Sox? Explanation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I have changed my blog is because 1. I am extremely disgusted with the Owner General Manager etc.  2. The Astros have gotten rid of almost all of the players I either A. Grew up watching and cheering for. B. the players I love  retired and C. They traded players I really liked allot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all leads to the next question. 2) Why are you disgusted with everyone? Explanation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for all of that is because I am NOT just a baseball fan. I am a die-hard baseball player/baseball fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That leads to the final question. 3) What do you mean by you are NOT just a baseball fan. You ARE a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;die-hard baseball player/baseball fan? Explanation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reason might be much longer than the rest. So here it goes... There is a major difference between the two. The differences are simple and yet complex. Baseball is a game of thought, fun respect, and/or passion. Yes,  I know the subject was not baseball itself. But baseball itself leads into the answer. A baseball fan loves the game and respects it. Sometimes that fan thinks that they are a "one team" fan but they really are not. Because they love the "GAME" itself. So therefore they are not a "one team" fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A baseball player/baseball fan loves the game and all that it pertains. Such as the players, the way it is played, the way players respect the game etc. The players themselves have a completely different outlook on the game (even though in a way it is the same) because THEY are the ones who play. Which means they make rules, they break rules and they abide by ALL baseball rules. See the difference is not in how much you "love" the game. No! It is how much of the "GAME" do you "love" and that in itself is the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-375386011339206099?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/375386011339206099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=375386011339206099' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/375386011339206099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/375386011339206099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-baseball-post.html' title='Another baseball post...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-483228652696072111</id><published>2008-01-30T11:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T12:01:28.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Generation?!?!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Earlier today while driving home, my family and I were listening to a music station, other than K-Love, KSBJ or any other Christian station (I for one like all types of music except rap . Because it is just missing the letter "C". I know bad Stephanie! BAD BAD BAD STEPHANIE!)  Anyway as I was listening to this song (I really do not remember who sang it or what song it was) my mom was telling my brother she liked the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I simply asked "Why?" and this was her response (or something like it anyway!) "Because it is from my generation." I then said "OK, but why do people say from "my generation"? (I used air quotes) I mean I understand that they (the group) were popular when you were younger, but I guess my question is why do people say things like that if it is music? I mean it is a song and if you like the song it really does not matter what "generation" (again air quotes) it is from, because it is a song! Do you understand what I mean?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My mom then said "I do. I guess people say that because it is from their generation. Do you understand?" So I said "Yeah, but who cares what "generation" (you readers to me...ENOUGH with the air quotes!) the group is from because they make music. Music is music! If you like it you like it! So who cares what era it is from! I mean it is music for crying out loud! Here is one for you mom, when G (my little sister) is a mom and the Jonas brothers come (my sis, mom and I are BIG fans! The Jonas brothers ROCK!) on and she starts to jam, and then her kids say "mom why do you like this band?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Will she give an answer like you gave to me or would she say "Because they are a great band the music they made ROCKED!" I am sure she would give that answer because when you love music it does not matter what "generation" you come from because music is music!" then my mom put her hand on my forehead and said "You are wise beyond your years!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So now dear reader I ask you. Because inquiring minds want to know. What do you think is there a "Music Generation" or is it what I said just music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-483228652696072111?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/483228652696072111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=483228652696072111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/483228652696072111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/483228652696072111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/01/music-generation.html' title='Music Generation?!?!...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-2399299619617081456</id><published>2008-01-27T00:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T01:04:20.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts and words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have been thinking allot lately on what thoughts and words really mean. I know that it sounds silly but I am one who likes to ask a great deal of questions, and have never really known why. Anyway I got into a fight with someone I love very much the other day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(they know who they are.) and it really made me start thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What are thoughts and words. Not meaning what we think or say or even HOW we think or say things. But the actual thoughts and words depths. Yes I know that as a human being (an adult) life really gets ruff and you get into fights with people over stupid things and say stuff you REALLY do not mean, but what is the cause of the outburst in the first place? (you may be asking yourself when you get into a silly fight. I know I do!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have come to these thoughts (Knowing this all along, but letting it sink in a wee bit deeper) IT'S SATAN! The Bible says in John 10:10 (the King James Version)&lt;br /&gt;"The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It is nice to know that HE (Jesus) already kicked Satan's bum so we just have to remind him (now please excuse me for putting it into such ridiculous slang) "WHO's YOUR DADDY SATAN?" (I know laugh at my expense) it is not really us but it is Christ. So again I ask what are thoughts and words? Especially the ones that start ridiculous fights in the first place? I know what the are and why they are put into our subconscious minds. But the whole point of this post is to remember WHO and WHAT is inside us so we can have the V-I-C-T-O-R-Y! Yes the VICTORY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;P.S. To the person I hurt saying only words (but words that cut like a knife) I am so sorry and I ask that you forgive me. I love you! This song is dedicated to you and to all of us who have hurt or been hurt by words that we or those who know us regret saying because we fell into Satan's traps. (Please remember to turn off my play list to hear the song.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" FlashVars="viewkey=7abdde0023af10ac9685" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="godtube" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-2399299619617081456?