<?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-23428961</id><updated>2011-11-02T14:41:13.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sands of Time</title><subtitle type='html'>The Wonderful Mixed-Up World of Mikers &amp; Carmyy Sanderson</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23428961.post-116339779841466847</id><published>2006-11-11T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T22:46:24.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitteryourway.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Generate Your Own Glitter Graphics @ GlitterYourWay.com - Image hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img140.imageshack.us/img140/8421/glitteryourway6dc4de9euh3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitteryourway.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Generate Your Own Glitter Graphics @ GlitterYourWay.com - Image hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img228.imageshack.us/img228/9787/glitteryourway82f1f1acyu3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Myspace Graphics" href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 152px; HEIGHT: 194px" height="194" alt="myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics" src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/86/86830vugaefmgox.gif" width="108" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/otd.98.11.112.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please read the following events of this very important day in history. Pay particular attention to the last event, it's the best one of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today's Canadian Headline...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1918&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEAST WE FORGET&lt;br /&gt;Compiègne France - French Field Marshal Foch and the members of the German Armistice Commission sign a formal surrender to end World War I at 5 am in Marshal Foch's railway car in the Forest of Compiègne, to take effect at 11 am, as Sir Arthur Currie's Canadian troops chase the last Germans out of Mons, Belgium. Over 750,000 Canadians served in the four years of the Great War; 424,589 went overseas; 60,661 were killed. In all, over 10 million people died in the war, including 6 million civilians. In 1931, November 11 was renamed Remembrance Day and declared a legal holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1813&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/otd.98.11.111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/otd.98.11.111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also On This Day...&lt;br /&gt;Morrisburg Ontario - &lt;a href="http://www1.sympatico.ca/news/otd/images/otd.98.11.11.a.lg.gif" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;British Col. Joseph Morrison and Royal Navy Captain William Mulcaster defeat an American invasion force of over 7,000 led by General James Wilkinson at the Battle of Crysler's Farm. Wilkinson's flotilla left Sackett's Harbor in late October and landed on the Canadian side of the Long Sault rapids. With only 800 British regulars of the 49th and 89th Regiments, plus some Canadian militia and Indians, Morrison moves to attack 1,800 Americans of the 25th Infantry Regiment under Brown at Crysler's Farm 30 km west of Cornwall; at the same time, Captain William Mulcaster's gunboats fire shrapnel and grapeshot on General John Park Boyd's flotilla of 4,000 American troops trying to descend the rapids toward Montreal, which helps Morrison land his troops at Crysler's Farm. In the first skirmish, the Americans take 400 casualties to the British 200. For larger version of this map, click &lt;a href="http://www.nelson.com/nelson/school/discovery/images/symbimag/mapscan/cryslers.gif" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Wilkinson could have pressed on against Morrison, but when he gets a message that General Wade Hampton and his army of 4,200 were defeated at Châteauguay Oct. 26, he calls off the invasion, since Hampton was supposed to meet him downstream for the attack on Montreal. Hampton later resigned when Wilkinson blamed him for the failure of the campaign; Wilkinson was then relieved of his command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1937&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in Today's Canadian Birthdays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stephen Lewis 1937&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www1.sympatico.ca/news/otd/images/otd.98.11.11.b.lg.gif" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;politician, journalist, diplomat, was born on this day at Ottawa, the son of CCF politician David Lewis. After teaching in Africa in the early 1960s, Lewis served as an organizer for the NDP, won the Scarborough West seat in the Ontario Legislature in 1963, and was elected leader in 1970. In 1972, he split with the left wing Waffle movement of his party, but three years later led the NDP to official opposition status. He resigned in 1977 after an electoral loss, to work as a broadcaster, lecturer and labour arbitrator, and in 1984 External Affairs Minister Joe Clark appointed him Canada's Ambassador to the United Nations. Here he is with federal NDP leader Ed Broadbent in the late 1970s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also &lt;strong&gt;Matthew Henry Cochrane 1823-1903&lt;/strong&gt; cattle breeder, businessman, was born on this day at Compton, Quebec, in 1823; died at Compton Aug. 12, 1903. Cochrane learned the leather and shoe business in Boston as a young man, then built a factory in Montreal in 1864; built up pedigreed Shorthorn cattle herd in the 1870s; 1881 brought a large herd from Montana to his grazing lease, the Cochrane Ranch, west of Calgary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also &lt;strong&gt;Violet Clara McNaughton 1879-1968&lt;/strong&gt; farmer, journalist, feminist, was born Violet Jackson on this day at Borden, England, in 1879; died at Saskatoon Feb. 03, 1968. McNaughton and her husband joined the Saskatchewan Grain Growers' Association in 1912; 1913 organized women's section, President from 1914 to 1917; 1915 helped found the Saskatchewan Equal Franchise League, which got the vote for women a year later; 1919 president of Interprovincial Council of Farm Women; 1921 helped formulate Progressive Party platform; 1925-50 edited the Mainly for Women page in The Western Producer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also &lt;strong&gt;Alice Girard 1907-nurse&lt;/strong&gt;, first woman dean of the University of Montreal, was born on this day at Montreal in 1907. Girard was the first Canadian to serve as President of the International Council of Nurses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also &lt;strong&gt;Kathleen Shannon 1935&lt;/strong&gt;-film director, producer, was born on this day at Vancouver in 1935. Shannon joined the National Film Board in 1956, and helped produce over 115 films; 1970 she participated in Challenge for Change production program; 1971 directed 'I Don't Think It's Meant for Us'; 1974-75 directed 'Working Mothers', a series of 11 films about women's work; 1974 executive producer of Studio D, the NFB production unit set up to examine the role of women in society; 1983 produced documentary Dream of a Free Country: A Message from Nicaraguan Women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also &lt;strong&gt;Gilbert Perreault 1951&lt;/strong&gt;-NHL centre, was born on this day in 1951. Perreault was first draft choice of the Buffalo Sabres, and was selected first overall in the 1970 NHL draft; 1971 won the Calder trophy as the NHL's rookie-of-the-year; 1973 won the Lady Byng Trophy; 1975 led the Sabres to the Stanley Cup finals, but defeated in six games by the Flyers; 1976 and 1977 member of the NHL Second All-Star team; centre of 'French Connection' line with Rick Martin and René Robert; has career total of 512 goals and 814 assists, for 1326 points in 1,191 games, in his 17 seasons with the Sabres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also &lt;strong&gt;Gina Smith 1957&lt;/strong&gt;-equestrian, was born on this day at Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, in 1957. Smith joined the Saskatoon Pony Club in 1968; 1974 team member for Saskatchewan at the National Pony club rally in Montreal; 1979 National Dressage champion at the Medium level; 1982 received a scholarship to train in Germany with Johann Hinneman for seven weeks; 1988 member of the Canadian Dressage team that won a bronze medal at the Seoul Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also &lt;strong&gt;Lloyd Langlois 1962&lt;/strong&gt;-freestyle skier, member of the Quebec Air Force, was born on this day at Magog, Quebec, in 1962. A two-time Olympic medalist, with 57 World Cup medals, including 20 golds, Langlois was the first aerialist to complete the 1/2 rudy full and the quad-twisting triple somersault in international competition; 1985 Canadian champion, winner of the World Cup overall aerials; 1986 World Champion; 1988 bronze medal at Calgary Olympics; 1989 World Champion; 1989-90 retired to recover from a back injury, then to devote time to non-skiing activities and his music; 1992 bronze medal at Lillehammer Olympics; 1993 Canadian champion, winner of the World Cup overall aerials; 1994-95 Canadian champion; retired due to injuries at age 36.