<?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-9078020213337924829</id><updated>2012-01-09T05:01:18.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Georgia</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-6229551639486413829</id><published>2010-11-05T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T09:54:47.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/TNR-AeVnuOI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7DKPzoEYmQU/s1600/Halloween+2010+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536188388554029282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/TNR-AeVnuOI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7DKPzoEYmQU/s400/Halloween+2010+033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Addison is with me I take her to the park every day. This is Jaycee Park and she likes this slide the best but she wouldn't turn so I could get her smiling face. We usually go to this park in the morning while I'm on my walk or on the way home from visitng Grandma Warren at Maple Ridge. Addison always sits in her stroller for an hour on those visits so I like to reward her with a trip to the park. In the afternoon after her nap we like to go to Lion's park right by my house. The slide is much bigger and I sit on the end and say you can't get me and she tries to slide down and touch my back with her feet before I can get up. She will do this over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/TNR-AIhA1JI/AAAAAAAAAGc/bdAfjavHDAk/s1600/Halloween+2010+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536188382696232082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/TNR-AIhA1JI/AAAAAAAAAGc/bdAfjavHDAk/s400/Halloween+2010+034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Julaine is at school during the week I have the priviledge of babysitting my granddaughter. She is at a cute phase. She seems to be adding words daily to her vocabulary. She may not always say it right but she says it cute.  When we go to Jaycee Park she loves this swing because she has more freedom in it and I always worry that she will try to get off while she is swinging but so far so good.  When she gets on the swing I always ask her if she wants to go high and she says yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/TNR9L3uF-tI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ofV-lcE37KE/s1600/Halloween+2010+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536187484834495186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/TNR9L3uF-tI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ofV-lcE37KE/s400/Halloween+2010+037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to make a trip to Patterson's orchard for some apples and they had pumpkins, haystacks, flowers, cornstalks and a large giant gourd. As soon as we got there Addison ran for the pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/TNR9LQPvqVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UExiwv2ZQs4/s1600/Halloween+2010+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536187474238220626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/TNR9LQPvqVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UExiwv2ZQs4/s400/Halloween+2010+041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought this gourd was really neat I tried to get a good picture of her sitting on it and sliding down but this turned out the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/TNR9Kz6OkQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/f3VSo9nmpds/s1600/Halloween+2010+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536187466631778562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/TNR9Kz6OkQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/f3VSo9nmpds/s400/Halloween+2010+042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addison went from pot to pot trying to smell each flower. She even tries to smell the artificial flowers I have in my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/TNR9Kh_KMXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/8V1TU1SN2U0/s1600/Halloween+2010+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536187461820625266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/TNR9Kh_KMXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/8V1TU1SN2U0/s400/Halloween+2010+044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We read this book called baby at the farm, it is a touch and feel book, she loves feeling the hay. I couldn't get her to move off the hay for quite some time. She just liked sitting there and rubbing her hand on the hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/TNR9KFbFqyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/kqIxNPn2lz4/s1600/Halloween+2010+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536187454153141026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/TNR9KFbFqyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/kqIxNPn2lz4/s400/Halloween+2010+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken one day when I took her to the parkway for a picnic. She loves to swing and this swing is really high off the ground. When she swings I like to sing to her this little song I made up for my kids when they were small. Swinging, swinging H-i-i-i-g-h, in the sky. Swinging Swinging H-i-i-i-g-h in the the sky. I go up down, up down high in the sky, cause I'm swinging, swinging H-i-i-i-g-h in the sky. She likes me to sing that the whole time while I swing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-6229551639486413829?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/6229551639486413829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=6229551639486413829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/6229551639486413829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/6229551639486413829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-addison-is-with-me-i-take-her-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/TNR-AeVnuOI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7DKPzoEYmQU/s72-c/Halloween+2010+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-8765364204985350641</id><published>2010-05-30T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T21:52:09.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This has been a difficult week for me. Last Sunday after feeding my guys my daughter, Julaine, picked me up and I stayed at her house for the night. I really needed to get out. Qhile at her house Jason grilled us a delicious dinner of hamburgers and chicken with some grilled asparagus. It was so good I'll have to have John grill us some asparagus sometime soon. I spent some time with my adorable Granddaughter and after she was in bed. The three of us watched Avatar. I don't usually sleep to well at her house but that doesn't really matter because the reason I go there is to spend time with Julaine and Jason and of course Addison. In the wee morning hours I started reading a new book "The Time Traveler's Gift. I really like it so far. Julaine brought me back home about 1:30. We fixed Donald dinner and sent him off to work-- this week he's on second shift. About 3:30 in the afternoon my mother-in-law fell and she burst open some clots just under the skin and she was bleeding and I couldn't stop it. she also couldn't put any weight on her one leg. I decided to call 911. They bandaged her arm and took her to the emergency room. I was babysitting Addison so when they called about 7 I explained that I couldn't get there before 10:00 pm. I also asked them if she could walk. They said she couldn't and I expressed my concern about how I would care for her if she couldn't walk. They decided to admit her in the hospital to run further test since the X-ray was fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tuesday morning Don and I went to the hospital to see mom and they told us she was going to be released and they ran a few test. One for a bladder infection and at cat scan on her brain because she was so confused. To make a long story short she is now at Mapleridge nursing home because it seems the veins in her legs seeped out some blood into the muscles and have dried and it's suppose to be very painful and that is why she can't put weight on her leg and hence she can't walk. She will have therapy and they are hoping to bring her back to be able to walk.  I have visited her several days now and each time I go she cries and begs me to bring her home. My emotions are raw.  