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/2399299619617081456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=2399299619617081456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/2399299619617081456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/2399299619617081456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/01/thoughts-and-words.html' title='Thoughts and words.'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-3345186888704306436</id><published>2008-01-20T11:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T17:20:35.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A life changing moment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This post is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dedicated&lt;/span&gt; in loving memories of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hallam&lt;/span&gt; family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;January !8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2008 was Pastor Cindy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hallam's&lt;/span&gt; birthday (I do not know how young she is) However 6 years ago on that day my very good friend and sister in Christ, Angela Nicole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hallam&lt;/span&gt; went to be with Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I will tell the story of how I met her. I was going to youth group when I turned 12. I was new to youth group and had never really gone, and I was scared that nobody would like me and stuff like that. I was standing in the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well Angela was in the back (where I was sitting, as I am thinking "why am I here nobody is going to talk to me".) and she saw me starring at my feet and Bible. She then walked over to me and said "HI! Are you new to youth?" Me "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yeees&lt;/span&gt;. I am" Angie "Well I am so glad Jesus brought you here today! I am Angela!" Me "Hi, I am Stephanie." Well Stephanie, do you know anyone here? Do you have anybody to sit next to?" Me " Um no to both questions."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Angie "Well you know me silly! Anyways since you are new would you like to sit with me?" Me "Um I think I would rather just sit back here, but thanks anyways." Angie "Are you sure? We have more than enough room!" She then picks my hand up and pulls me up takes me to the front row and says "SIT! I really want you to meet my friends!" Me "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Someone calls her name (It was Pastor Cindy and she was talking with Angie about youth.) As I am sitting in the front row I see her coming back to me "Angela, are you a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hallam&lt;/span&gt;?" Angie turning as red as her hair "Yes! I hope we can be friends!" Me "So you are one of Pastor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hallam's&lt;/span&gt; daughters?" Angie" Yes! Why?" Me "Well because you do not seem like other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;PK's&lt;/span&gt;" Angie "I know and I try to do that on purpose." Me "Oh! I got ya that is cool!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All of her "friends" come and she had one of the brightest smiles on her face as she says "EVERYONE!! This is Stephanie! Stephanie this is everyone!" Some of them I knew and we all were just talking and hanging around talking about church and things. The best thing about meeting Angie was knowing that GOD made a horrible situation (or so I thought) become one of the best moments of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Angie went home January 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2002 (It was her mom's birthday) she was killed in a plane crash and all I did was cry and think of the story I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;shared&lt;/span&gt; because it was truly a wonderful thought and memory. I wrote all of this because she was what I wanted to be as a Christian. Angie was a Jesus Freak. So I dedicate this song and post to her... (please remember to turn of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;play list&lt;/span&gt; to hear the song.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" FlashVars="viewkey=b1a2d0ae51dab54d32c3" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="godtube" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-3345186888704306436?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/3345186888704306436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=3345186888704306436' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3345186888704306436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3345186888704306436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-and-sad-all-at-once.html' title='A life changing moment...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-2756427837866172603</id><published>2008-01-11T19:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T19:56:02.894-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Tonight my younger brother had his 12th birthday party, and the group and I stared quoting and telling each other movies and movie lines. Anyhow as I was quoting my favorite movie of all time (A League Of Their Own) I was thinking about how in life sometimes you can relate a movie to a actual life situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to many movies that I can relate to (long story) but it made me think is their anyone else who has a movie/life situation? So if you do please leave me a comment about your situation. Thanks-Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-2756427837866172603?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/2756427837866172603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=2756427837866172603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/2756427837866172603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/2756427837866172603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/01/movies.html' title='Movies...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-3142107748325586511</id><published>2008-01-03T13:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T13:45:03.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Message Board...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have a new baseball message board please go check it out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://baseballfanatic.8.forumer.com/index.php"&gt;http://baseballfanatic.8.forumer.com/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-3142107748325586511?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/3142107748325586511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=3142107748325586511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3142107748325586511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3142107748325586511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2008/01/message-board.html' title='Message Board...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-7281221660165439994</id><published>2007-12-30T15:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T16:05:05.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I dedicate this post to the men in woman over seas fighting for our freedom. If anyone reads this who has a family member or friend who is serving right now please tell them "Thank you" for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Also to those who are serving "Thank you" from the bottom of my heart you mean the world to me I really appreciate all that you do and continue to do. Thank you for sacrificing your tomorrows for my today's because you know the meaning of freedom, of love, of respect and true friendship ...Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. John 15:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Be blessed and have a wonderful New Years day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(to watch the videos please make sure you pause my play list so you can hear the music)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7IY9xjIHugo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7IY9xjIHugo&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gr9Zb3sTfYg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gr9Zb3sTfYg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-7281221660165439994?