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In Other Events...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1997 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montreal Quebec - Expo Pedro Martinez wins National League Cy Young Award over Greg Maddux and Denny Neagle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hull Quebec - Quebec Gatineau Railway takes over operation of former CP Lachute subdivision between Outremont and Hull; moves traffic to Smiths Falls for the last time; end of Canadian Pacific presence in Ottawa; first line to enter Bytown in 1854.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1987&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quebec Quebec - Guy Chevrette becomes interim leader of the Parti Québécois on resignation of Pierre-Marc Johnson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1982&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Rome Italy - Pope John Paul II announces visit to Canada in fall of 1984; first papal visit to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1982&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Cape Canaveral, Florida - US space shuttle Columbia blasts off from the Kennedy Space Center, carrying Canada's Anik C comsat into orbit; the first commercial flight of the Shuttle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1980&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Toronto Ontario - A. Y. Jackson's painting Algoma Lake sells for $210,000, a new record for a Canadian work of art; Group of Seven member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1975&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montreal Quebec - Ottawa and Quebec sign James Bay convention with New Quebec Cree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1974&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York City - Winnipeg's Bachman-Turner Overdrive have a Billboard #1 hit with 'You Ain't Seen Nothing Yet/Free Wheelin'.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1967 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. John's, Newfoundland - Clinton Shaw arrives from Victoria BC, setting the world's distance record for roller skating, a trip of 7,885 km, started April 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1963 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detroit Michigan - Red Wing Gordie Howe ties Rocket Richard's lifetime 544 NHL goal record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1962&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Stratford Ontario - Liberal leader Jean Lesage and UN leader Daniel Johnson Sr. hold a provincial election debate televised on Radio-Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1951 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stratford Ontario - Tom Patterson 1920- approaches city council to start summer Shakespearean Festival; with Tyrone Guthrie 1900-1971.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1950&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;London Ontario - Hank Snow's single 'I'm Moving On' hits #1 on the country music charts; born in Liverpool, Nova Scotia, and a star on CBC, Snow moved to Nashville five years earlier to sing at the Grand Ole Opry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1946 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London Ontario - Western wins the Yates Cup with a 6-0 record, following a 47-8 win over Queen's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1945&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Kingston Ontario - Western wins its first Yates Cup football championship under John Metras, beating Queen's 17-2 at Kingston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1942&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ottawa Ontario - Third Victory Loan campaign launched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1939&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingston Ontario - Western finishes the football season 6-0, the only undefeated Ontario university team, beating Queen's 13-8 and scoring 12 points in the final 15 minutes of the game; on returning from Kingston,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Novemeber 11, -An Angel was Born. This Angel would later marry the not-worthy, Mike Sanderson and move to California to outshine all the stars in Hollywood. This is the most important date in Mike's history, the day his Angel was born.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you more than you know Carmen. I loved you the minute I laid eyes on you, and loved you more the day you said I do. I praise God for you.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-116339779841466847?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/116339779841466847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=116339779841466847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/116339779841466847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/116339779841466847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/11/please-read-following-events-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-115429297318618005</id><published>2006-07-30T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T14:16:29.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot, Hot, Hot !!!</title><content type='html'>Hi ya's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sweating 1" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/28/28_1_18v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Boiling Hot" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/28/28_1_12.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Tanny" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_68.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness gracious it has been a very hot couple of months around here.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to spend some of our days &amp; weekends in places where there was good air conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/ispecd.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" height="194" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/ispecd.0.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/supermanreturnsimax_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 159px" height="151" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/supermanreturnsimax_lg.jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/superman_returns_2_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/superman_returns_2_medium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of the weekends we went to the Imax theatre at the Irvine Spectrum in Irvine &amp; saw the new movie Superman in 3D. It was really good. We used 3D glasses of course. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/3d_glasses_red_blue_lenses_with_arms.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 31px" height="49" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/3d_glasses_red_blue_lenses_with_arms.1.jpg" width="136" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had to put our glasses on &amp; off through- out the movie. There was about 20min. of 3D action. But I found that alot of the movie had 3D special affects without our glasses. The super huge screen was really cool. It sounds like there could be another Superman movie in the future at least I hope so. I saw the original Superman in theatres when I was a kid. It was my very first movie in a theatre, thanks to a very special adult(Jane Richer) who took me there. Anywho afterwards we went to Red Lobster for din din. We both had shrimp &amp;amp; steak. Yummy Yummy &amp; this time I didn't drop or break anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/red%20lobster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/red%20lobster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yestaurday we went &amp; saw Pirates of the Caribbean at the AMC 30 at the Block in Orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/block301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/block301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/piratesofthecaribbean21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 188px" height="175" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/piratesofthecaribbean21.jpg" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this movie as well. I found it very humerous. I can't wait for the third one to come out. I heard its almost completed. After the movie we took a drive along the PCH around Newport &amp; Huntington Beach. It was absolutely gorgeous. I love those places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/PIC00045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/PIC00045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We especially love to take our dog to Dog Beach which is located on a section of the Huntington Beach area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/huntingtondogbeach_sign2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/huntingtondogbeach_sign2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/huntingtondogbeach_sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/huntingtondogbeach_sign.