Now this was all hard enough but as of yesterday Donald is layed off and it could be until October. We're hoping with all the vacations in July and August that they call him in but we're expecting a long haul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This Sunday the lesson I taught in gospel doctrine was on Ruth and Naomi and with everything that was going on with my own mother-in-law I did not get throught he lesson without a few tears. I have mixed emotions about all this. It's hard to have her out of our house because she seems so helpless and to put her into someone else hands to care for is difficult but at the same time it's a relief not to have that responsibility. It has not been easy taking care of her and there were times when I was so frustrated that I yelled at her even though I knew she couldn't help what she did to frustrate me. I don't know whether she'll be returning even if she does get the strength in her legs back Don feels it would be best for everyone if she stays in the nursing home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-8765364204985350641?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/8765364204985350641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=8765364204985350641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/8765364204985350641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/8765364204985350641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-has-been-difficult-week-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-6784763374693902727</id><published>2010-03-30T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T10:49:48.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief Society Women's Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On Saturday March 20 the Milwaukee South Stake had a Women's Conference. I was asked to speak at the conference and teach two 45 minute classes. They offered three classes and the sisters in our stake were able to choose 2 classes out of three. My talk was on the book I Hate It When Exercise Is the Answer by Emily Watts. The book gave 31 ideas for how to exercise your soul. Emily Watts is a very witty writer and I totally enjoyed reading her book, trying to build a talk around it was a little more difficult. I decided to do a power point showing pictures of a few of the stories that explained how the author came up with the spiritual exercise. I narrowed the exercises down to share only 9 and if I didn't have enough time I could end where ever I was in the presentation. After I finished the power point I felt inspired to make this a hands on lesson. so I went shopping for some cute cards and paper so we could do the exercises as we went through the presentation. I purchased some 6x8 white envelopes and printed the title of the book on the front of them. Inside I put a pen 2 cards and envelopes, some pretty post-its tow write on and two homemade magnet that said Compassion, and Creativity. I made 150 envelopes and there was about 10 left over. So I guess I had about 140 sisters come to my presentation and several told me I did a good job. It was a lot of fun for me and I learned so much I hope that the sisters left feeling uplifted and ready to try something to enlarge their soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-6784763374693902727?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/6784763374693902727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=6784763374693902727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/6784763374693902727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/6784763374693902727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2010/03/relief-society-womens-conference.html' title='Relief Society Women&apos;s Conference'/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-2069192238086804679</id><published>2010-02-19T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T21:31:20.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Julaine decided to finish her college education, so she headed back to school early in February. To my great joy I get to have Addison with me 24/5. We are enjoying every moment with her.&lt;br /&gt;She loves any kind of food but especially snack time. Here she dragged out the pretzel container and helped herself. She likes these big pretzel's even better than the little fish ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/S36-Qpj7uII/AAAAAAAAAFk/PA8Ea57lfHc/s1600-h/1st+birthday+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439994593153890434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/S36-Qpj7uII/AAAAAAAAAFk/PA8Ea57lfHc/s400/1st+birthday+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/S36-PZMhp_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/EPGVjV9VWHQ/s1600-h/1st+birthday+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439994571580876786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/S36-PZMhp_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/EPGVjV9VWHQ/s400/1st+birthday+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Addison has a hard time sleeping in her pack-n-play so I've been laying down with her trying to get her to sleep. When I sing to her and she goes right to sleep. Here she is in John's bed before I move her to her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/S3693jh5QJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QUPtmX3cUSs/s1600-h/1st+birthday+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439994162037997714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/S3693jh5QJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QUPtmX3cUSs/s400/1st+birthday+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves any kind of music but she really likes playing the piano now that she is tall enough to reach the keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/S3692jWexFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CYQJV_RSPmE/s1600-h/1st+birthday+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439994144810255442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/S3692jWexFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CYQJV_RSPmE/s400/1st+birthday+025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday she finds some contraption that she seems to cling to most of the day. Here she is with the extendable duster. She wouldn't put it down all day. She tried to play with her toys while she clung to the duster. What was the fascination? I have no clue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/S3691k_werI/AAAAAAAAAFE/g4Lc77aY9Lc/s1600-h/1st+birthday+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439994128071948978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/S3691k_werI/AAAAAAAAAFE/g4Lc77aY9Lc/s400/1st+birthday+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa just loves Addison. She has stollen his heart totally. Here he is giving her a snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/S36902XprAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yHV5jRlB8po/s1600-h/1st+birthday+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439994115555699714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/S36902XprAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/yHV5jRlB8po/s400/1st+birthday+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite times with Addison is giving her a bath. I love watching her splash and play and get a drink of water from the wash cloth. She loves the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/S3690A3Kr0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/CaTGq7pwZsU/s1600-h/1st+birthday+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439994101192372034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/S3690A3Kr0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/CaTGq7pwZsU/s400/1st+birthday+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-2069192238086804679?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/2069192238086804679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=2069192238086804679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/2069192238086804679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/2069192238086804679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2010/02/julaine-decided-to-finish-her-college.html' title=''/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/S36-Qpj7uII/AAAAAAAAAFk/PA8Ea57lfHc/s72-c/1st+birthday+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-8474625076138495449</id><published>2009-12-29T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:39:47.