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/7281221660165439994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=7281221660165439994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/7281221660165439994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/7281221660165439994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/thank-you.html' title='Thank you...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-2136752813364793808</id><published>2007-12-28T16:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T16:45:07.979-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Computers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ugh!!! Modern technological devices!! My computer has a virus of some kind in it. So that is why I have not posted anything lately. As soon as it is fixed everyone will have access to read about the updates on my life and stuff. Sorry for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;inconvenience&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-2136752813364793808?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/2136752813364793808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=2136752813364793808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/2136752813364793808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/2136752813364793808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/computers.html' title='Computers...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-59664591366790236</id><published>2007-12-21T10:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T10:34:34.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Have you ever woken up where you just start to sing a song that gets stuck in your head? I woke up this morning and did that! The worst part is it was not a Christian song it was country artist Billy Currington's "Good Directions". I know I am a very bad Christian, all because I listen to country music! OK really I am just kidding. I say that as someone who loves Jesus and the Word of God and as someone who knows that she is not perfect. After all I am only human and I make mistakes (Thanks mom for getting those words stuck in my head and you know what I mean by that!) and I am the one who has to own up to my own mistakes. What I mean by that is that I will be the one on judgement day who has to look God right in the eye and say "Yes Lord I did that." Weather it was a good thing or not I am the one who has to say that. You want to know something? I am OK with that. Honest! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Anyways I woke up singing it just because it is such a silly song and I really like the music to it! So I am setting up the music video so everyone can have a good laugh on my expense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aDMf2MWFhDI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aDMf2MWFhDI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-59664591366790236?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/59664591366790236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=59664591366790236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/59664591366790236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/59664591366790236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/songs.html' title='Songs'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-6093386496834177830</id><published>2007-12-21T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T13:47:29.031-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going crazy in my own way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Frustrated! Angry!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aggravated&lt;/span&gt;!!! Crazy!!! All words that describe how I am feeling at the moment. I know that it is not right to "hate" anyone so I guess another word to describe my emotions are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Irritated&lt;/span&gt;! I really do not want to go into to much detail, so I will just say very little about people I know who have made me feel this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have some relatives that have not been very nice to me, and my whole family. They have treated us like we are the black sheep of the family. Anyway last night and this morning I heard somethings that these relatives told a certain relative, who then told me. Gossip? Maybe (me I am not big on hearing it or even talking about it) Anyway it is not something I am very happy with. So please just pray that the Lord gives me strength and peace in this time where I just need to love them weather these relatives love me or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-6093386496834177830?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/6093386496834177830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=6093386496834177830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/6093386496834177830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/6093386496834177830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/goimg-crazy-in-my-own-way.html' title='Going crazy in my own way.'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-1254999425759322756</id><published>2007-12-20T16:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:34:54.697-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Curt Schilling's Blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; as I start this blog I just want to say...Nice work Curt!!!...Now on to the blog post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I am die-hard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Astros&lt;/span&gt; fan but I have a favorite American League team too. That is the Boston &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;RedSox&lt;/span&gt;. I love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BoSox&lt;/span&gt; as much as my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Astros&lt;/span&gt; and always have. Anyway today I decided I was going to go read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BoSox&lt;/span&gt; pitcher Curt Schilling's blog. Because yesterday on ESPN they were talking about how Curt was calling out Roger Clemens for being on the Mitchell report. Now for those of you who do not follow baseball or sports in general (I will give you a little piece of info. on the report) It was a steroid report for the fans to know that steroids are bad...well something like that anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway I decided to go read Curt's blog and his thoughts on steroids and what not. He was talking about other things in baseball and how baseball along with other sports really needs to stop the steroid non-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sense&lt;/span&gt;. (As best I could tell) He called Roger Clemens out saying he should have to give up the four Cy Young Awards he's won since 1997 if he can't clear his name from allegations that he used steroids to prolong and enhance his career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Personally&lt;/span&gt; I could not agree with Curt more. If you do the crime you should have to pay the time. Now I am not saying Roger did steroids and I am not saying he did not do steroids, truthfully only GOD knows but I agree with Curt 100% . On the bottom are both the links to what Curt had to say about the report and Roger Clemens for those of you who are interested in reading them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Curt's thoughts on the Mitchell report below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://38pitches.com/2007/12/19/one-players-take-on-the-mitchell-report-canseco-clemens-records-looking-back-or-going-forward/"&gt;http://38pitches.com/2007/12/19/one-players-take-on-the-mitchell-report-canseco-clemens-records-looking-back-or-going-forward/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A follow up on Curt's thoughts on the Mitchell report below&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://38pitches.com/2007/12/20/innocent-until-proven-guilty/"&gt;http://38pitches.com/2007/12/20/innocent-until-proven-guilty/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-1254999425759322756?