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/huntingtondogbeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/huntingtondogbeach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This upcoming weekend we will be in Southern Oregon visiting with relatives for a family reunion. I'll be taking pictures &amp; video of that so I can stick it on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fairy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_3_41.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-115429297318618005?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/115429297318618005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=115429297318618005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/115429297318618005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/115429297318618005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/07/hot-hot-hot.html' title='Hot, Hot, Hot !!!'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-115009337213849013</id><published>2006-06-11T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:56:57.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Klutzy Carmyy</title><content type='html'>Well I have decided that I'm definitely the most klutziest person around.&lt;br /&gt;This evening I was getting kinda hungry for a light snack so I thought I'd see what was in the fridge. I found some left over spagetti &amp; meatballs &amp;amp; figured yum yum my tum tum will be happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got the food out of the fridge &amp; set it on the counter &amp;amp; took the lid off &amp; was about to dig in when all of a sudden out of nowhere my yum yum food went &amp;amp; crash landed all over the floor.&lt;br /&gt;So I thought how will I clean this up..... "Peachy" I cry out "come help"......Well of course being the food hound(refer to previous blog) she came bounding in &amp; eat it all making her tum tum very happy happy with my yum yum food. Anywho I thought I'd take some pic's of this momentous occasion.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8022/2396/1600/HPIM0848.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8022/2396/200/HPIM0848.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8022/2396/1600/HPIM0847.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8022/2396/200/HPIM0847.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8022/2396/1600/HPIM0849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8022/2396/200/HPIM0849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho something like this is a regular occurance for me.&lt;br /&gt;I drink out of plastic cups &amp; eat out of plastic bowls, because I keep dropping the other kind &amp;amp; they break. I buy a nice set of 4 or 6 &amp; end up with 3 or 5 in no time flat.&lt;br /&gt;I also prefer carpet in every room so incase I do drop something not plastic there's a chance it won't break. Our living room carpet of course is a complete mess as I keep dropping my plastic cup of water all the time as well as various types of food.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get a dark carpet so no one sees it. Heee heee believe it or not I've even killed plastic stuff... by putting it on a hot stove &amp;amp; forgetting about it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like hurting myself, I used to have a saying that if I didn't trip or fall at least once a day then I was having a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen down ravines, gotten run over twice by a bicyclest, fallen on my knees on hard cement, sprained my finger while swimming (how does one do that, well who knows, but I did).&lt;br /&gt;Walked into trees, poles, furniture, doors, windows &amp; people. I broke a couple of toes last year walking into my dresser &amp;amp; then tripping over the dog, incidentally the dog was limping for a couple of days as well. I've sprained my ankle jumping on a trampoline, go figure!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just recently I got too close to a candle burning &amp; some of my hair &amp;amp; ear got burnt when some flames erupted onto my head, that was pretty scary &amp; I ran screaming trying to get it out, Mike didn't know what was happening until he smelled the burning smell. I had to light some smelling candles to get the burnt smell out &amp;amp; course I was just fine, but my head smelled burnt &amp;amp; my ear was slightly burned but it healed up in a couple of days. Also lost abit of hair in the process but thats ok I have a ton of it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho I've done so many hazardous things, I'm amazed I'm still in one piece. I think I should of been a stuntmen!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Klutz(aka Carmyy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-115009337213849013?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/115009337213849013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=115009337213849013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/115009337213849013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/115009337213849013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/06/klutzy-carmyy.html' title='Klutzy Carmyy'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-114947264189725142</id><published>2006-06-04T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T19:43:19.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Peachy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/peach4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/peach4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well yestaurday we finally got the phone line fixed for the upteenth time(refer to previous blog), hopefully it will last for awhile. Today Miss Peachy got herself a haircut &amp; bath pampering at Petsmart(local petstore). She looked oh so cute with 2 yellow ribbons that they stuck in her fur.&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I would take some pictures. However Miss Peachy doesn't like the camera too much making it very hard to take a half decent picture of her. She also doesn't like ribbons stuck in her fur.&lt;br /&gt;So anywho after I managed to take 1 picture, she managed to get one of the ribbons out of her hair. The one here to the left was taken just after returning home. She's panting like crazy because of the heat wave were having here at the moment. She also has the 2 ribbons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/peach1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/peach1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next one just a few seconds later she was thirsty &amp; thus took a drink of water plus some food as she is a food hound &amp;amp; will basically eat just about anything at anytime. So I had to wait. Here she was just settling down from chowing down &amp; thus was licking her chops.&lt;br /&gt;Notice 1 ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next ones I tried to get her to look at me. I managed to get 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/peachy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/peachy3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/peachy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/peachy2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yipee finally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-114947264189725142?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114947264189725142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=114947264189725142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114947264189725142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114947264189725142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/06/miss-peachy.html' title='Miss Peachy'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-114936753882310471</id><published>2006-06-03T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T01:53:39.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The phone company (SBC) blues</title><content type='html'>We've been experiencing major phone problems for over a year now, and it has returned with a vengance. Our wonderful provider, SBC, keeps telling us that they have the problem fixed, but every time they send one of their "trained" technicians our lines go bad again within a few months. So, here we sit today waiting for another service call (this is the 4th time). Our wonderful provider, SBC, has informed us that the repairman will be here between 8 in the morning, and 6 in the evening. I wonder what they would say if we said we would send them our bill between the first and second week of the month? Since we only have the use of our phone for about 3 weeks out of the month, what would happen if we decided to pay them only for the time we had the the use of the phone? The problem is, we have nobody to protest to because they have a monopoly on our phones. What a great way to spend the weekend....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...OK....I'm over complaining...hahaha. It could be worse I guess...Thanks for listening to us spout off.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and Carmyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-114936753882310471?