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time</title><content type='html'>This past week the whole Warren family was in town to celebrate the holidays. Here are a few fun moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrKc0780YI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3LpR1nqM9IQ/s1600-h/IMG_3811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420867698089054594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrKc0780YI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3LpR1nqM9IQ/s400/IMG_3811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another four generations, with both grandma's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrKcsVIm_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/VIZA6dd5ZAw/s1600-h/IMG_3807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420867695778765810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrKcsVIm_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/VIZA6dd5ZAw/s400/IMG_3807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrKcLMot5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/kG-BeNWvq2Q/s1600-h/IMG_3768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420867686884751250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrKcLMot5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/kG-BeNWvq2Q/s400/IMG_3768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrKb5_O0AI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qeu9Aw8TdEc/s1600-h/IMG_3701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420867682265124866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrKb5_O0AI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qeu9Aw8TdEc/s400/IMG_3701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Sunday we celebrated John's 19th birthday at Julaine's house. This is Julaine and Jason enjoying the fabulous Eau Claire cake I made. Delicious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrKbmyexXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uIaAOqh1m2c/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420867677111371122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrKbmyexXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uIaAOqh1m2c/s400/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kim with her favorite niece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrIq-BlSiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jHpSF9efkbY/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420865742023510562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrIq-BlSiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jHpSF9efkbY/s400/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrIqkc3lDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/eAbQHjjR-wY/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420865735158633522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrIqkc3lDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/eAbQHjjR-wY/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrIqsbymGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/66tk7GLINMI/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420865737301596258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrIqsbymGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/66tk7GLINMI/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrIqBUT24I/AAAAAAAAADs/7UNjQ9kIUUw/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420865725727497090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrIqBUT24I/AAAAAAAAADs/7UNjQ9kIUUw/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrIp5pS4iI/AAAAAAAAADk/URt0Tuln_jA/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420865723668029986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrIp5pS4iI/AAAAAAAAADk/URt0Tuln_jA/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-8474625076138495449?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/8474625076138495449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=8474625076138495449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/8474625076138495449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/8474625076138495449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-time.html' title='Christmas Time'/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SzrKc0780YI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3LpR1nqM9IQ/s72-c/IMG_3811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-7791027982189788900</id><published>2009-11-23T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T06:45:17.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Granddaughter Addison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/Swqf0_5hBII/AAAAAAAAADc/ANJx4KGzEz8/s1600/mid+november+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407310035466388610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/Swqf0_5hBII/AAAAAAAAADc/ANJx4KGzEz8/s400/mid+november+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One of the great joys in my life is my granddaughter Addison. I'm blessed so that I have the opportunity to see her pretty much on a weekly basis. I usually get to babysit for her when Julaine has a lia-sophia party. This month I've had her once a week to my joy and pleasure. I usually get her around 5pm and I watch her play witha few toys I have out for her. She is always very interested in these. I feed her and then I get to bath her. She loves her baths in my kitchen sink. It reminds me of the times my own children played in that sink and bathed while I got things done in the kitchen. After her bath she usually plays a little more till she gets tired. Then I feed her a bottle and sing her to sleep. Here she is peacefully sleeping in my arms. Oh what a joy this is!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-7791027982189788900?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/7791027982189788900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=7791027982189788900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/7791027982189788900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/7791027982189788900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2009/11/granddaughter-addison.html' title='Granddaughter Addison'/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/Swqf0_5hBII/AAAAAAAAADc/ANJx4KGzEz8/s72-c/mid+november+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-2841451389120176365</id><published>2009-07-12T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T10:04:18.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jennifer's Wedding</title><content type='html'>Jennifer was married on July 3rd, 2009. If was a beautiful day and things could not have gone more perfectly. They were married at Eric's parents house in Huron, OH on Lake Erie. The scenery was amazing, so here are a few pictures of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpDwayYJBI/AAAAAAAAACk/0YND5rWuN0U/s1600-h/Picture+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357669205814027282" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpDwayYJBI/AAAAAAAAACk/0YND5rWuN0U/s320/Picture+168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jennifer and John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpDwEEyyLI/AAAAAAAAACc/aJkHJ87p5IQ/s1600-h/DSC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357669199717255346" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpDwEEyyLI/AAAAAAAAACc/aJkHJ87p5IQ/s320/DSC_0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jennifer &amp;amp; Eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpDv9XceEI/AAAAAAAAACU/gVKGmCIcXTE/s1600-h/DSC_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357669197916436546" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpDv9XceEI/AAAAAAAAACU/gVKGmCIcXTE/s320/DSC_0538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunset view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpDvm9wcfI/AAAAAAAAACM/Xi0cGII9Fdc/s1600-h/DSC_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357669191903113714" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpDvm9wcfI/AAAAAAAAACM/Xi0cGII9Fdc/s320/DSC_0192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cake. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpDvKCeLuI/AAAAAAAAACE/8SDceKtXj5g/s1600-h/DSC_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357669184138260194" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpDvKCeLuI/AAAAAAAAACE/8SDceKtXj5g/s320/DSC_0149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpCp2Dt3kI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YBixPUk3BKo/s1600-h/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357667993363799618" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpCp2Dt3kI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YBixPUk3BKo/s320/DSC_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Warren girls, who are now Kim Rosensprung, Jennifer Miglietti and Julaine Prescher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpCpodC51I/AAAAAAAAAB0/0hk8S-7VqHk/s1600-h/DSC01160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357667989711939410" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpCpodC51I/AAAAAAAAAB0/0hk8S-7VqHk/s320/DSC01160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpCpRXoswI/AAAAAAAAABs/eHqLMS-AYQ8/s1600-h/DSC01147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357667983515235074" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpCpRXoswI/AAAAAAAAABs/eHqLMS-AYQ8/s320/DSC01147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpCo-yGkAI/AAAAAAAAABk/A0OjEH5aUfE/s1600-h/DSC01136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357667978525970434" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpCo-yGkAI/AAAAAAAAABk/A0OjEH5aUfE/s320/DSC01136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpCogXSZNI/AAAAAAAAABc/gHU1imggHR8/s1600-h/CIMG4523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357667970360435922" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpCogXSZNI/AAAAAAAAABc/gHU1imggHR8/s320/CIMG4523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking down the aisle. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-2841451389120176365?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/2841451389120176365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=2841451389120176365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/2841451389120176365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/2841451389120176365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2009/07/jennifers-wedding.html' title='Jennifer&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SlpDwayYJBI/AAAAAAAAACk/0YND5rWuN0U/s72-c/Picture+168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-6746700756986077476</id><published>2009-04-08T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:41:52.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>family reunion</title><content type='html'>A very sad event happened in my life. My dad pasted away on march 27th but was silverlines with the gathering at the funeral with many family and friends. Here are some of the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/Sd0Yz0YyCbI/AAAAAAAAABU/x9VYNyIAVbk/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322437613136775602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/Sd0Yz0YyCbI/AAAAAAAAABU/x9VYNyIAVbk/s320/DSC00374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Jane, Randy, Pam and mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/Sd0YV_YlHdI/AAAAAAAAABM/hbinjUhhsLY/s1600-h/DSC00377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322437100692643282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/Sd0YV_YlHdI/AAAAAAAAABM/hbinjUhhsLY/s320/DSC00377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got a great picture together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/Sd0YVgKYoPI/AAAAAAAAABE/nCfpIPCdHG4/s1600-h/DSC00375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322437092311605490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/Sd0YVgKYoPI/AAAAAAAAABE/nCfpIPCdHG4/s320/DSC00375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/Sd0YVUBeIDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YUeMgePkt8w/s1600-h/DSC00378.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our husbands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/Sd0YU0YdnbI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pASSV_BlNgM/s1600-h/DSC00358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322437080559492530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/Sd0YU0YdnbI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pASSV_BlNgM/s320/DSC00358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, my precious granddaughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-6746700756986077476?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/6746700756986077476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=6746700756986077476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/6746700756986077476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/6746700756986077476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2009/04/family-reunion.html' title='family reunion'/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/Sd0Yz0YyCbI/AAAAAAAAABU/x9VYNyIAVbk/s72-c/DSC00374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-1622179344372505492</id><published>2009-02-19T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:59:15.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet my new grandaughter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SZ3xTxQ9vTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/m-2M21HJ83M/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304661258056613170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SZ3xTxQ9vTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/m-2M21HJ83M/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SZ3xTugtUaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/g_L-wxiBw-s/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304661257317339554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SZ3xTugtUaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/g_L-wxiBw-s/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my beautiful new granddaughter, Addison. She was born on 2/6/08 at 10:29 p.m. She weighed 7 pounds, 1 ounce and measured 20 inches long. I am having so much fun being a grandma and next week I will be staying at Julaine's helping her adjust to her new house and new baby. I'm so excited! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SZ3xTZjHf0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/QwhImRNnpwk/s1600-h/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304661251690299202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SZ3xTZjHf0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/QwhImRNnpwk/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SZ3xTNPa7-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dYpf60rgs2A/s1600-h/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304661248386461666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SZ3xTNPa7-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dYpf60rgs2A/s320/DSC_0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SZ3xS6trFkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9WE2vbmXcI/s1600-h/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304661243413075522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SZ3xS6trFkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9WE2vbmXcI/s320/DSC_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-1622179344372505492?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/1622179344372505492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=1622179344372505492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/1622179344372505492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/1622179344372505492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2009/02/meet-my-new-grandaughter.html' title='Meet my new grandaughter...'/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAxaqrAUXUc/SZ3xTxQ9vTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/m-2M21HJ83M/s72-c/DSC_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-4652607795511384495</id><published>2008-12-29T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T05:54:43.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busiest week of the year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This has been such a busy week. Christmas Eve was spent at my sister Pam's home. The food was absolutely delicious. She served a variety of appetizers and the one I liked the most was the one I thought I would hate. It was greenbeans and red peppers wrapped in bread with some sort of sauce. MMM GOOD!