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/1254999425759322756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=1254999425759322756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/1254999425759322756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/1254999425759322756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/curt-schillings-blog.html' title='Curt Schilling&apos;s Blog...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-3873977454313108686</id><published>2007-12-20T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T15:24:17.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Anyone who is visiting my blog (who are not on my friends list) I would like to get to know where you are visiting from. So please leave me a comment and tell me where you are from and how you found out about my blog. Thanks- Stephanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-3873977454313108686?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/3873977454313108686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=3873977454313108686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3873977454313108686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/3873977454313108686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/visitors.html' title='Visitors...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-6475778558126531103</id><published>2007-12-19T09:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:35:34.252-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another cry for help.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Today I was driving to work when I heard on the radio that Britney Spears' younger sister Jamie-Lynn Spears is pregnant and she is only 16. Now I am not a person who is big on celebrity gossip but I could not help but think about how her older sister is the one who sets an example, and as an older sister myself I could not help but start to think about my younger sister and how I set an example for her. I hope that the example she sees in me is a Godly one. But now that I hear and see things like that I honestly can't help but wonder if this is just another cry for help from the Spears family and Hollywood in general. I hope that one day soon the Lord sends someone in their paths to get them saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-6475778558126531103?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/6475778558126531103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=6475778558126531103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/6475778558126531103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/6475778558126531103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/another-cry-for-help.html' title='Another cry for help.'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-7887082378789733721</id><published>2007-12-18T16:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:35:58.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In Christ Alone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Today I was thinking about all the things we go through as Chirstians and I could not help but start humming this song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone will I glory&lt;br /&gt;Though I could pride myself in battles won&lt;br /&gt;For I’ve been blessed beyond measure&lt;br /&gt;And by His strength alone I’ll overcome&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I could stop and count successes like diamonds in my hands&lt;br /&gt;But those trophies could not equal to the grace by which I stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;I place my trust&lt;br /&gt;And find my glory in the power of the cross&lt;br /&gt;In every victory&lt;br /&gt;Let it be said of me&lt;br /&gt;My source of strength&lt;br /&gt;My source of hope&lt;br /&gt;Is Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone do I glory&lt;br /&gt;For only by His grace I am redeemed&lt;br /&gt;For only His tender mercy&lt;br /&gt;Could reach beyond my weakness to my need&lt;br /&gt;And now I seek no greater honor in just to know Him more&lt;br /&gt;And to count my gains but losses to the glory of my Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;I place my trust&lt;br /&gt;And find my glory in the power of the cross&lt;br /&gt;In every victory&lt;br /&gt;Let it be said of me&lt;br /&gt;My source of strength&lt;br /&gt;My source of hope&lt;br /&gt;Is Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jKq4tJte0lQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jKq4tJte0lQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-7887082378789733721?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/7887082378789733721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=7887082378789733721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/7887082378789733721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/7887082378789733721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-christ-alone.html' title='In Christ Alone...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-7074718738348978953</id><published>2007-12-18T09:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:37:08.929-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weather Outside...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This morning when I got out of the shower I asked my mom if she could check the weather (now for those of you who do not know me all that well I am not a winter person or a morning person. I know I am just a weird person, but give me a break I'm related to my mom!! Just kidding mommy!!!) anyway she was telling me the forecast and I said "It's going to snow. I can smell it!" and it made me think of the Christmas song "The weather outside is frightful..." hence the name of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway anyone who ever reads my mom's blog knows about our families "Great Adventures" and when we lived in Seattle, WA (Yummy Starbucks!) we would go to the Mountains to go sledding. Well I should say my mom, dad, bro. and sis. went sledding while I was the one who liked to stay in the van (as it was running) and drink hot chocolate. Well anyway as they would sled and I would enjoy my hot chocolate, I would tell them before we hit the Mountains "I can smell it, it is going to snow!" so I have been able to smell it for a week. I hope for my momma's sake that it does snow, because she loves snow. Please pray and believe with me that it will be a white Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Gracious Heavenly Father,&lt;br /&gt;I come before you Lord and I thank you for this day. I ask that this year my family has a white Christmas for those in the family who love snow. I also ask that you bless us and keep us safe. Let us be shining lights of your word and a blessing to others today and everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in Jesus wonderful precious name we pray,&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-7074718738348978953?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/7074718738348978953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=7074718738348978953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/7074718738348978953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/7074718738348978953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/weather-outside.html' title='The Weather Outside...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-2747256030057957596</id><published>2007-12-17T09:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:38:00.