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114936753882310471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=114936753882310471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114936753882310471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114936753882310471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/06/phone-company-sbc-blues.html' title='The phone company (SBC) blues'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-114820267177344842</id><published>2006-05-21T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T02:23:06.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!! Hunny Bunny</title><content type='html'>My Sweet Adorable Guy is 44 today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitteryourway.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.glitteryourway.com/9/da029c9823b254fa6f8dedc7b1fba089.gif" glitter="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitteryourway.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.glitteryourway.com/3/54071837a291db1c248e111f3627a429.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/11/11694kiips2obz4.gif" alt="myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics" border="0" height="110" width="119" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/12/12724qqne7l3eh0.gif" alt="myspace layouts, myspace codes, glitter graphics" border="0" height="360" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me Wuv You Very Muchness!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kissy Kissy xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-114820267177344842?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114820267177344842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=114820267177344842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114820267177344842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114820267177344842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-hunny-bunny.html' title='Happy Birthday!!! Hunny Bunny'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-114817455040234257</id><published>2006-05-20T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:57:19.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We spent today in the pits!</title><content type='html'>One of the great things about living here in Southern California is that there is just so much to do on any given day, Today we decided that we would go to the world famous La Brea Tar Pits. It's an incredible place with some of the most perfectly preserved fossils around. If you like archeology, you'll love this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pits are called tar pits because long ago, there were these huge pools of tar where Los Angeles is now. The Wooly Mamoths (sp) and Sarber Toothed Tigers would be walking along and all of a sudden get caught in the tar and would slowly die from struggling and starvation. So after all these years, there are now thousands of fossils perfectly preserved in the tar which is now basically asphalt. It's really an amazing sight, and if you're ever down here, you have to see it. Go to http://www.tarpits.org/ to see what it's all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning though; IF YOU DON'T LIKE THE SMELL OF HOT TAR OR ASPHALT, YOU WON'T LIKE THIS PLACE. When they call it the tar pits, they meant it. It was really kind of cool though. You'd be walking along these beautiful palm tree lined pathways, and all of a sudden you would see a fenced off area. Behind the fence, you'd see this tar bubbling out of the ground like the Beverly Hillbillies oil gyser. This is really a great place with a great museaum and pathways to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the pics from our trip and let us know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/museum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/museum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/museum2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/museum2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/fossel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/fossel1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/fossel8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/fossel8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/fossel2&amp;mike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/fossel2%26mike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/fossel6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/fossel6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/fossel3&amp;amp;carmyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/fossel3%26carmyy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/fossel4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/fossel4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/fossel5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/fossel5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/fossel1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/fossel9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/fossel9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/fossel10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/fossel10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/insidepit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/insidepit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside pit 91 which started in 1969.&lt;br /&gt;It is the longest on-going urban paleontological excavation site in the world!&lt;br /&gt;They excavate durring the summer months of July unil September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here's a video, I'm still learning how to use our camcorder &amp;amp; all its nifty features, so its not the greatest quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IuVo1bI9tZA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IuVo1bI9tZA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="250"&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/23428961-114817455040234257?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114817455040234257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=114817455040234257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114817455040234257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114817455040234257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/05/we-spent-today-in-pits.html' title='We spent today in the pits!'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-114637226754533479</id><published>2006-04-29T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T21:44:27.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Plant Your Garden</title><content type='html'>We got this goody from our Aunt Gail......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How To Plant Your Garden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, you Come to the garden alone,&lt;br /&gt;while the dew is still on the roses....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR THE GARDEN OF YOUR DAILY LIVING&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLANT THREE ROWS OF PEAS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/tn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/tn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;              2. Peace of heart&lt;br /&gt;                       3. Peace of soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLANT FOUR ROWS OF SQUASH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/tn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/tn1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Squash gossip&lt;br /&gt;2. Squash indifference&lt;br /&gt;3. Squash grumbling&lt;br /&gt;4. Squash selfishness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLANT FOUR ROWS OF LETTUCE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/tn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/tn2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lettuce be faithful&lt;br /&gt;2. Lettuce be kind&lt;br /&gt;3. Lettuce be patient&lt;br /&gt;4. Lettuce really love one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO GARDEN IS WITHOUT TURNIPS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/tn4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/tn4.jpg" border="0" /&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;1. Turnip for meetings&lt;br /&gt;               2. Turnip for service&lt;br /&gt;                            3. Turnip to help one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO CONCLUDE OUR GARDEN WE MUST HAVE THYME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/ShowLetter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/ShowLetter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thyme for each other&lt;br /&gt;              2. Thyme for family&lt;br /&gt;                           3. Thyme for friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WATER FREELY WITH PATIENCE AND CULTIVATE WITH LOVE. THERE IS MUCH FRUIT IN YOUR GARDEN BECAUSE YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-114637226754533479?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114637226754533479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=114637226754533479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114637226754533479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114637226754533479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-to-plant-your-garden.html' title='How to Plant Your Garden'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-114633989387096043</id><published>2006-04-29T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T21:48:39.