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas day we were all gathered together for our traditional Christmas breakfast. We had fruit salad, chicken fried steaks, scrammbled eggs and everybodies favorite cinnamon pecan rolls. After the breakfast we read the Christmas story and we sang different Christmas carols as we read. After we opened Christmas gifts. The rest of the day was quiet and we had our dinner about 5 pm. Then there was the walk around the village and after we watched "The Polar Express" with our friends the Flemings. All in all it was so good to have my children all together at different times throughout the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we had a baby shower for Julaine. Jennifer had sent the invitations, Kim planned the games and we all worked together on the food. We served chicken salad sandwiches, mini-smokies in a crescent roll and bacon wrapped waterchestnuts, a hugh veggie tray, and a variety of guick breads. We served Red Velvet cake for dessert. It was delicious. Julaine received so many cute outfits and toys for her little baby. She was really excited. Everyone was so generous and Julaine seemed to have a really nice time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finish off the week we all were gathered to celebrate John's 18th birthday. It seems to me it was only a few weeks ago that I gave birth to him and now he's a grown up how did it all happen so fast? I'm sure glad he came into our family he has been a real joy, so were each of my girls but I'm glad I got to experience having a boy too. Anyway his girlfriend, Brittany had a surprise party for him Saturday evening and he had a really great time. Sunday is a hard time to celebrate a birthday because there isn't the same opportunites since we won't go anywhere on the Sabbath day. but we made the most of it and had one of his favorite meals (pigs in the blanket, ceasar salad and rolls) for his cake he wanted a chocolate cheese cake and for never having made one it turned out scrumpteous. After dinner and cake we played many rounds of scategories. We all had a good time playing that. I hope he thoght it was a great day for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer is now back in Ohio and Julaine and Jason back home in Sharon at least Kim will be here till January 4th when she an Tony fly back to Seattle. It's nice that they didn't all leave at once that would be a little to quick for me. The withdrawal symptom isn't as bad this way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-4652607795511384495?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/4652607795511384495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=4652607795511384495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/4652607795511384495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/4652607795511384495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2008/12/busiest-week-of-year.html' title='Busiest week of the year'/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-1111852755077207785</id><published>2008-12-22T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T04:52:57.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Seminary is over for the next two weeks and here I am up at 4 am doing e-mail and now making this entry on my blog. These last two weeks in seminary have been great we studying the book of John and finishing it up with the last week of the Savior's life. This Christmas season has been a little tearier than usual because in Seminary we have done the Christmas lesson twice and the last week of his life four times. It is fresh and clear in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We had a seminary auction Saturday evening. It was suppose to be on Friday but we had a terrible snow strom and had to cancel class. Anyway about a week ago I sent an email out to the sisters in our ward for donations and as of the 14th I only had two donations. So I sent out another email with a desperate plea. I was wonderfully surprised when on the 17th I recieved many donations for the auction. I couldn't believe how generous the sisters who donated were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We got together Saturday evening and I served dinner. We had Lasagna and homemade French bread, and a salad. After the dinner we started the auction. The students seemed to have a good time and everyone went home with a few items. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I had made a picture booklet of the true Christmas story with pictues, scriptures, and Christmas songs. I gave each of them one as a Christmas gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The auction lasted about two hours and everyone stayed and helped clean up. It was a success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sunday we had our Christmas program at church. I'm in the choir and we have a new choir director and we did some really pretty songs. It was a wonderful service and we were blessed to have my daughter Kimberly with us. She came home for Christmas from Washington. She was really lucky to be with us because she had a lay over in St. Louis for 12 hours but their was a delayed flight going out of there so she asked to get on that flight and got a lot of No's but when they were bording they let her get on too. Instead of coming in around 9:30am on Sunday she got here about 11pm. That was such a nice surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Christmas is just three days away and I still have to wrap the Christmas presents and prepare the food for the day. Jennifer is coming in from Ohio tomorrow and I'm really looking forward to her visit too. We'll have all the family gathered for this next week. The house will be full of excitement and it's wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-1111852755077207785?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/1111852755077207785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=1111852755077207785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/1111852755077207785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/1111852755077207785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2008/12/wonderful-time.html' title='Wonderful time'/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-7049054686972503832</id><published>2008-12-02T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:59:35.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's officially winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had a quiet but wonderfull Thanksgiving. John went up to Shawno to have Thanksgiving with his Uncle Jim and do some deer hunting. He left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wednesday evening just after work. Julaine and Jason went out to Washington to spend the week with Kimberly and Tony. And Jennifer was spending the day with Eric and his parents. So it was just my mom and Don's mom. I served appetizers about 1pm and my mom and I watched a Christmas movie "The Bishop's Wife" (still my all time favorite Christmas movie). We had dinner about 4pm. It was your traditonal meal - turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, yams, asparagus, cranberries and pumpkin pie for dessert. It was delicious but the left overs will be great. Don did all the clean up and that was such a treat. When that was done we played phase 10. Like I said it was a quiet day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Friday was my annual day for putting up the decorations. I did fairly good too. I only have the tree, the nativity, and the Bethlehem village to put up. I worked all day and finished up about 6pm. When Don got home from work we watche the movie the "Family Man". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Saturday I baked a few Christmas cookies. I now have 9 completed, 2 doughs waitning to be shaped and baked, one cookie that needs a chocolate topping. We'll see if I get them done. Julaine and Jasn got back to Milwaukee about 5 pm. they stayed for dinner and then they headed for home too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sunday it was back to preparing for Seminary. I really feel so inadaquate in this calling. I never feel totally prepared and I wish it was a little easier and that I wasn't so tired all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;December first came in with a bang. I cancelled seminary, not because there was that much snow (5 inches) but because of the 1/2 inch of ice beneath the snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was cold and windy too. It's enough to make one shiver. I was glad I could just stay in and enjoy the warmth of my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-7049054686972503832?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/7049054686972503832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=7049054686972503832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/7049054686972503832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/7049054686972503832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-officially-winter.html' title='It&apos;s officially winter'/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-4500276305912817949</id><published>2008-11-16T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T05:08:40.