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The "No title" Post post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Today I woke up and started thinking about all of the things I had to do for today (something I always do when I wake up, it just is natural to me) and usually when I get up I thank the Lord for the day and just stuff in general. Today was one of those days that went like this... Wake up Stephanie you have 2 billion things to do today you can not go back to sleep! WAKE UP! Then all my thoughts rushed in my head, as I was walking into the bathroom to take my morning shower which is were I do my morning praying. OK I have to do this I have to that, and I heard the Lord's voice in the midst of my crazy thoughts "Hi! How is your morning going?" (Now for those of you who do not know me all that well I am NOT a morning person. In order for me to be a somewhat morning person I have to have my coffee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after hearing his sweet loving voice I was thinking to myself without my coffee in a somewhat grouchy mood "gee Jesus how many cups of coffee have you had this morning? I have not had any this morning and I NEED mine so I can be as chipper as you" I could hear him laughing. He was laughing at what I asked him! He was laughing at me! ME!! He then said "Stephanie you really do not need your morning coffee to be chipper with me." I then started thinking "What Jesus? Have you lost your mind I'm NOT a morning person" He started laughing again and said "No, You can always drink your coffee so you can be a somewhat morning person. That is not what I meant. I meant that my word says "Today is the day the Lord has made rejoice and be glad in it" see what I mean I do not mind if you drink your coffee but I do mind if you are not rejoicing in me I like hearing your voice I like when you talk to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself "Duh Stephanie!" I said "Lord I'm so sorry I did not mean to put you last I just, I mean I do not know what I was thinking you are right. This is YOUR day a day YOU blessed me with and I forgot to say thanks. So thanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had that happen? You are in the midst of a billion things or it seems like a billion thoughts are running through your head and he just sits there smiles and just waits for you to say "Hi Jesus! How are you today? Thanks for the wonderful day you gave me! (even if to you it might not seem that wonderful) I think that we all have attendance to let the Lord slip through the cracks and that is why I am posting about my morning. So I encourage anyone who reads this to just look outside, at your kids or whatever and give thanks one more time let our Heavenly Father know just how much you really do appreciate Him and what He did for us. Especially during this time of year. Because He really enjoys the sound of our voices, they are like music to His ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed today and make sure you tell Jesus you love Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VVEUfmiKHp0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VVEUfmiKHp0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Most Gracious Heavenly Father,&lt;br /&gt;I come before you Lord and I just want to thank you for your love, your mercy, your wisdom, your knowledge, and most importantly I want to thank you for dying on that tree 2 thousand years ago so I can have eternal life and so I can serve you. Thank you for this day, let me be a blessing to others where ever I go. Help me use your wisdom and knowledge. Lord help me shine your light through this day and every day. I love you Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in Jesus wonderful precious name I pray&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-2747256030057957596?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/2747256030057957596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=2747256030057957596' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/2747256030057957596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/2747256030057957596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-title-post-post.html' title='The &quot;No title&quot; Post post.'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-8582471686462536982</id><published>2007-12-14T09:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:39:07.801-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday B-G-O!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This post is deticated to my all time favorite Astros player (well next to Jeff Bagwell :D ) Craig Alan Biggio. Chant it with me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143964242992245474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/R2MIOaDdKuI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s5fgC_n2J2E/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!! B-G-O!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Bidge!!! I hope you have a GREAT one # 7!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-8582471686462536982?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/8582471686462536982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=8582471686462536982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8582471686462536982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/8582471686462536982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-b-g-o.html' title='Happy Birthday B-G-O!!!!!'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/R2MIOaDdKuI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s5fgC_n2J2E/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-1619162927514809205</id><published>2007-12-13T16:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:39:32.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I am thankfull for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Jesus-&lt;/strong&gt; Because without him I am nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Astros&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;RedSox&lt;/span&gt; baseball-&lt;/strong&gt; Do I really need to explain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. My momma and daddy-&lt;/strong&gt; Because without them let's just be honest I would not be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;strong&gt; My brother and sister- &lt;/strong&gt;They are goofy and we fight sometimes but I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;strong&gt; Texas-&lt;/strong&gt; I love being a Texas girl and because it was Jeff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bagwell's&lt;/span&gt; number :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Tea and Dr. Pepper-&lt;/strong&gt; Anyone who knows me knows that is self &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;explanatory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;The month and day of my birth and because it was my all time favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Astro&lt;/span&gt; Craig &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Biggio's&lt;/span&gt; number.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;strong&gt; Being able to read&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;strong&gt;. Chicken and Dumplings &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;strong&gt; Milk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;strong&gt; Blue bell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;Transportation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;The great outdoors-&lt;/strong&gt; I love to be outside. I love the smells and the colors. GOD really out did HIMSELF, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;video games&lt;/span&gt; and radio- &lt;/strong&gt;All great examples of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;Christmas-&lt;/strong&gt; A great day to remember that Jesus really loves us all that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Resurrection&lt;/span&gt; Sunday, it just goes along with 15.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.