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the mouths of babes....</title><content type='html'>Check this out. We got it from a good friend of ours named Al Warren from Stockton, CA. It's funny, but then again, so is Al.....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Angel 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_22_25.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Angel 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_22_25.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Angel 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_22_25.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Angel 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_22_25.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Angel 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_22_25.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay special attention to the wording and spelling. If you know the Bible even a little, you’ll find this hilarious! It comes from a Catholic Elementary School test kids were asked questions about the Old and New Testaments. The following statements about the Bible were written by children. They have not been retouched or corrected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incorrect spelling has been left in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In the first book of the Bible, Guinessis. God got tired of creating the world so he took the Sabbath off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Adam and Eve were created from an apple tree. Noah’s wife was Joan of Ark. Noah built and ark and the animals came on in pears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lots wife was a pillar of salt during the day, but a ball of fire during the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Jews were a proud people and throughout history they had trouble with unsympathetic genitals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sampson was a strongman who let himself be led astray by a jezebel like Delilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Samson slayed the Philistines with the Axe of the Apostles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Moses led the Jews to the Red Sea where they made unleavened bread which is bread without any ingredients .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8, The Egyptians were all drowned in the dessert.afterwards, Moses went up to Mount Cyanide to get the Ten Commandments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The first commandments was when Eve told Adam to eat the apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The Seventh Commandment is thou shalt not admit adultery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Moses died before he ever reached Canada . Then Joshua led the Hebrews in the battle of Geritol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The greatest miricle in the bible is when Joshua told his son to stand still and he obeyed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. David was a Hebrew king who was skilled at playing the liar. He fought the Finkelsteins, a race of people who lived in biblical times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Solomon, one of Davids sons, had 300 wives and 700 porcupines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. When Mary heard she was the mother of Jesus, she sang the magna carta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. When the three wise guys from the east side arrived they found Jesus in the manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Jesus was born because Mary had an immaculate contraption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. St. John the blacksmith dumped water on his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Jesus enunciated the golden rule, which says to do unto others before they do one to you. He also explained a man doth not live by sweat alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. It was a miricle when jesus rose from the dead and managed to get the tombstone off the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. The people who followed the lord were called the 12 decibels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. The epistels were the wives of the apostles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. One of the oppossums was St. Matthew who was also a taximan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. St. Paul cavorted to Christianity, he preached holy acrimony which is another name for marraige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Christians have only one wife. This is called monotony&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-114633989387096043?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114633989387096043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=114633989387096043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114633989387096043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114633989387096043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/04/out-of-mouths-of-babes.html' title='Out of the mouths of babes....'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-114584244845975191</id><published>2006-04-23T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T07:03:54.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just not right!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sweat" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_2_60.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="In The Pool" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_2_82.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;img alt="Tanny" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_2_81.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;OK! I now know that you should NEVER brag about how good you have it and not expect some sort of negative reaction. One of the first blogs that we wrote here was about how nice of weather we were having. Well, we sure are being punished for that boast now. The weather here is just horrible. We have been at least 5 degrees below normal every day now for what seems an eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Freezing" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/28/28_3_11.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cold Water" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/28/28_3_9v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rainy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/28/28_2_3v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rain Cloud" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/28/28_2_8v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for all of those we&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; may have offended by our bragging, we take it back. Now please take the hex off of us and give us back our nice California sunshine. The tourists are hating it right now, usually you see them in their shorts running across the street to Disneyland, but when I drove by there the other day, everyone was all bundled up. Of course it still doesn't bother the suffers. The funniest thing about it is that Carmyy is no longer a British Columbian. If the temperature now gets below 75 Farenheit, she goes into a freezing attack and grabs a blanket. My how times have changed.....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Shiver" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_26.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bundled" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_64.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Frozen" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_11_14.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. we hope all is well with you guys, and we hope to see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Carmyy and Mike....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Hula" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_27_5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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thought they were pretty cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW VERSION OF FOOTPRINTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Imagine you and the Lord Jesus are walking down the road together. ForMuch of the way, the Lord's footprints go along steadily, consistently,rarely varying the pace. But your footprints are a disorganized streamof zigzags, starts, stops, turnarounds, circles, departures and returns.For much of the way, it seems to go like this, but gradually yourfootprints come more in line with the Lord's, soon paralleling Hisconsistently. You and Jesus are walking as true friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems perfect, but then an interesting thing happens: Yourfootprints, the ones that once etched the sand next to Jesus', are nowwalking precisely in His steps. Inside His larger footprints are yoursmaller ones, safely you and Jesus are becoming one. This goes on formany miles, but gradually you notice another change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The footprints inside the larger footprints seem to grow larger.Eventually they disappear altogether. There is only one set offootprints; they have become one. This goes on for a long time, butsuddenly the second set of footprints is back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time it seems even worse! Zigzags all over the place. Stops.Starts. Deep gashes in the sand. A veritable mess of prints! You areamazed and shocked... Your dream ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you pray: "Lord, I understand: The first scene with zigzags fits. Iwas just learning to follow you. But you walked on through the storm andhelped me learn to walk with you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That is correct."