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week of memories</title><content type='html'>Last week is all but a memory now and the warm 70 temperatures of that week are a thing of the past and not likely to be seen again till late spring next year. The temperatures this week were in the    30's and 40's. Burr it was cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a pretty nice week. My friend Kathy came over and we made some Christmas picture books together. I plan on giving these to the kids in my seminary class. They are pictures of the true Christmas story with scriptures and hymns that go along with them. You see a picture on one page and a scritprue on the other and an occassional a song to sing as you go through the book. I have to say they turned out really nice. I sure hope my class really likes them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday Julaine came over and we were suppose to work in the basement. I still have the utility room to do but I was so tired I really didn't want to use any energy I had to work down stairs. She mentioned that she wanted to make some Christmas stockings for her and Jason and one for the coming baby. So we went out looking for material. We ended up trying three fabric stores because they didn't have much of a selection of doubled sided quilted fabric. We ended up at the first store we went to and she picked a Christmas plaid. It's the nices of all that we saw. I made a pattern from one of my stockings and she was going to cut out the fabric and then on her next visit we are going to sew them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also saw the Christmas books I made for my seminary class and asked me if she could have one so I copied off the pictures and scriptures pages for her and she took that home to put together. I was so excited that she asked for one because as a child growing up I had a large three rign binder like this and when my girls were small they would snuggle up close and we would go over it a couple of times during the Christmas season. It is such a good family tradition and now she is going to start that up with Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In seminary this week for one of the days I made a survivor game and we played that as a review of some of the events of Christ's last week of life. I had challenge cards which had questions and scripture chase cards and I had immunity cards that they had to get five different cards to get an immunity these card were pictures of the prophet, the Book of Mormon, prayer, Holy Ghost and the commandments. They had to get one of each card to get an immunity a few other cards in this group to make it exciting were cards that said things like “You have just earned Immunity; Go to Tribal Council”; trade 1,2 or 3 cards with opponent; “You’re a Robber, steal a card from any player”; give   1,2 or 3 cards to any player; take 1,2 or 3 cards from any player; “You read your scriptures, draw immunity cards until you get a card you need”   The point is we had a fun time and I think they learned alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very dear friend's husband died this week and I really feel for her. She and her husband were married over 60 years ago and they had been sweethearts since they were in the second grade. He was diagnosed with Lung cancer in early June and they gave him 6 months to live. He died peacefully in his home on Tuesday. This is a really difficult time for her. I was fortunate to have the opportunity to go and to set up the picture displays and the flowers in the Foyer, Relief Society and Chapel in our church building. It made me feel like I could do one last kindness for this wonderful man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-4500276305912817949?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/4500276305912817949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=4500276305912817949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/4500276305912817949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/4500276305912817949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-of-memories.html' title='A week of memories'/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-8524114880151285176</id><published>2008-11-07T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T07:06:02.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This has been some week. The Election has come and gone. John and I had some discussion about it since my candidate didn't win he thought I'd be all upset but I let him know that as soon as I found out Obama won I prayed for him as my country's leader. He was impressed by this but I explained that he now needs all the help he can get and I can hope that he will do a good job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Julaine came in on Tuesday this week as we continue organizing and cleaning in my basement. Mostly she is great moral support and she's good at telling me to "throw it out". I need that because with all the different church callings I've had I've saved alot of stuff. I doubt that I will ever be called to some of these callings again like chorister so I can get rid of all the posters and props I made when I did that calling. We have gotten rid of lots of stuff. It feels good though and I'm so grateful that she is willing to do this with me. Isn't she a sweetheart!!!! John didn't like it when me moved his garbage to a certain corner in the basement and I told him he could only have that space and couldn't take up any more space in my basement. He blames my attitude on Julaine but in reality I have told him this before it's just that he knows I mean business and he doen't like it. He's so used to getting his way and sweet talking me into whatever he wants. But I'm standing firm on this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Seminary went fine this week except that on Tuesday I noticed that I had misread what lessons we were to cover this week. I thought I was only suppose to do Luke 10-14 but I was suppose to cover 10-16. I really had to scramble to pool my lesson plan and all the ideas together to accomplish this goal. I don't want to get to far behind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For Wednesday, I had made a race track game board with spaces to move toward the finish line that I hung on the blackboard with magnets. I used two magnetic race cars one for each team. Then I asked questions and held up a vanity plate (a Wisconsin lisence plate with letters to make up the answer of the question, for example HPAWKRC = hypocrisy) I had 16 questions for chapters Luke 12 and 13. After each question an answer we would have some discussion about the verses the questions included. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Thursday I had to take my mother-in-law to the doctor. Her ears were full of wax and I really had to yell for her to hear anything. We wanted to get in the week before but the doctor was on vacation. Anyway I'd love for anyone to answer this question. Whenever we arrive at the doctors there is usually only one or two people in the waiting room, and they are there to see other doctors. I know this because each doctor has his/her own nurse and they call the patients in. We wait in the waiting room anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour. I see no one come in or out and finally they call our name. The doctors rooms are all empty and then we wait again another 15 minutes to 45 till the doctor comes. So here's the question "Why is that"? Anyway I can always count on 2-3 hours for a simple check up appointment. It's so frustrating to me but I went prepared and worked on my lesson plan for Friday while I waited. I got my lesson basically organized and what I was going to do. That worked out great for me. They cleaned her ears and she can hear much better again. YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I took her to day care after the appointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-8524114880151285176?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/8524114880151285176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=8524114880151285176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/8524114880151285176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/8524114880151285176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2008/11/busy-week.html' title='Busy Week'/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-5228351796842281728</id><published>2008-11-04T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T06:09:58.