&lt;strong&gt; Hot chocolate, it just goes with the 2 before it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;strong&gt;Science and math-&lt;/strong&gt; Without them I would not have my sports especially...BASEBALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Camera's&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; To take pictures of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;strong&gt;Photo albums, it just goes along with 19.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21&lt;strong&gt;. Coloring books-&lt;/strong&gt; I might be older but I still love to color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;strong&gt;Internet- &lt;/strong&gt;That way I can check up on my '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Stros&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;BoSox&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;offseason&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;strong&gt;Computers, it just goes along with 22.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;The Military, any one who is a TRUE American knows that is self &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;explanatory&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;My papa-&lt;/strong&gt; For taking me to the circus (he HATES the circus) and for taking me to see my '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Stros&lt;/span&gt; on my 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday against your Reds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;strong&gt;My Granny A-&lt;/strong&gt; For adopting me as your own and giving me Granny's words of wisdom ;D .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;strong&gt;My Uncles and Aunt- &lt;/strong&gt;Because they care enough about Baseball to talk it with me, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;strong&gt;Rain- &lt;/strong&gt;Because without it the earth would not be a pretty place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;strong&gt;Chocolate-&lt;/strong&gt; '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;nuf&lt;/span&gt; said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.&lt;strong&gt; All of the people who do the dirty jobs, so I can have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;plumbing&lt;/span&gt;, electricity etc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.&lt;strong&gt; Food= Yummy- &lt;/strong&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;nuf&lt;/span&gt; said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;strong&gt;My teeth just goes along with 31.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;strong&gt;Fireplaces-&lt;/strong&gt; So I can be warm and enjoy 17 :D .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.&lt;strong&gt; Nolan Ryan-&lt;/strong&gt; Without him baseball would not be the same and neither would the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Astrodome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.&lt;strong&gt; Chairs-&lt;/strong&gt; Because I love to relax and in them I can watch baseball :D .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;strong&gt;My house-&lt;/strong&gt; So I can be with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.&lt;strong&gt; Toothbrushes and Toothpaste-&lt;/strong&gt; Because I like my mouth clean and my breath minty fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Nachos&lt;/span&gt; it just goes along with 34. Thanks Nolan!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;strong&gt;My Dome-&lt;/strong&gt; Because I loved going there watching and cheering on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Astros&lt;/span&gt;, and it goes along with 5, 7, 34, and 38.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.&lt;strong&gt; The age my daddy thought he was on his 41st birthday. A fond and funny memory my family loves to laugh about.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. &lt;strong&gt;My sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;lovie&lt;/span&gt; (anyone who knows me knows why :D )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;strong&gt;People- &lt;/strong&gt;Because I love to hold conversations with them weather it is about baseball or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. &lt;strong&gt;My ears-&lt;/strong&gt; Because without them I would not be able to enjoy music and hear Steven Curtis Chapman sing "the Great Adventure"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.&lt;strong&gt; Roy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Oswalt&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;Without him the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Astros&lt;/span&gt; would have NEVER seen a World Series and he's a Christian too so that is always an added bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.&lt;strong&gt; The Bible it just goes along with 1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. &lt;strong&gt;Trees-&lt;/strong&gt; I love to climb them and be around the smell they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.&lt;strong&gt; Dirt-&lt;/strong&gt; I love to make mud pies with it and because it has a unique feel to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;strong&gt;Watermelon I know it falls into the Category of # 31 but without it's seeds I would not be able to enjoy summer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;strong&gt;Swimming pools- &lt;/strong&gt;Because they keep me cool in Hot Texas summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. &lt;strong&gt;Summer-&lt;/strong&gt; Because that is the season I was born in, that is when baseball is played and that is when I like it because I like it HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-1619162927514809205?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/1619162927514809205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=1619162927514809205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/1619162927514809205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/1619162927514809205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/things-i-am-thankfull-for.html' title='Things I am thankfull for...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-5553914613384063632</id><published>2007-12-13T11:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:39:58.158-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH!!! Drayton McLane Jr., Ed Wade, and the Astros upper staff!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ugh!!! Right now that is the only word that I can say to describe my feelings. You know that feeling you get deep down in your gut when you know that you know that you know something is going to go wrong, and yet you try to pray against it, and yet somehow it seems like your prayers were unanswered? I had that feeling when Ed Wade became the General Manager of the Astros. I tried to pray it away (hoping that the Astros would not do anything stupid) but it seemed like all I got from the Lord was wait and see how faithful I am. So here I am waiting...AGAIN!!!...knowing that in my heart of hearts Ed Wade knows nothing about Astros baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday six players were let go (five of whom I really enjoyed watching and meeting) I want to say that the Astros did great by letting them go, but...they did not. The Astros needed/need starting pitching and so far the farm system (Minor Leagues) prospects best prospects at that are the ones that are being traded. Now please do not get me wrong I love Mr. McLane I have met him, and he gave me tickets to a game once (a story I will share sometime) but WHAT IN THE WORLD IS HE THINKING? I am so frustrated and disappointed right now it really is unreal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did the Astros organization decide they needed to get rid of the good players/prospects so the Astros could lose. Why do they not get it? DO NOT TRADE THE GOOD PLAYERS!! Every single time that they get rid of them the team the Astros trade the players to gets better and ends up in the playoffs. Is Drayton McLane that blind sighted that he does not see this? Or am I just that frustrated that I do? Hm. Lets think here shall we?...In 1991 the Astros had