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... and when the smaller footprints were inside of Yours, I wasactually learning to walk in Your steps; following you very closely."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Very good. You have understood everything so far."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...when the smaller footprints grew and filled in Yours, I suppose thatI was becoming like you in every way."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Precisely."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, Lord, was there a regression or something?! The footprintsseparated, and this time it was worse than at first."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a pause as the Lord answers with a smile in his voice. "Youdidn't know? That was when we danced."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven:A time to weep, a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance'' &lt;strong&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:1,4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does Evil Exist??&lt;/strong&gt; The University professor challenged his students with this question. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did God create everything that exists?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A student bravely replied, "Yes he did!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God created everything?" The professor asked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes sir", the student replied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor answered, "If God created everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principal that our works define who we are, then God is evil." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student became quiet before such an answer. The professor, quite pleased with himself, boasted to the students that he had proven once more that the Christian faith was a myth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another student raised his hand and said, "Can I ask you a question professor?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course", replied the professor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student stood up and asked, "Professor does cold exist?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What kind of question is this? Of course it exists. Have you never been cold?" The students snickered at the young man's question. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man replied, "In fact sir, cold does not exist. According to the laws of physics, what we consider cold is in reality the absence of heat. Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-460? F) is the total absence of heat; all matter becomes inert and incapable of reaction at that temperature. Cold does not exist. We have created this word to describe how we feel if we have no heat." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student continued, "Professor, does darkness exist?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor responded, "Of course it does." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student replied, "Once again you are wrong sir, darkness does not exist either. Darkness is in reality the absence of light. Light we can study, but not darkness. In fact we can use Newton's prism to break white light into many colors and study the various wavelengths of each color. You cannot measure darkness. A simple ray of light can break into a world of darkness and illuminate it. How can you know how dark a certain space is? You measure the amount of light present. Isn't this correct? Darkness is a term used by man to describe what happens when there is no light present." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the young man asked the professor, "Sir, does evil exist?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now uncertain, the professor responded, "Of course as I have already said. We see it everyday. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this the student replied, "Evil does not exist sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor sat down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man's name -- Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Fish" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were four country churches in a small TEXAS town: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;Presbyterian Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baptist Church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Methodist Church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Catholic Church.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each church was overrun with pesky squirrels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Presbyterian Church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; called a meeting to decide what to do about the squirrels. After much prayer and consideration they determined that the squirrels were predestined to be there and they shouldn't interfere with God's Divine will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Methodist Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the squirrels had taken up habitation in the baptistery Bowl. The deacons met and decided to put a cover on the baptistery bowl and drown the squirrels in it. The squirrels escaped somehow and there were twice asmany there the next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Catholic group&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got together and decided that they were not in a position to harm any of God's creation. So, they humanely trapped the squirrels! and set them free a few miles outside of town. Three days later, the squirrels were back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baptist Church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came up with the best and most effective solution. They baptized the squirrels and registered them as members of the church. Now they only see them on Christmas and Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Happy Easter" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_3_35.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;God Bless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Love Always" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_8_7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;Carmyy &amp;amp; Mikers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-114525437587541757?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114525437587541757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=114525437587541757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114525437587541757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114525437587541757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!!!'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-114402754954152623</id><published>2006-04-02T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T18:55:31.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm worried about Carmen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/warofworld1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/warofworld1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, this is it. Two nights ago Carmy had a dream that she saved the world from the War of the Worlds invaders by convincing them not to kill the humans for our resources. They were so impressed with her that they made her the second-in-command. Now we just finished watching the 80's remake of The Fog. She's sitting on the coach advising the people on the movie that they're about to die (in a very strange voice I might add). I fear for my safety. I am cutting her off of Science Fiction movies. I would like to,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,help me, she has a weird look in her eye and coming towards me....helllllppppppppp.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/aliensfx7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Hello" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_28_2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Dance" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_28_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyclops" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_28_6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Taser 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_28_4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bouncy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_28_5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-114402754954152623?