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today was a great day in seminary. As the teens came into class this morning I had an obstacle sitting in the doorway. John came in first and walked around it but when Abbie came through the door he moved it so others could get by. I replaced it and the other students just walked around it. This was part of an object lesson. We discussed Luke 10 today. The first few verses are about the Lord calling the 70 and sending them out to preach the gospel. We talked about how this is a sign of the true church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then I told them a couple of stories. One was about a guy who had a motorcycle accident on the freeway and over 900 cars passed him by before someone stopped to help him. the other was a story about a Blue Max truck that seemed to show up when people were in trouble and when they would try to pay him he just told them to do a kindness for someone else. Long after the Blue Max retired there were others out doing his work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I mentioned that there was an obstacle as they walked into the seminary classroom this morning and how most of them just walked around it as if it wasn't there. I read them the story of the Kings Highway and we related the obstacle to that story. I lifted the obstacle and there was a treasure box of treats which I gave to John because he was the only one who moved the box so others could get in the door easier. He shared it with everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then I explained that these stories were different but similar to a story we were going to discuss today. the Good Samaritan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We Read through the story and as we did I asked them to see if they could understand the hidden meanings and fill in the handout. Then  we discussed the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The traveler&lt;/strong&gt; = each one of us.&lt;br /&gt;Was going from &lt;strong&gt;Jerusalem&lt;/strong&gt; (a very high city at 2600 feet above sea level) to Jericho (very low elevation at 1800 feet below sea level).  So in a space of 15 miles, you drop down over 3400 feet.  Jerusalem = the presence of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jericho&lt;/strong&gt; = earth.  So our coming to earth was a pretty steep drop from the presence of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fell&lt;/strong&gt; = our fallen condition when we come to earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;among thieves&lt;/strong&gt; = Satan’s angels who wish to do us wrong spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;and they departed = Satan never sticks around when you need him; he leaves you half dead spiritually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is wounded&lt;/strong&gt; = by sin and temptation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and is left alone&lt;/strong&gt; = aren’t we left alone in this world?  We could die spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Priest&lt;/strong&gt; = An Anorak priest, a priest after the order of Aaron.  Can the Priesthood of Aaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; alone save us?  (No)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Levite&lt;/strong&gt; = Levites administered the Law of Moses.  Can the Law of Moses alone save us?  (No, although the Jews at that time believed that the Aaronic Priesthood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and the Law of Moses could save them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Samaritan&lt;/strong&gt; = Jesus Christ.  Samaritans were despised because they were half-breed…they were half holy and half Gentile.  And the reason the Israelites despised them is because they claimed to be of the blood of Israel.  Jesus Christ is a half-breed—half holy because God is his father, and half mortal because Mary is his Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bind wounds&lt;/strong&gt; = Jesus heals us spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pours oil on him&lt;/strong&gt; = blood of Christ at the Atonement.  Gethsemane means “oil press.”  When you press olives in olive presses, the oil comes out red.  We use oil to anoint people to heal them—His blood heals us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sets him on his beast&lt;/strong&gt; = the man was so weak that he could not climb upon the beast on his own—he needed help.  Jesus does for us what we can’t do for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pays what he owes&lt;/strong&gt; = Jesus makes a payment for us.  After we do all we can, he makes up the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pays again if needed&lt;/strong&gt; = the atonement isn’t limited to one payment.  It is an infinite and eternal Atonement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we talked a bit about Mary and Martha. We read those verses in Luke 10  and I explained that Sheri Dew gave a talk about Mary and Martha and that Dallin Oaks gave a talk about Good, Better, Best and explained how these related to the scripture story of Mary and Martha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I concluded by showing them an apple pie I had baked.&lt;br /&gt;I asked Todd if he would like a piece of this pie?  He was more than eager. So I grabbed a piece of pie with my hand and plop it into a napkin and handed it to Todd. Unsurprisingly he didn't want it any more? Then I said "Abbie I think you would really like a piece of pie" and she said "sure".  So I cut the pie and served it on a glass plate. Then I asked,  "Who would now like a piece of pie? After serving pie to everyone I asked, "What makes the difference?  Does it matter how we serve?"  All three of the stories we’ve discussed today have to do with service.  And with all of them, it did make a big difference on how they served.&lt;br /&gt;Then I read the following poem. Which I had made into a handout with a picture of the good Samaritan in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect to pass through this world but once.&lt;br /&gt;Any good thing, therefore, that I can do&lt;br /&gt;Or any kindness I can show&lt;br /&gt;to any fellow human being,&lt;br /&gt;Let me do it now.&lt;br /&gt;Let me not defer nor neglect it;&lt;br /&gt;For I shall not pass this way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Grellet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-5228351796842281728?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/5228351796842281728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=5228351796842281728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/5228351796842281728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/5228351796842281728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-was-great-day-in-seminary.html' title=''/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-3580116914228029565</id><published>2008-10-31T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T07:07:19.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Happy Halloween&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only had three days of seminary this week because the teens were off for teacher's convention. I did a couple of games during the lessons this week. One game I used this week was Uno. I divided the class into two teams. When it was their teams turn to go they picked an Uno card from their pile whatever number card they picked they got that many points if they answered the questions right, if they got a draw 2, reverse or skip they got 5 points and if they picked a wild card they got 10 points. My son John sure knows how to get the class excited about these games. He's so competitive and he really makes it fun for the rest of the class. He was bummed out though because the other team kept picking high numbered cards while his team kept getting 2's and 3's. His team lost due to low scores. We also did a Go fish game this week because we were talking about Peter, James and John being fishermen and how Christ asked them to go back out fishing after an evening of catching no fish. I loved Peter's response. He told the lord they hadn't caught anything all night but if he said to go out and cast their nets they would. It must have boisted the lords spirit to have Peter be so willing to do as he asked especially after he was cast out of Nazareth by thouse he grew up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the game I didn't have teams I just let them go around the class and fish. I made about 20 fish and put numbers on one side