a Center Fielder (who's name I will not mention for awhile) that kept telling them Let me play I am going to be great one day!" They shipped him off to a team (I can not for the life of me remember what team though) because they did not believe he would be that great, now he is still in the MLB (20 years or so) and still one of the best Out Fielders in the game! Boy did Kenny Lofton call his greatness or what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1992 the Astros had a starting pitcher (who too shall remain nameless for awhile) and he was put in the bullpen, he kept telling the Astros "I am not a reliever!! I am a starter!!" They did not listen to him and shipped him off to the Phillies, and you know what happened the Phillies ended up going to the World Series and this Pitcher has three World Series rings (Two with the Red Sox and one with the Diamondbacks) but according to the Astros Curt Schilling was NEVER a starting pitcher! The list goes on with dump things the Astros have done and are still doing, but my point all together is Drayton McLane is really not using baseball wisdom and baseball knowledge together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is using baseball knowledge by it self. You can not do that you have to use the two together!! After all there is a difference between the two. Baseball wisdom is the ability to think the season that is in front of you through thoroughly and know how to play it out weather you have the players or not. Baseball knowledge is knowing the game and how the game is played. That is the difference, and that was my whole point and that is why I am so frustrated and why the one word that describes me best is UGH!! That is all for now just UGH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-5553914613384063632?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/5553914613384063632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=5553914613384063632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/5553914613384063632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/5553914613384063632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/ugh-drayton-mclane-jr-ed-wade-and.html' title='UGH!!! Drayton McLane Jr., Ed Wade, and the Astros upper staff!!!!!'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-5557132706523908553</id><published>2007-12-10T10:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:40:29.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To my mommy!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Today is my mom's birthday and I wanted to post a special post only for her. So here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I have a very close relationship, we rarely fight, which in so many ways is a great thing. We have shared so many fun memories. Hey mom you remember when I was little and me, you and daddy would go see our 'Stros in the Dome (mine and yours daddy really does not count ;-D jk) and you would be screaming at Hal Leiner? Or going to see Bidge play his final game and we were both crying and daddy was looking at us like we were nuts even though he too shed some tears Remember?Ah fun memories. Now that you are -- you can do what daddy did on his 41st and say you are a year younger than you really are I give you permission. So go right ahead and do it. ROFLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you very much and hope you have an awesome day filled with great blessings and many surprises! These ones are for you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/glNjsOHiBYs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/glNjsOHiBYs&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JbKQq0dAqAw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JbKQq0dAqAw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-5557132706523908553?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/5557132706523908553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=5557132706523908553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/5557132706523908553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/5557132706523908553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/to-my-mommy.html' title='To my mommy!...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-5780063688133417620</id><published>2007-12-05T18:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T18:09:00.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is funny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QH5fHOGst-E&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QH5fHOGst-E&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-5780063688133417620?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/5780063688133417620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=5780063688133417620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/5780063688133417620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/5780063688133417620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-is-funny.html' title='This is funny...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-7501448608070240357</id><published>2007-12-05T11:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:41:34.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OK as many of you know I am a die-hard Astros fan, (Because that was not obvious with my background...Right? Just Kidding) anyways I am writing this post because I am just completely and totally disgusted by the Astros organization. I guess I am frustrated with what General Manager Ed Wade and owner Drayton McLane Jr. have done. They keep sending the good players to bad teams in return for bad players! This has been going on within the Astros organization for as long as I can remember! Truth be told the worst part of it all is the fact that EVERYONE on the upper staff wants to know why the Astros can not win a World Series or why they have only been in one for as long as the Astros have been a team. I cant help but wondering what they are thinking when they make such ridiculous trades (for instance Jason Jennings of the Rockies to the Astros for Taylor Buchholz, Jason Hirsh and Willy Taveras. What in the sam hill were they thinking last year???) I just hope that when they do realize they made ridiculous trades it is not to late to fix it, like this year's season. Oh well that being said I will get off my soap box now I am done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-7501448608070240357?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/7501448608070240357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=7501448608070240357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/7501448608070240357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/7501448608070240357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-9212234875975311488</id><published>2007-12-04T07:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T07:46:17.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Sick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Last night my mom younger brother and sister and I decided we would go to the annual town Christmas tree lighting, and I got to go because my boss let me off work early, because he was sick. Anyhow I was wanting to go but I also did not want to go because I was not feeling all that great either. (I just thought that it was my allergies) Well last night as I was getting ready for bed my ear started to burn (they already were itchy) and my throat did too (I already had a mild cough) so this morning after about 2 hrs of sleep last night I woke up and asked my mom what I should do (mind you Dr.C- has 2 little kids J she is 3 and baby W he is 3 months old) she said "take the day off because you do not want to get the baby sick." I kind of knew that I just wanted to double check so I called Dr.C- to let him know I WAS NOT going to go to work today. He seemed relieved because he sounded like he too just wanted to crawl back in to bed! I know it sounds bad but I should be OK by tomorrow...HOPEFULLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-9212234875975311488?