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114402754954152623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=114402754954152623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114402754954152623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114402754954152623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-worried-about-carmen.html' title='I&apos;m worried about Carmen!'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-114358120418421462</id><published>2006-03-28T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T14:57:06.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What it means to be A British Columbian</title><content type='html'>I just recieved this in an email &amp; since I'm orignally from BC, Canada, I thought I'd stick it on here. I loved it. These statements are so true!!!&lt;br /&gt;Carmyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Canadian Flag" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/26/26_7_8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mounty" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/26/26_7_2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Skiing" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/26/26_7_24.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Curling" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/26/26_7_4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Go Canucks Go" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/26/26_7_23.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Moose" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/26/26_7_50v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;What it means to be A British Columbian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You know the provincial flower is (Mildew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You feel guilty throwing aluminum cans or paper in the trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You use the statement "sunny break" and know what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You know more than 10 ways to order coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You know more people who own boats than air conditioners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You feel overdressed wearing a suit to a nice restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You stand on a deserted corner in the rain waiting for the&lt;br /&gt;"Walk" signal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You consider that if it has no snow, it is not a real mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You can taste the difference between Starbucks, Esquires, and Tim Horton's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You know the difference between Chinook, Coho, and&lt;br /&gt;Sockeye salmon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 You know how to pronounce Squamish, Osoyoos, Nanaimo and Tsawwassen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.You consider swimming an indoor sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.. You can tell the difference between Japanese, Chinese,&lt;br /&gt;Vietnamese, Korean and Thai food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. In winter, you go to work in the dark and come home in the dark while only working eight hour days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You never go camping without waterproof matches and a poncho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. You are not fazed by "Today's forecast: showers followed by rain, "and " Tomorrow's forecast: rain followed by showers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. You cannot wait for a day with "showers and sunny breaks".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. You have no concept of humidity without precipitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. You know that Dawson Creek is a town, not a TV show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. You can point to at least two ski mountains, even if you cannot see through the cloud cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. You notice "the mountain is out" when it is a pretty day and&lt;br /&gt;you can actually see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. You put on your shorts when the temperature gets above 5, but still wear your hiking boots and parka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. You switch to your sandals when it gets about 10, but keep your socks on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. You have actually used your mountain bike on a mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. You think people who use umbrellas are either wimps or&lt;br /&gt;tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. You recognize the background shots in your favourite movies &amp;amp; TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. You buy new sunglasses every year, because you can't find the old ones after such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. You measure distance in hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. You often switch from "heat" to "a/c" in your car in the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. You use a down comforter in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. You carry jumper cables in your car and your wife knows how to use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. You design your kid's Halloween costume to fit under a raincoat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. You know all the important seasons: Almost Winter, Winter, Still Raining (Spring), Road Construction (Summer) &amp;amp; Raining Again (Fall).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. You actually understand these jokes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-114358120418421462?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114358120418421462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=114358120418421462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114358120418421462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114358120418421462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-it-means-to-be-british-columbian.html' title='What it means to be A British Columbian'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-114341689417161197</id><published>2006-03-26T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T20:27:44.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Koi pond outside of our apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U9lXMcsz3XE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U9lXMcsz3XE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="250"&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/23428961-114341689417161197?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114341689417161197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=114341689417161197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114341689417161197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114341689417161197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/03/koi-pond-outside-of-our-apartment.html' title=''/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-114332154874009746</id><published>2006-03-25T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T19:11:33.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our first attempt at doing video. Sooooo, I asked Carmen if she could research a way for us to put video on a website, or blog site, and here is her first attempt. At first she was convinced that she couldn't do it, but I know her too well. This short video was done with just our digital camera. I can't wait to see what she finds in the future...:) I have the coolest wife ever (sorry guys, it's just my opinion, your wives are awesome to....haha). So know we're off to Fryes (an electronic shop) to see what other wonders we can find to spice this site up. See ya soon, broke, but smiling.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ls3GoE4LbNo" width="300" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-114332154874009746?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114332154874009746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=114332154874009746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114332154874009746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114332154874009746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/03/our-first-attempt-at-doing-video.html' title=''/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-114202000036838549</id><published>2006-03-10T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T14:37:26.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Snowing!!! Its Snowing!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/snow2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/snow2.