and that was the numbered question they would get, I put a picture of a tire, tin can, boot, and an anchor on a few of the fish and if they got that they had to skip a turn. I worried about whether this would go over because it seemed so juvenile but they really got into it especially when John realized how powerful the magnet was on the fishing pole. Once again he made it more competivie by trying to pick up all the fish with one try and then of course the other guys felt they had to meet the challenge too. I told them the fish the magnet was actually on would be the one for the question. It was a much bigger success then I ever dreamed it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julaine and Jason came in on Monday (he gets two days in a row off from Friday through Monday routated during the month) They came in about 9 am. and left me their laundry for me to do while they played. Julaine took Jason on our annual fall tradition which was more then just seeing pretty leaves. They went to Whitefish Bay to see their annual pumpkin festival. They carve hundreds of pumpkins and have them displayed in this cute little park. They are all so creatively done it's amazing. Then they went up to Harrington beach, a state park on the lake that also has a quarry and a pretty hiking trail around it. When they got back they decided to stay for dinner. It was our evening for the Warren halloween party which we have the last Monday in October. We had our annual spookey dinner. This year I served Ghoulish sauce, Mummy veins, Frankendough, Hobgoblin Greens, pumkin patch, Bewitching brew, Pumpkin ooze (it was Beef stroganoff over noodles, cresent rolls, salad with avocados, pumpkin shaped jello, orange julius's to drink and this pumkin icecream dessert that I made) When we sit down we have a toast with our orange julius and we each take turns guessing what each item on the menu is. We all had fun watching Jason trying to figure out the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such a joy to me to see Julaine sharing our family traditions with Jason and starting them in her family. After dinner we had a our halloween game night with a bean bag toss, ring toss, pin the nose on the witch, clothes pin drop, a penny pitch, and a pumpkin hunt is always the last game we play. We all had such a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jason went home to work on tuesday Julaine stayed because Jason is going to school for his masters and she doesn't see him much with his second shift job and there is really nothing for her to do in her small town. She's finished scrapbooking her wedding pages so now she is pretty bored. Anyway she is going to come in once a week to help me clean my basement and get it reorganized. We made alot of headway on Wednesday. It felt so good to get something done. Thursday I took down the Halloween decorations (even Halloween is today because we already had the trick or treaters and our family party) After I tooke the down Julaine ordered out for Pizza and breadsticks and we had a nice lunch. My mom came over for our weekly day together a little latter this week because her cousin Joan fell down and she went over to help her out for a few hours. We watched a movie together (Head OVer Heals) cute love story. Then we chit chatted and had dinner. Don had a temple assignment last night so I decide to put up the Thanksgiving decorations when my mom left about 6 pm. It was a full day. And I was glad to get so much done. Days off are a good thing!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-3580116914228029565?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/3580116914228029565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=3580116914228029565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/3580116914228029565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/3580116914228029565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-31-2008-happy-halloween-we-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-2469247741658897293</id><published>2008-10-28T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T07:27:08.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a drive in the country</title><content type='html'>Like I mentioned in my last blog I love Fall and the changing of the leaves and every year Donald and I take drive to look at the leaves.  This year for our drive we went down to see Julaine and Jason in there apartment.  We haven't been to see it since they got married and thought we better do it now.  The drive was beautiful of course.  Once we got to Julaine's she had a nice lunch prepared.  It was a cooler day so we all enjoyed chili together with cheese cake for dessert--YUM YUM!  It was a short trip because jason had to leave for work after lunch and Donald also had a camp out trip with the boy scotts that he still needed to get ready for.  Julaine always said she lives in the "boonies" but I guess we didn't really believe her until we drove the route ourselves!  Julaine's not much of a country girl, or so we thought, so when I saw her apartment I understood how she gets bored easily.  Looking out her window all I could see was beautiful countryside...Julaine's abyss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seminary...ah we just won't talk about it this week.  I still love it but I'm just tired, tired, tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-2469247741658897293?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/2469247741658897293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=2469247741658897293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/2469247741658897293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/2469247741658897293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2008/10/drive-in-country.html' title='a drive in the country'/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078020213337924829.post-239143936875741184</id><published>2008-10-13T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:30:01.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intro to the current life of Georgia</title><content type='html'>I am so lucky to have a great daughter who was willing to help me set up this blog. Now I can blog all about my excitment in becoming a Grandma and the adventures that come with it! So where do I begin...&lt;br /&gt;Besides hearing about the little baby on the way I will be writing alot about seminary. This is my first time teaching seminary and the last month and a half have been very rewarding. Depite the long hours of study in preparation for each days class, and the lack of sleep I get most nights, my class is wonderful and I am very grateful to have such bright students who are so eager to learn about the scriptures even though it's early for them too! As much as seminary is for the students it has given me a new way to study and learn from the scriptures and I feel very blessed to be able to studying and teach from them. This year we are studying the New Testament, and our class theme is "Journey to the light". So to help with this theme I created a poster board with a light house and each students name on a boat leading to the light house, just like the light house guides a boat to safety, Christ guides each of our lives. And if we look to the light we can manage through the storms.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I can't forget...now is the season of holidays!! I have all my halloween decorations up and am enjoying every minute of it. I love the colors of the season: red, orange, rust and brown. My decorations give me a feeling a comfort, despite Julaine's view of them as being cluttery. This is my favorite time of the year, I just love it, the cool temps, the changing of the leaves, the smells, pumpkins, cinnamon, wood burning. It's just a special time of year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9078020213337924829-239143936875741184?l=georgiajill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/feeds/239143936875741184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9078020213337924829&amp;postID=239143936875741184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/239143936875741184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9078020213337924829/posts/default/239143936875741184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgiajill.blogspot.com/2008/10/intro-to-current-life-of-georgia.html' title='Intro to the current life of Georgia'/><author><name>Georgia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12399845217763285010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