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/9212234875975311488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=9212234875975311488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/9212234875975311488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/9212234875975311488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/blah-sick.html' title='Blah Sick...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-340345064816917073</id><published>2007-12-03T19:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T19:48:17.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Stuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SsWrY77o77o&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SsWrY77o77o&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2hA3_rihmcg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2hA3_rihmcg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OjGruchlKGw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OjGruchlKGw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vrc6akk4ZjI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vrc6akk4ZjI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-340345064816917073?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/340345064816917073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=340345064816917073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/340345064816917073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/340345064816917073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/funny-stuff.html' title='Funny Stuff...'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-2907230982458729051</id><published>2007-12-03T19:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:43:27.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks # 7!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wrote this a couple of months ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well even though baseball season is not officially over. I wanted to post a special blog for one of my favorite Astros. I know that there are very few people (if any at all) who read my blog and when I write I try to keep it interesting. So here it goes…&lt;br /&gt;As many (if not everybody who read) know I love the Houston Astros, I love to watch them, talk about them and so on. But, today is a sad day for me to write, because my Astros season is over so is Craig Biggio's 20 year career. You see Sept. 30th 2007 was his last game ever because he retired. I really should start this story/blog like this (the music that plays when someone on TV says "Let me take you back" just played!)&lt;br /&gt;I was less than a year old when Craig Biggio became an Astro it was June 26th 1988 he became a Major Leaguer, and this is for me where the story really begins.&lt;br /&gt;Larry Andersen (he was an Astros pitcher) was holding me (like he usually did) and he was talking to my daddy, when Craig walked over to Larry to talk about pitching (Craig was a catcher than) and I started to wave to him and try to get him to play with me and he was waving back and finally said "Mr. Andersen,…" Larry "WHAT!" "she is so cute, could I hold her?" Larry looked at him and said "Yeah sure Rook." and from then on I guess I was always a fan of Craig Biggio. I never really thought that he would retire, and be so gracious to us fans about it and yet he was. I was actually afraid I would not get to see his final game, but thanks to my mom (and her several attempts to buy tickets on ebay) I was there to witness a little piece of peace, love, joy, sorrow, and history! My whole heart was ripped out when he gave his final goodbyes (as a player) to us fans. Yes I know it is silly to say I cried. But I did, and those tears were tears of joy and memories; knowing the baseball era I grew up watching was over. My mom also has a blog and she wrote how (even though the tickets were expensive (when they were in the nosebleeds) and so was gasoline) it was a priceless look on my face as the tears came down my cheeks. So as I finish this part of my blog I leave you with these last couple of sentences that go out towards my memories of Craig. (Clears throat)&lt;br /&gt;Craig, you taught me to love the game, respect and cherish it too. You taught me to pinetar my helmet when everyone elses was blue. You played the with the Astros your whole career, never complaining about what position they put you at, or even how many pitches you took in the arm instead of them making contact with your bat. You showed me and all the other fans too that (even though Tom Hanks said "There is no crying in baseball!") it was ok to cry. You played 20 amazing years with just one team, never minding my screams. So thanks for all the memories that make me day dream, thanks for 20 years, for holding me, and supporting the fans that loved you so much. What can I say other than… See you in Cooperstown Mr. 3,000!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/638173111775590514-2907230982458729051?l=abugslife7787.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/feeds/2907230982458729051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=638173111775590514&amp;postID=2907230982458729051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/2907230982458729051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/638173111775590514/posts/default/2907230982458729051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abugslife7787.blogspot.com/2007/12/thanks-7.html' title='Thanks # 7!!!!'/><author><name>Doodlebugs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14990027886690955224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pM-xncD3M3I/S576WRK_uhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YIkzg4cV_Po/S220/The+whatever+pics+418.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-638173111775590514.post-5026015493186653546</id><published>2007-12-03T17:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:44:58.337-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A funny story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The other day I was at work when I received a very random phone call (I work at a Chiropractor's office) anyways I was talking to this lady who company has done business with him before, and she had said "If you do not mind my asking...What time do you both leave from work?" (mind you it is a Friday) I said "Oh not at all 5pm" She and I then somehow changed the subject of what she was supposed to tell me to the fact that neither one of us liked the time change. She said "I have heard that for 6 months of the year it stays dark and the other 6 months it is daylight" (or something like that) I replied "Oh yeah that is true, my family lived in Seattle Wa. for a couple of years and that is how it is up there too. Oh by the way I lived in Alaska for awhile also." she then said "if you dont mind my asking...How come you lived up there?" my answer "Well my dad's job takes us everywhere, and everyone likes to ask if he is in the military, but he is not." she then asked "What does your dad do?" me "he is a piping designer, that means that he builds power plants and things like that on the computer." she then says "I want to travel can I adopt your dad?" me "oh sure my dad would not mind at all he likes having adopted kids, I will call him tonight and say...Hey dad a lady that I was talking to over the phone at work wants to adopt you so she can travel." We both started to laugh and then we hung up. That night my dad came home from work (as many of you know my mom also has a blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://greatadventure2.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;http://greatadventure2.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; and she tells of my families crazy adventures, and also about dad's job in Houston) and I told him the story he starts to laugh and says "Well sure she can come just make sure you get her info..." so today she calls to follow up with me about what Dr.C- had said and I told her what my dad had said and we just started laughing all over again. 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