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not exactly!!! Like it would ever snow here!!! But it is snowing up in the mountain areas here &amp; in Oregon where Mike is from. Also I received emails from people telling me its snowing up in the suburb areas of VancouverBC, Canada where I'm from. So since I won't be seeing any snow falling anytime soon I figured I'd dig through my pictures to find some snow. Here are a few pictures I took just before I moved to Californy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This picture to the left was taken in front of the house. Notice the icicles dangling from the roof!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/snow.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/snow.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oops time to shovel &amp;amp; shovel &amp; shovel &amp;amp; shovel &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Shoveling Snow" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/28/28_4_5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Snowplow" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/28/28_4_6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I sure hope when the plow comes it doesn't pile everything I did back in front of the driveway!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/snow1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/snow1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Aawwww isn't this just soooo cute!!! The pic below is my kitty Tiggy looking out at the snow trying to figure out if she should venture out or not!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Snow Angel" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/28/28_4_10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/tiggysnow.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/tiggysnow.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Snowstorm" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/28/28_4_8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Moving Day!!! Just a couple of weeks later!!! Snow melted pretty quickly uh!!! I had to park my car across the street to make room for the u-haul van. Notice the neighbor still has their Christmas lights up!!! &amp;amp; its the beginning of Febuary!!! Canada likes Christmas very much!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/tiggysnow.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/movingday.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/movingday.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/carmyycar.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/320/carmyycar.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy Snowing!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Zeeee Original Carmyy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Frosty" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/28/28_4_9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/snow1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-114202000036838549?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114202000036838549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=114202000036838549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114202000036838549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114202000036838549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-snowing-its-snowing_10.html' title='Its Snowing!!! Its Snowing!!!'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-114162459833038588</id><published>2006-03-05T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T21:29:58.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Links</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="151" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/Universalstudios1.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;Hi ya's Everyone !! &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Big Hug" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_67.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just finished watching the Academy Awards &amp; thought I would add some links to this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will like them as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Al who is just an incredible person &amp;amp; preacher talks about his former fight with Prostate Cancer in one of the websites.&lt;br /&gt;He is now free &amp; clear of it Praise Jesus !!!&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Rob is a very talented &amp;amp; awesome preacher, singer, song writer &amp; musician.&lt;br /&gt;Music being one of my passions I've also added a few music sites &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Singer 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_2_3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a special place for Canadians like me eh!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be adding more links in the future &amp;amp; other assorted stuff as I learn how to use the blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta Ta For Now&lt;br /&gt;Carmyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Kisses" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_3_16.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Mike can be such a brat!!! I did not hurt the Dog!!! Hee hee I wanted to hurt the current &amp;amp; future fleas. Frontline is great stuff!!! Don't get the cheap stuff from the stores, it doesn't work that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Mr. Smith goes to Washington is a very good movie!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-114162459833038588?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114162459833038588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=114162459833038588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114162459833038588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114162459833038588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/03/links.html' title='The Links'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-114152988621598838</id><published>2006-03-04T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T14:08:40.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carmy versus the dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/Peachy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/Peachy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's my first blog on this site, and it's all because Carmy is chasing the dog around trying to put the flea drops on it. We have the coolest dog named Peaches that we rescued from the shelter. But as soon as we put the flea drops on her, she goes into hiding. Now look at this picture and tell me how you can hurt this dog....shame on you Carmy....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now that the fight between Carmy and the dog is over, it's time for me to go and relax. Carmy has discovered the Jimmy Stewart 1939 classic Mr. Smith goes to Washington, and she is bound and determined to get it all watched tonight. We have two Tivos in the house, so she gets a lot recorded. It's fun to watch her get to see so many of the classics that she never got to see before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wish you all a blessed evening, and please call on us anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-114152988621598838?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114152988621598838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=114152988621598838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114152988621598838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114152988621598838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/03/carmy-versus-dog.html' title='Carmy versus the dog'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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-23428961.post-114150947436663891</id><published>2006-03-04T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T14:37:11.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to our Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/palmtree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/200/palmtree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3853/2402/1600/carmyy&amp;mike.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here we are roughing it with another gorgeous day in Mickey's World.&lt;br /&gt;Its a freezing 73 degrees outside &amp;amp; the sun is hurting our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;The palm trees outside our patio are swaying in the light breeze.&lt;br /&gt;The ducks &amp; the turtles are working on their tans in the koi pond just below us.&lt;br /&gt;And were inside working on our blog.&lt;br /&gt;I can see you laughing at us, so stop it, this is all your fault for making us do this.&lt;br /&gt;Hee hee  were just joking around as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23428961-114150947436663891?l=the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/feeds/114150947436663891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23428961&amp;postID=114150947436663891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114150947436663891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23428961/posts/default/114150947436663891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sands-of-time.blogspot.com/2006/03/welcome-to-our-place.html' title='Welcome to our Place'/><author><name>The Silly Sanderson's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795963624327713443</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></feed>
